My Brothers' Mafia Best Friend

Chapter 5

The music is blasting as we walk downstairs. Dancing, sweaty and even drunk people are in the house and the backyard partying and the party has only been on for about half an hour, maybe a little longer.

"Lets go find the boys!" Summer shouts over the blasting music and grabs my hand, dragging and squeezing me through people. By boys I hope she means Jason and Asher.

"Happy birthday, birthday girls!" A girl shouts making both me and Summer turn around. She's blonde and has a very bright red lipstick on her lips.

"Thank you!" We say and continue our search for Asher and Jason.

"Babe!" I hear Jason voice call from behind me and I turn around to see him with his friends. "They're there!" I shout to Summer making her turn around.

We walk towards the boys, Jason is wearing a black shirt with some letters on and blue ripped jeans. "Hi!" I say and he pulls me in for a hug. "Happy birthday, baby!" He shouts over the loud music and we kiss. I can taste the alcohol on his lips and I can tell he's a little tipsy.

"Thank you" I smile and hug him.

"Happy birthday girls!" An obnoxiously high pitched voice says from behind me and I roll my eyes before turning around to find none other than Taylor. The Queen bee.

I don't think I've ever liked this girl. Luckily the meetings mutual.

"Thank you, Taylor." Summer says politely and I nod in thanks. "Yeah, whatever." She says, flipping her brown hair and walking off to the dance floor or my so called living room.

"Gift, I want to give you babe." He drunkenly says grabbing my hand and pulling me to his chest. When I stumble into his chest he stumbles back.

He places a kiss on the side of my mouth. "Yeah, just ignore him, Aves he's a bit drunk." Asher says pating his shoulder. "I m-mean babe I want to give you, your present." He says, grabbing my hand.

I nod and we walk to the surprisingly, nearly empty kitchen. "He-here." He says leaning against the kitchen counter to steady himself. He is drunk.

I grab the pink box and open it to see a pair of small earrings with two small diamonds on, they're amazing. "Thank you!" I say and jump into his arms, causing him to fall back and take me down with him. We laugh and stand up kissing.

His tongue dives in my mouth, leaving the taste if alcohol and cigarettes behind. I pull away.

"Did you smoke? " I ask him, eyebrows furrowing.

"Just a l-little." He says and I roll my eyes and turn around to grab a drink. "I love you." He whispers in my ear, pulling my back against his front. "Yeah, me too." I mumble.

"Don't get angry." He pleads and kisses my cheek.

"Let's go dance." I change the subject and take a sip from the tequila strawberry mix, Tristan insisted we had.

"Yeah, let's go." Jason agrees, drunkenly leading me to where everyone's dancing.

The song I'm not the only one, comes on. I wrap my arms around his neck and he grabs me by the waist, pulling me flush against him. We start swaying back and forth, along with everyone else in the room and he looks at me in the eyes. "You look beautiful." He says pulling me closer. "And you're drunk." I say making him chuckle.

I place a kiss to his lips.

We continue dancing together to a few other songs, by dancing I mean making out half of them. But no ones paying attention to us, so I don't really care. If the circumentances were different the furthest we would go, would probably be Jason holding me by the waist.