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I don't know what happened. Honestly, I don't.
One moment I'm standing at the side of a huge party with hundreds of people dancing, smoking, drinking, and basically just having fun, and the next, I'm trying to keep my head from being all loopy every time I try to walk.
I can't even remember drinking or collecting anything from anyone.
I'm suddenly in the middle of the dance floor and I'm grinding my junk against some poor soul. I vaguely hear the loud cheers from the people surrounding us and I'm barely aware that the two of us are the only persons stuck in the middle of the dance floor as we entertained the onlookers.
My hand reaches out and grabs the person's waist to steady myself and I realize it's a girl.
I blink and suddenly I'm standing upside down and I'm swallowing a liquid that by now, has no taste. Someone is holding my leg, or maybe two and once again I hear loud cheers. I blink again and I'm lying on a couch that was placed against a far wall.
I notice Alexis heading upstairs with someone from the rugby team and I shake my head in hopes of clearing my vision but I still can't make out the guy. Derek suddenly appears in my view and his lips are moving but I can hardly make out a word he's saying. When I continue to stare at him blankly he reaches down to where I'm half sitting, half lying and I shiver as I feel his lips near my ears.
The music is loud so I don't make out all the words he's saying but I definitely hear upstairs and dare. I nod my head yes and in seconds he's pulling me towards the second floor. I blindly follow him down a long hallway and I'm thankful that the music is just a pleasant noise.
He stops in front of a door before pushing it open and I see about 15 people sitting around in what looks to me like a den or a library of some kind. Or maybe I'm just completely wasted. I don't recognize anyone in the room but as I'm placed between two girls I see a familiar face.
There's a bottle in Damon's hand and he smirks at me before spinning it on the ground. It lands on two people and that's when I realize what he was whispering in my ears.
I'm oblivious to what's going on around me as I stare at the guy I've been secretly crushing on for the past two years. Why he even wanted me as a roommate for so long is still a mystery to me but one I'm happy to not figure out.
The room erupted into laughter, giggles and screams and I pull myself out of my trance to see that two girls were gearing up to kiss each other. The guy next to me hands me a bottle of some kind of alcohol and I refuse just because I could barely think and I knew I probably had way more than I should.
As the girls are about to kiss people pull out phones to record and I spare Damon a glance to see if he would be half as intrigued as the others. He's biting his lips as he stares on and I subconsciously do the same. I wanted my teeth marks to replace his and I bite deeper into my lip at the thought.
Damon suddenly looks over at me and winks and I almost die.
Then I hear my name being called and someone shoving me. Looking around, I see everyone staring at me and I'm confused as to what's going on.
"What?" I ask as the girls try and fail in their attempt to not giggle.
"I SAID! I'll only kiss DeAndra if Damon kisses you and he's agreed-"
My mind tuned out after that and my wide eyes snapped to Damon's.
What!?
"I'm not kissing a dude." I reply and all the girls start to groan.
"Look, if you guys want us to kiss, Damon has to kiss someone."
"Look how many other guys are in the room, he can kiss anyone of them."
"Am, don't ever interrupt me again." The blonde says and the ooos from the guys made it abundantly clear that she was a popular girl. "Secondly I really don't care who he kisses but if you want me and DeAndra to lock lips and make all you losers hard then I better get some motivation."
"So why do I have to kiss some guy? Why don't you get Derek or even Danny to do it?"
"Because neither of the two ever slept with me."
The room erupted in loud chatter and I raised an eyebrow at the sly look on Damon's face. He looked pretty happy with himself as he spared a glance at the blonde and she just smiled at him.
"Fine."
My wide eyes snapped back to Damon and he still held his smirk as he looked at the girl, never backing down from her dare.
"Fine!"
She crossed her arms before rolling her eyes and I watched shocked as she straddled the girl near her who I'm guessing is DeAndra before sneaking a hand in her hair and pulling her head to face her.
The almost three minutes of lip play had all the guys' eyes glued and the remaining girls giggled at the intense make out session. I spared a glance at Damon and his face was glued to the action as he subconsciously started to rub the outside of his pants.
What is this? Amateur p**n?
They broke apart and I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding.
"So." The blonde began. "Who're you kissing?"
"Well, he can't kiss the twins because they're like, brothers and like, the other guys in here are most likely gay, soo his only option is to kiss skinny boy over here, cause like isn't he dating that weird girl with the half shaven head."
I cringed so hard at the tone of the girl sitting between the twins and I wanted to hit her behind the head at how dumb she sounded. Instead, I settled for squinting as I barely looked past her insults.
Stereotypic asshole!
"Fine, I'll kiss doofus."
Everyone started to cheer as Damon made his way over to me and I just stared at him, not knowing what else to do. Was Damon Wright about to kiss a guy? Was Damon Wright about to kiss me?
My heart was hammering so fast that I thought everyone in the room could hear and I refused to breathe in case I started to hyperventilate.
He kneels before me and the room plummets into dead silence and he smirks as he cups my face in both hands. I feel as though I'll die if I don't breathe soon and then his lips are inches away from mine.
I feel the slight brush of his lips and before he has a chance to deepen it, the door bursts open and someone shouts.
"COPS!"
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