I Slept With The Enemy and Now . . .

"Hey, I'll catch you later yah babe?" I nodded and kissed my best friend Tracy as she left. My mum was out for three weeks on one of those work trips so myself and my brother Dan had the house to ourselves. Of course, my brother went over to sleep at one of his best friend Jimmy’s house, and so Tracy came over and slept here. But that didn’t last long, soon she was summoned by her little sis crying for her sister back. She'd already promised to come over again tomorrow to finish off the sleepover. So, I was at home alone. Great. Not! The worst thing about it was that I hated the dark and now I had to sleep alone in it. I walked up to my room, grabbed the phone and jumped on the bed dialing my other friend Krissy's number. "Hello?" "Hi, Krissy what you doin’ tonight?" "Nothing, why?" "Well do you want to come over, you could spend the night?" I heard her giggle on the other end and knew calling her was a bad idea. "You still do that crap? come on let’s go out and have some real fun!" see I knew it. "Um, I'm not sure," I mumbled back, already mentally cursing myself for this stupid choice. Why was I so needy? "Oh, come on please, we haven’t hung out in like ages please!" she begged with her baby voice until I couldn’t say no even though I had offered to hang out just in a safer and legal way. "Fine, but I'm leaving the second it turns eleven!" "Yeah cool whatever, love you. I'll be right over...oh wait wear something…sexy…you do own something sexy right?" I didn’t have any time to reply, my eyes already rolling. “Just try and make something work. See you in a bit!” At that, she put the phone down and I knew where we were going. 'Purple Buzz' was the most famous club around here, and of course, it consisted of BEER, BOYS, AND s*x but no way was I doing any of those things. NO WAY! If I got caught, that was any chance of a high league university. The last thing I needed right now. I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out a dress my cousin had bought me last Christmas. This would be the first time I wore it. I walked out to the bathroom and slipped on the dress. The dark burgundy brought out the chocolate in my eyes and stopped just above my knee stuck tight to my skin and sleeveless. Great now I looked like a huge slut! I wasn’t fat but I wasn’t skinny, kind of in the middle and right now it felt like it had a purpose. My ass barely covered and my hips hugged into perfect curves that were dangerously close and a few burgers from spilling over into a rather unflattering shape. The one thing I hated most was my chest, mostly they’re small and never grabbed any attention but the exception was tonight. The dress had some padding around there and made them seem a little bit bigger, threatening to almost push them free from any support. Thankfully, God thought it was finally time to start directing fat there. I walked over to the bathroom mirror and applied my makeup. I put a light brown shade for the base then a darker brown on top blending the two together. Moving my face closer to the mirror I applied my black eyeliner along with my mascara to add extra length to my eyelashes. Just when I was about to select my lip gloss the doorbell rang and I ran down to answer it. "Hi Kri..." I stopped when I opened the door realizing it wasn’t Krissy it was him. "What the hell do you want?" you can’t blame me for being rude this guy is a devil at it. His eyes dropped down my body, a look of shock in his eyes but within a second it was gone. Just looking at him brought a whole new meaning to rage! “Well Tess I wonder who's the unlucky guy, oh wait you don’t have one...so I'm guessing who's the unlucky guy who's so desperate that they’ll pay you?" I narrowed my eyes and let the anger flush right out of me, his plump pink lips pulled tight into a smirk. "Get lost d**k wipe!" The grin dropped from his face as a mocking look of hurt masked his features, “So rude, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Rolling my eyes, his face suddenly turned serious. “Look I can’t bear looking at you so where's Dan?" "He ain’t here, he's at Jimmy's I'm surprised he didn’t tell you since you’re his best friend and all. Maybe Jimmy’s got that position on a lockdown huh?" he put his toned hand through his dark brown shaggy hair. He made a mocking sigh. Like the ones when you make when you’re shocked and I did the same before closing the door in his face. "God, I hate him!" I said to myself as I turned to go upstairs. Adrian has been friends with Dan since before they could walk. He'd also been around to make my life miserable. When I was five, he dropped the teachers' mug