"We have time...""We definitely don't. We're already late."
"It's a fucking party. Who the fuck shows up on time." My hands moved lower and lower. I don't know why he was acting like this when he knew he wanted it just as much. I could literally feel him.
"It started two hours ago!" Faiyaz barked back, but made no attempts to get out of my arms.
I kissed up the side of his neck, "Who gives a fuck? It's not going to get lit until like eleven," I mumbled, cupping his ass. They were mid thigh and tight as fuck. "I fucking love these shorts." I sat down on the side of the bed and tugged at his belt loops, but these shit were not coming down.
He was a cop and I was a convict. The blue collar shirt was tucked into his shorts and they weren't as tight, but about three buttons were unbuttoned and it showed his dark chest hair. I liked that.
"I still can't believe you got your fucking nose pierced." Faiyaz pulled my face upright, turning my head a little to the side so he could inspect in. For the fifth time today, probably the thirtieth time since I've gotten it.
"It hurt like a bitch, too." I said. I never been a crier, but one tear did slide down my cheek. I wiped it away before Trevor could see, though. It still felt a little raw when I cleaned it, but as long as I don't fuck with it, it don't fuck with me, "It took a lot of convincing." Peer pressure and a pushy ass tattoo artist. Now my nose was decorated with a small stud. The crazy part is that I look better with the shit. Faiyaz seemed to think so, too.
I had on an orange jumpsuit that was also unbuttoned by a couple buttons so it hung off my left shoulder a little bit, showing my wife beater underneath. He also insisted I wear my hair down and I had Faiyaz's handcuffs hanging locked on my right wrist. Hopefully we'd be using these for real later.
"Let's go before you get too carried away." He said, backing away, pulling my arms. I groaned and stood up anyway.
"What's wrong with getting carried away?" I sucked my teeth when he just rolled his eyes, "Man, I forgot where the shit even at again."
"It's at Alpha Nu." Had to be a White frat because I had never heard of them, "They have a house off campus."
I opened the door for him, "Lead the way then."
"So you can stare at my ass while I walk?" He shot back with a smirk. I
I nodded quickly, unashamed, "Hell yeah, the fuck."
I quickly locked the door and slid up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. I pushed my groin against him and he giggledI did watch his ass, but only halfway, though, because we had to meet up with Hudson.
And I've never more ashamed to be seen with someone in my entire fucking life. Fai doubled over in laughter when we finally reached the block we were meeting on.
Hudson looked down at himself with a satisfied grin, "I think I look pretty fucking hot." I applaud his delusional confidence, I really did. He was orange for fucking one and wearing swim trunks. He had on two wife beaters; one white and over top he wore a black one. His hair was gelled up and spiked out. Hudson also had a pair of black shades hanging from his shirt and a rosary from his neck.
"Who—No. What the fuck even are you?"
Hudson gasped and clutched his chest, "Dude." He took a step back and folded his arms over his chest and his lips out. He flexed so hard that it looked like his veins were gonna pop right out of his biceps, "The cabs are here!" He shouted at me.
What the fuck?
I looked down at Fai who was just as surprised as Hudson. He wrapped his arm around my waist, "He's Pauly D, baby." I looked him over once again and finally got it, like I see it now.
"What happened to 'he's not even from New Jersey'?" I mocked him.
Hudson shrugged, "Amy picked this. She's Snooki." Now that I gotta see. Amy's as pale as a fucking ghost so seeing her in a fake tan would kill me.
Part of me was worried Eric would show his face.
I couldn't do anything about Drea because she was coming with Amy, but if Eric was right, I wanted to keep her as far away from Faiyaz as much as possible. Adding Eric to the mix to it tonight would just make shit a lot worse. He got other friends so I'm just hoping he went out with those niggas instead.
He's only texted me like twice over the past week which I didn't even bother to read. We could've still been friends if he wasn't such an asshole. In class we acted like we never knew each other again, it hurt, but it was necessary. I still missed him though.
I think Fai picked up on that because he's been a lot more affectionate in class lately. His hand would stay placed on my thigh or he'd lean on my shoulder randomly during the lecture. I could feel Eric's eyes on us, but I just ignored those, too. I picked my side.
I might've not known who the fuck these Alpha Nu people was, but apparently a lot of other people did because the line was long and was close to the corner. I grabbed Fai's hand and we got in line behind two pink fairies.
At the door stood two huge guys dressed as Roman soldiers, "These motherfuckers don't play." Hudson remarked with a whistle.
Faiyaz turned to him, "Huh?"
"They're super fucking strict about the parties. No people running around outside, no loud music. That kind of shit."
"No loud music? How the fuck is that even possible?"
Hudson smirked and tilted his head to the side, "You don't hear any music do you?" He said smartly.
We stopped talking and just listened.
"No..." That's crazy. The only thing I heard was the sound of people talking around us and the cars passing by. But no, I didn't hear any music coming from the house. I watched them open the door to let in some people and still I heard no music, "How?"
"I don't fucking know man. I heard the party is like downstairs and the walls are like soundproof and some shit."
"A frat house with a soundproof room? That doesn't sound alarming to anybody else?" Faiyaz said causing the two of us to snicker. Yeah, that's wild as fuck. They need to be investigated as soon as this party until then I'm getting fucked up.

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Never Have I Ever
Teen FictionHow a game of "Never Have I Ever" sent college freshmen, Gavin Adams and Eric Harden into a whirlwind of music, sex, and football.