Christian

You're friend Emily has been begging you for weeks to go to some party Jake was throwing. Jake is very popular and has invited the whole grade over to his house because his parents are out of town for the weekend. Perfect, right? Wrong. You hate partying and you hate big crowds but Emily loves the rush and the adrenaline.

Please come with me! This is the biggest party of the year and you haven't been to one! Emily begged excitedly, she had a huge crush on Jake and she wanted you to help her get closer to him.

I don't know Em. You know I hate all of the loud music and drunk people. You should just go with Alice.

You murmured, clearly hating the idea of going to a huge party especially at some stupid jock's house.

Yeah but I want you there with me! You're the one who knows how to get her way with words! Pleaseeee!

She begged even more, giving you "The Eyes".

You sighed heavily and rolled your eyes. Fine. But only for you. You groaned in a boring tone.

YES! THANK YOU! She squealed in a high-pitched tone and hugged you tight and ran off.

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At the party:

There wasn't really a theme to the party so most people were dressed casually in normal clothes, some in dresses and suits. Almost like a prom for old people. You were just wearing cute ripped jeans and a white crop-top with no straps. Emily was wearing a beautiful red dress that was down half of her thigh to impress Jake. You and Emily talked for a bit and the other boys helped set up the drinking station which was more than enough for everyone to go wild.

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The music was blaring, the lights were a beautiful set of changing colors, and the moon was shining on the pool where most of the people were hanging out. You lost count of how many drinks you had so you were pretty drunk. Drunk enough to make your vision slightly blurry. Eventually, you felt someone grab onto your waist and start kissing your neck, but they didn't seem drunk at all. But you didn't care, you just let yourself feel their lips on your neck and jawline. After that, everything went dark.

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The next morning:

You slowly woke up with your head pounding, the blaring music and all of the drinks took a really deep toll on you. You looked around the room, it wasn't yours.

Where am I?

You mumbled to yourself as you looked next to you. The other side of the bed was empty but you could tell someone was just there. You ran your hand through your messy but still sexy hair and stood up. You looked in the mirror and found multiple dark purple hickeys all over your neck and arms. You were only wearing an oversized T-shirt and nothing else. But wait...it looked so familiar. You smelled the aroma of food cooking and you were absolutely starving so you walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Someone was cooking breakfast. He had a big tattoo on his back and raw scratch marks everywhere.

"Wait. I know that tattoo. CHRISTIAN?!"

You thought to yourself, you could practically hear his smirk, almost as if he was reading your thoughts. You saw the deep red scratch marks on his bare back, you were so confused.

Good morning princess. How are you feeling?

He said, his voice is low and seeming a bit sore. He turned around and leaned against the counter, his eyes raking over you in his T-shirt that covered that perfect naked body underneath.