Frat Boy Harry (slow updates)

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"Layla get your skinny white ass out here! We have to leave!" Blake, my best friend, shot out in an annoyed tone.

Wow ok...you're so bossy. "I'm coming, don't worry about it," I yell back to make sure she heard. I'm just trying to put the finishing touch on—my pink lipstick. I walk down the hall to meet her approving glare, and a smirk.

"Told you that dress was hotter than hell! My job is to get you laid tonight!" I couldn't help but giggle and shake my head as Blake planned the night for us. "We need to leave though, so the party is going to be in full swing by the time we get there." She pulled my hand out the door as she locked it behind me. I had no choice now; we were out for the night.

We were still 3 blocks from the house, but I could still hear the music going loud and strong. The closer we got the louder and more intense it was. I could feel it in my chest, soon I was more excited than I had been before. Feeling the bass move through my body like I had been at a concert, made me ready to dance and lose my ambitions.

Now it was my turn to pull Blake, I was running, well more shuffling, as fast as physically possible to the door. I reached the stairs to the porch and left Blake there on the lawn, hustling up the door, I heard her yell "Looks like you're more excited than I am!"

I laughed at her, turned to the door and pushed it open. The pink light was flooding in my face, as I entered the musty, hot house the lights kept changing color. As soon as I was in, people pushed me to the dance floor. I was dancing with some name less guy, and saw Blake. I smiled and winked as I walked away, leaving him visually frustrated and excited.

"Holy shit LAYLA! Why did you leave him?" I ignored her comment and took her hand leading her to the kitchen. All I wanted was to feel the warmth and the rush in my head. I suddenly had the yearning to be a slut for the night. Not something I normally did, but a random hook up sounded WONDERFUL for the night.

As I was pouring a shot my thoughts were interrupted by Blake. "Layla! Really do you know who you were dancing with?" I had no idea as I slammed by shot staring back at Blake. I wasn't in the mood for her hook-up plans. I had my own.

"Blake I love you, but I could care less. You wanted me to get out, put on this dress, and now I'm just doing to dance and have fun. I don't care who with." I slammed back another shot, blew Blake a kiss and went back to the floor.

The boy I had been dancing with was quite easy to find again. He was slightly taller than most of the girls, and about the same height as the rest of the guys here. But he had this crazy, curly brown hair. I picked him out quickly and made my way over. Unfortunately I saw some little skank dancing with him and got super frustrated. I walked over and pushed the thirsty girl out of my way. I gave her a satisfied smile, and turned back to the boy. He had amazingly green eyes, with a cocky little smirk on his face.

"Well I see that you didn't much care for her," he chuckled as he finished his statement.

"I just wanted to finish our dance. All I did was leave for was a drink." I winked as I turned around and started dancing. One of my favorite songs came on, which only made me more pumped. The synthesizer going on a steady beat as I started rocking, waiting for the vocals to pick up. Once that started, I was done for, rolling my head, and grinding to the beat.

I turned around and just started dancing. The guy followed smiling like crazy. I have to admit though, the dimples deepening as he smiled, was a turn on. We started dancing closer, getting into the song. I got as close as possible and started swinging my hips faster, brushing against him. He growled in my ear as he leaned down, putting his hand on my lower back to pull me even closer. He pushed his leg out slightly and I started dancing on that.

We were having fun. I was turning him on though, I could see it in his eyes, and feel it on my thigh. He leaned down as the last chorus picked up, kissing my neck and making his way to my mouth. I was enthralled in the kiss and slightly overheated from the sticky room we are in. As the song ended I pulled away, then turned around and started grinding again while the DJ laced the next song to start.

The boy I was with had other ideas though, he grabbed my sides then pulled me in closer, and whispered in my ear, "Lets go upstairs love," without resistance I followed his lead upstairs. As we walked I spotted Blake and waved at her, then winked one eye after the other, our little signal. All she did was gawk which made me laugh even harder.

"Wait, I want another drink first."I spat out, then let go of his hand and hurried to the kitchen. I slammed another 3 shots feeling the warmth and the dizziness. I found the boy standing against the door frame close to where I had left him talking to some blond boy in a snapback. I smiled as I reached the curly haired one, took his hand in mine and pulled him towards the stairs. I felt a sting on my ass and whipped my head around so fast that my long blonde waves hit the boy in the face. The blond one started into a giggling fit, grabbing his stomach from laughing so hard.

The only response I had to this was to take his hat. I pulled it off then pulled the curly haired one after me; hurrying to the staircase. I had the hat backwards on my head as I winked at the blond boy as he stared at me in disbelief. He shook his head towards the boy attached to my hand, while he chuckled.

We made it to an empty room. As soon as the door was shut he pushed me on the bed. I smiled as I pulled him down on top of me. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He smiled into it, which made me even happier. He pulled off the hat and pulled me forward. He gently pulled my hair out from under me, which I wasn't expecting. He was really tender and sweet, at the moment though I wanted hot and rough.

I did appreciate the thoughtfulness though. As I pulled him into a kiss again, I felt my head spinning. It was getting fuzzier and fuzzier each kiss that passed. I was trailing his neck and chest with kisses as he put his hand up my dress lifting it up. As he left wet kisses on my neck, I faded out of awareness.