and it smashed into tiny pieces and when she came back, he blamed it on me. I got three months of detention when I was in year seven to make up for it but it didn’t stop there. Any chance he got he made sure to make a point of how pathetic my existence was. Sure, he’s three years older than me but god is he a d**k! Every boy I have ever liked he just tells them stupid stories of me having done a voodoo spell to make them love me forever and ever. He even faked a few messages just prove how much of a stalker I could be. But my retarded brother still remains his friend, any degrading crap that muttered its way into existence from his toxic mouth he denied. Just as I was about halfway up the steps the doorbell rang again and I rolled my eyes back. What the hell does he want now? "Look I told you Dan isn’t her-" "Hey!" Krissy cut me short and gave a twirl showing her bright pink dress off. "Krissy! Hi" I said, surprised. "Hi, who did you think it was?" she said sarcastically, I shrugged, and she walked in closing the door. "So, what you think?" I looked down at her dress and gasped. It puffed out at the bottom when she spun, it reached just about her knee and became tight when it got to her chest bringing it out more. Sparkles covered the top; the dress was also strapless and zipped up at the back while mine zipped up at the side. "You look amazing!" she gave a small giggle like I was stating the obvious and wrapped her red scarf around her shoulders. Her long black hair hung loosely in waves around her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled as the light touched them. "You ready?" "Oh, nope just gotta comb my hair," "Ok but wear it down it looks way sexier like that," I smiled with a nod and ran up the stairs. I pulled the blue bubble band out my hair and combed it out. My hair was a dark brown with strands of blond and red when the light hit it stopping just above my shoulders and was always naturally frizzy which I hated but couldn’t do anything about now. I ran to my room and pulled out a pair of black high heels and a black scarf to wrap around me. "Ok ready!" I said as I walked down the stairs towards her. "Wow!" I never got a wow before. But she didn’t linger, instead, we moved outside, and I just remembered I hadn’t put any lip gloss on. "Wait, Krissy, I haven’t got any lip gloss." Not that it mattered much but it wasn’t like I got dressed up often, so why not go all out? "Here," she opened her car door and handed me a dark red lip gloss, I applied it and got in her black BMW still marveled at how much money her parents were willing to throw at a seventeen-year-old. "Thanks." We got there around about nine thirty. As we walked in our voices were drowned out by the hammering music, we walked over to the bar and ordered our drinks, Krissy taking the lead. I never minded drinking anything that wasn’t too strong but what started off with light cocktails turned into shots. But to be fair, I spent most of the night denying her advances to get me to drink. The only problem was, her pouting and fake tears led me down a whole other path then was planned. After countless no’s, the yeses started flowing. Before I knew it, I was completely drunk and to make matters worse, Krissy was suddenly glaring like the hulk at someone past my shoulders. I gave her a questioning look or at least attempted too before turning around on my heel to see who it was, almost falling in the process. "Oh s**t. What the hell does he want now!?" Krissy groaned. Yet it wasn’t anger but frustration as I set my eyes on Adrian. "Call him over! his Ho...tt...tt!" I nudged her and we both burst out laughing again. "Hey, you...yeah...you come, come!" I turned to look at him as his eyes met mine, my cheeks burning as Krissy’s voice got louder. One minute she was fuming and the next suddenly finding the whole thing a total joke. Was she trying to ruin the night?! I turned to face the bar again the minute he began walking towards us. Taking a swig of my drink, I tried preparing myself for what was to come. "Hey, well I never thought you'd get drunk, he must have changed his mind huh?" He chuckled taking the seat next to me. I turned around and slapped his muscular chest like a child while he stood there grinning, completely unaffected at my attempt at violence. "Shut up- I-I hate yo-you" I burst out laughing, the urge suddenly completely uncontrollable. "I should take you home before you get yourself into trouble.” He muttered, his eyes staring down at me intensely. “Pff you can try! Lay a hand on me, I dare you.” I shot back; my eyes narrowed into warning slits. At that he stayed silent, his eyes drinking me