V. House Party
So how are you and 23? Lia asked one Wednesday afternoon over some lasagna escapade. I raised an eyebrow at her. I mean, you and Jake.
We're okay. Nothing special. This is my common response to their usual question about my new guy. Yeah right. Jake is 23. The next day after that resto incident, he asked me out and since then we started dating. I find him cute, really. But still, nothing special as I've said. And oh, he's arranging a party at his place this Friday. He told me to invite you.
That sounds great. Are we supposed to bring dates? Kat asked, chuckling on her last words.
It's up to you, but I suggest not. Eastville guys are gorgeous, just in case you haven't figured that out. They both giggled. Ugh. Girls.
Days passed and I just found myself wearing a red chiffon dress, and utterly late for the party I am going to. I strut over inside the house filled with earsplitting music, occassionally bumping into cute strangers and batting my eyelashes at them, leaving them breathless.
Hey sexy. A voice said softly in my ear, placing his hands on my waist. I looked over and saw Jake smiling at me.
Hey cutie. Am I late? I smiled shyly at him.
No. You're just in time. He said, giving me a peck on the cheek.
Heads turned and envious eyes followed our direction as we passed by them.
I saw Lia and Kat who obviously found their boytoys for tonight. They got here first, obviously excited to meet Eastville guys.
So what's this party for, huh?
Nothing. He said, but the smile on his face tells me otherwise. I eyed him suspiciously as he finished his Martini. Okay. You did not buy it. But if I tell you the reason, I'm sure you're gonna react like it's the cheesiest thing ever.
Oh c'mon Jake. Tell me the cheesiest thing ever. I said as I repeatedly traced his cheekbones with my fingertips down to his jaw. He held my hand and steadied both on his face.
This party's for you. For US. He breathed, eyes closed. Cuz...I just found the girl I can spend my future with. He removed our hands from his face only to plant a kiss on the back of my hand. He looked at me intently, his eyes full of sincerity. Oh jeez. This guy is really serious with me, huh? It feels like he's already asking me to be the mother of his children! Mygaaahd!
Well Jake, I think that's really--
Dude! There you are! I pulled my hand away from his hold and excitedly searched for the person owning that voice, only to be irritated to find out that James is with an annoying plain girl. When will he ever learn that he's better off without her?! Dude! *high five* Oh hey Jas. You look amazing tonight. He flashed me his killer smile.
I always look amazing James, you just don't notice that cuz your vision's not normal. I uttered then eyed Yza with a raised eyebrow.
You sure do Jas. I just don't call it to you cuz I know you have too many guys always telling you that. He smiled at me again then turned to introduce Yza to Jake. I just rolled my eyes at her clothes. Eww. Disgusting. Kat would certainly freak out when she sees THIS mess.
So she must be the reason why James suddenly transferred to your school, huh? Jake said when the two were out of earshot. I rolled my eyes again. Well... I think she's simple and--
BORING. I expressed as I finished my Summertime. He didn't have enough time to react because right on cue, Kat and Lia walked towards us with their `catch`. Just what I thought, they are Jake's friends, equally cute as they should be.
The six of us stayed together the whole night, dancing like the party goers that we really are. Having had a lot of drinks, I'm not sure if I was sober enough to be certain that I was seeing James glaring at Jake and me while we were dancing. There's only one way to find out.
I pulled Jake closer, placing my hands at the back of his neck as I snuggled closer to him. He smiled then clasped his hands tighter, hugging me. I looked at James from the corner of my eyes, and I smiled when I saw him still glaring.
You really are beautiful. His breath touched my cheek, I nodded. Now all I have to do is..make James jealous...by doing this.
I reached for Jake, his lips trembled only for a fraction of a second but then he returned my kisses as passionately as I gave them.
His hand twisted my hair, holding my face securely to his and pulling me closer to him, that even air could not come in between us. The kiss was getting deeper, and I could feel his hand all over me,
crushing his body to mine.
Before you accuse me of being a total slut, let me clear things. First, either you believe it or not, out of the many guys I dated, Jake is only the second guy I kissed. And second, I'm doing THIS on purpose. If you know WHAT I mean.
We both were gasping for air as I pulled back from our kiss. Jake followed my lips, but I opted to plant him a small parting kiss instead. I looked at James and he was STILL indeed glaring. After a second or two, he stormed off to somewhere else.
BINGO :)
