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Chapter 4
Unexpected jealously washed over me as I saw Alex kissing Brenna. I kept staring for what seemed like hours while they swapped spit.
"Ow! What the fuck, man?!" I was taken out of my reverie by a hard elbow slamming into my gut. I whirled to look at the culprit. David.
He said something but I couldn't hear him over the loud music.
"What?" I yelled.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me close to his body. His lips were almost touching my ear, and I could feel his soft breath on me. I shivered.
"You gotta stop looking at him, D. People will start to notice. Now common, lets go get something to drink." With that he dragged me away towards the drinks. I knew that I shouldn't, but I looked back at Alex.. He was still kissing her. I felt someone looking at me so I shifted my eyes to the right and my eyes widened in surprise. There was Andrew looking at me with a knowing smile. Fuck. I turned back to David and we finally got some Smirnoff. I followed him to the backyard, and into the Traci's gazebo where we sat on the giant swing seat.
We sat in silence, just watching and other people. I threw my head back, letting the smooth liquor slide down my throat. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw David looking at me. I faced him and our eyes locked. He was staring at me intently and the light from the back porch gave his now dark eyes sparkle. It was making me uncomfortable and I had to resist from squirming in my seat like a little boy.
"What?" I blurted out.
He looked away and downed the rest of his drink. After throwing it somewhere unknown, he stood up and twisted around to look at me.
"I'm going to go get another drink, want one?" he asked.
I shook my head slightly to clear it of confusion and replied saying, "Uh.yeah, sure."
He walked towards the house and was passed by Kat who must have asked where I was because he pointed back to me.
"What's this, D? You're at a party. Stop hiding and come dance with me. Straight guys don't know how to dance." And with that she dragged me off into the house and into the living room. We began dancing to a hot song and I found myself putting everything else out of my mind. Mark came to dance with Kat so I left them to go search for David.
I couldn't find him in the kitchen nor could I find him anywhere on the rest of the first floor, so I grabbed another drink and ventured upstairs. There were people making out all over the place. Either that or guys trying to score with girls, or people falling all over themselves laughing because they were so drunk. One girl from my Economics class, Kimmy or Tammy or something came up to me and tried to strike up a conversation. Only she just ended up saying shit that made no sense and then falling into me. She had always been pretty decent whenever we had talked, so I decided to get her to a safe place. I didn't know who she hung out with so that left me with the option of getting her into a bed to sleep it off. I tried 4 bedrooms but they were all.occupied. Amazingly the fifth room I tried was empty. Triumphant, I carried her to the bed and settled in next to her to finish my drink. I was still feeling tired.
I slowly drifted off into a light sleep. I dreamed a wonderful dream. Alex was in the room with Andrew. They were talking in hushed voices near me, fighting over who got to fuck me. Finally there was silence, followed by the opening and closing of a door. I felt a weight on the mattress next to my hip. My shirt was lifted off my skin and I could feel a light draft on my stomach. It was kind of cold and I could feel my nipples stiffening. An amazingly warm hand placed itself on my abs, running up my chest to pinch and tug at my left nipple. I gasped with pleasure, waking myself up.
Holy Fuck. Alex was sitting there. It was no dream. He saw that I was up and gave me one of those sexy ass smirks and tugged again. I moaned. All thoughts of keeping my heart safe flew out the window and I pulled him down to wipe away any trace of his kiss with Brenna. I groaned against his lips; they were so soft and moist. I flicked my tongue out to trace his bottom lip. I bit down softly. I was dying to taste him. He opened his mouth and let me in. Oh fuck he tasted good. He lifted my shirt off completely and then continued to kiss me. We duelled for a bit until he sucked on my tongue. I lost it. I pulled him so that his body was over mine, grabbed his ass and ground my cock into his. Shit, he was packing a big one. I was leaking like crazy, thinking about how good it would feel to have it in me.
Alex moved his mouth to my neck where he started sucking and licking at my skin. He would bite me sometimes, making me so fucking hot. I held his head there and opened my legs to let him rest in between. He placed his hot hands on my waist and began to dry fuck me. I wanted to feel him in my hand but before I could try, he moved his hand to mine. Even being touched through my jeans made me almost cum. I reached for the zipper but he shoved my hand away and did it himself. He slipped his hand under my boxers and oh fuck. He wrapped his hand around my cock for the first time and I nearly jumped off the bed. I grabbed his biceps and ground my teeth as he slowly, teasingly stroked me. I was about to tell him to go faster when the door opened.
David stood there; the angriest expression I had ever seen on his face. I pushed Alex off my frantically, pulling on my shirt and zipping back up in record timing. David pulled way from the door roughly, shoving Andrew who was standing right behind him grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat, out of his way. I was going to run after him but Alex held me back. I struggled against his hold and was finally able to break away. I scanned the lawn for any sign of David.
What the fuck was going on? First Kat, now David was acting weird. Then I remembered the look David and Alex had shared in the parking lot. Something fucked was going on between those two. And I would find out what. I couldn't very well fuck Alex and have David hate me for it. Even though I really, really wanted to. I could still feel his body up against me. I shivered.
My phone rang. I looked at the screen and say Dave in the caller id.
"Where are you?"
He was silent for a minute. I opened my mouth to ask him again when he said, "I'm waiting outside the car." And he hung up.
Someone was acting pissy. I started walking towards my car. I saw him sitting on the roof, legs spread, leaning forward, hands clasped; all in all looking very intimidating even without that half-menacing glower on his face. When I came closer, he jumped off and walked to the drivers door. He all but yanked the car door off and climbed in, starting the engine. I approached the passengers side slowly and when I hesitated to get in, he turned his head to look at me and I decided not to mess with him in this mood so I opened the door and sat down. As soon as I shut the door he sped off, revving down the street. I had driven with David while he was in one of his moods, but he was driving faster than usual.
"Slow down, Dave."
He ignored me.
"David! Slow the fuck down," I repeated.
He banged his hand against the steering wheel making me jump.
"Damnit, D. Why the fuck are you messing around with him?! He's no fucking good for you."
"Woah. Okay, seriously, what's going on with you two."
"Nothing! Ugh. Just.sigh. Nothing."
He pulled up in my drive way and we got out. I opened my front door and let him in behind me. We made our way quietly down the stairs to my room and started stripping down to sleep. For once I didn't want to look at him. His attitude was pissing me off-he wasn't even telling me the reason for why he was being this way. I fell into my bed and pulled the covers back over my body. I closed my eyes and waited for him to climb in behind me. But he didn't. Instead, I heard him open my closet door and rustle around. I turned around to see what he was doing and was shocked to see him pulling out another comforter blanket and pillow and spreading out his makeshift bed on the floor.
I decided it would be best not to ask any questions, and just turned back around and turned off the lamp. I would let him chill out for the night and get some answers in the morning.