again before mumbling with the slightest hint of a grin. “You ever drank Vodka?" my eyes turned to look at his chocolate brown eyes with some slight green in them which I never noticed before, mainly shocked at how he seemed to be edging on his best friends’ sister to break the law more than I already was. Toby would defiantly kick his ass for this . . . if he ever found out that is. "Nope," I managed to mumble out. And that single answer decided the fate of the rest of the night. After six shots of vodka, he was wasted, and I was even more wasted. Krissy was on the dance floor dancing with some guy, making a point of grinding every and any body part up against him. "You know you m-mad-made...m-my life crazy!" I shouted, slurring the words from my lips at him whilst laughing and he was leaning on the counter laughing too. "I know! it was so much fun!" I punched him on the arm, actually proud when it seemed to have affected him this time. His hand automatically cowering over the spot I just hit. "What was that for?" We both looked at each other and just like that burst out laughing again. "We better get goin-going." I nodded and almost fell over if it hadn’t grabbed his arm. We both continued to laugh the whole way home, our words making no sense. My head was spinning, my legs refusing to walk straight and not wobble like jelly. The fact that neither could Adrian was the only thing making it better, yet he seemed to carry himself far better. He placed his hand on my back to keep me balanced, his own balance seeming to be nothing of an issue for him. "How...how comes you have balance...you’re drunk too?" "I'm used to it, you’re not." We really couldn’t stop laughing. It was the first time I have ever laughed along happily with him let alone this hard. "Where's....keys!" I demanded; my eyes narrowed as I tried searching while we stood outside in the cold air waiting until I could find them. "Here!" I yelled, holding the keys up in front of us, my eyes wide with pride. Opening the door was a whole other feat, one that once again we found disgustingly funny until we fell in holding onto the door. "Home...sweet...home," I said as I walked over to the sitting room. "Water...I ...need water." I forced out, my hand suddenly wrapping around my throat as I swallowed what felt like razors. I stood in the middle of the room as he suddenly left my side, rushing into the kitchen to fetch my water. "Here! your water ma ‘lady!" he held the glass above his head, and I ran to him jumping up trying to get the glass desperate for just a sip. "NO!" I screamed jokingly. “Please?” The next thing I knew my foot got tangled in his and we fell back, my lips letting out a small scream. The glass landed on the floor next to our heads rolling under the couch but didn’t break as the water made a little wet patch, turning the light beige carpet a few shades darker. We took no notice considering I was on top of him, my body molding into his perfectly. He looked into my eyes and we stopped laughing, the humor suddenly sucked from the room as my skin started to buzz, the heat from the alcohol increasing. I looked down at his plump rosy lips. His bottom lip was fuller than his top and I had a crazy sensation to kiss him, the curiosity of the feel of his tongue against mine trickling away at my brain. His hand moved up to my face pulling a strand of hair behind my ear and pausing with his fingers tucked deep into the loose strands, his thumb rubbing circles on my cheek setting my skin ablaze. I couldn’t move my eyes away from his, they were stuck sending shivers through me, but the crazy thing is that I didn’t want them to move. My hands lay in front of me on his chest, he moved his hand down to the floor where the other one was and without thinking, without truly grasping what the hell I was doing I went for it. My lower regions suddenly throbbed, my thighs wanting to tighten around him until I grabbed his shirt and brought my lips down on his. Both his hands flew up and took grasp of my waist, pulling me tighter against him as I moaned into his mouth, feeling the smoothness of his lips against mine, his tongue asking for entrance until I pulled away gasping for air, confused and shocked. “I have no idea why I did that,” I whispered, my breath washing down his face. His eyes had darkened, his nails digging into the fabric of my dress through to my skin as my heart thumped against my chest. “Why did I do that?” “Why did you stop?” he replied, his voice tight almost gruff as his eyes lowered down to my lips, his tongue racing across the bottom until his hand had leaped to the back of my head, pushing them back down against his.