The week before Johnny’s birthday was the longest fucking week I had ever had to suffer through. Everyday I wandered around the house in complete daze thinking about Jacoby, and so many questions ran through my mind that I wanted so badly for him to be there to answer.

But he wasn’t.

The day of Johnny’s party was an exciting day not just for Johnny, but for me as well. I would finally get to see Jacoby again. My week of suffering was about to end.

Everyone got all fancied up and got ready to go to Club 911. I decided to where this purple dress that would make any guys eyes bulge out of their skulls and that was exactly what I wanted to happen. I wanted to make Jacoby interested in me, to come over and talk to me. I craved his attention. I know that sounds kind of obsessive but hey I have needs to ya know.

As I walked down the three flights of stairs, which in 3 inch heals is not easy to do; I finally made it to the living room where everyone was waiting for me, and for Jacoby and his friends to get there so the limo could bring us to the club. All eyes fell on me as I made it off the last step safely. I suddenly felt really really slutty in the dress because everyones faces were making giant O’s with their mouths.

“Oh. My. God Bree. You look so, so, ugh…..” Val started to say but her sentence was completed for her when someone I thought about all too much opened the door and stepped inside.

“Hot” Jacoby said as he closed the door behind him.

“Ugh, thanks’ I said shyly before a small blush crept up onto my face.

I was saved from saying something stupid when the limo driver beeped signaling us all to get in and onto the club. Of course I sat next to Jacoby, but just by accident I swear.

Within 15 minutes we were at the club and ready to party. We could hear the music before we even opened the door, and when we did we say Johnny and a couple other people that I hadn’t met yet already on the dance floor. The DJ played good music and everyone was grinding and having a good time. That’s when I realized that I was probably the only sober one left in the whole club.

I walked up to Matt and asked him if it was ok if I still got a drink because I know I’m still underage and I didn’t want to get him in trouble.

“Naw, Bree your cool. I know the bartender, and drinks are free anyways so your all set, go help yourself, just be careful and don’t go overboard ok. I don’t need a repeat of what happened with you and Brian out on the deck a couple weeks ago.”

“Yea yea ok, thanks Matt.” I said then I walked towards the bar.

I got to the bar and sat on a stool and ordered a Sex On The Beach. A few moments later a pair of arms snaked themselves around my waist. I turned around on my stool until I was face to face with a smiling Jacoby in a drunken stupor breathing down on my face. He leaned in until I could feel his breath on my ear.

“Gladly” he whispered in my ear sending shivers up my whole body.

I had to fight my urge to take him back to Matt’s house and rip off all his clothes. I ducked under his arm and decided that it was a good time to say happy birthday to Johnny.

I slowly crept up behind him then once I was close enough screamed like bloody murder in his ears. He jumped up so high I though he was going to piss himself.

“Oh shit! Bree that is so not funny. You scared the living fuck out of me just then.!” He smiled then I smiled back. He playfully hit me in the face and I playfully hit him back but before I could even blink Johnny was suddenly on the ground in front of me with a very very drunk Jacoby on top of him attempting to punch Johnny in the face but he missed every time.

“Jacoby what the fucks wrong with you, what do you think your doing?” I screamed at him trying to pull him off Johnny at the same time, but I was failing miserably.

Jacoby turned to face me.

“He hit you so I’m hitting him back for you.”

“Jacoby, he didn’t hit me, we were just playing, but if you don’t get off of him this second I’m seriously going to hit you so hard you will be knocked into the next year!”

“Fine take his side, just because he is the stupid fucking birthday boy. Whatever, I know what I saw.” He got off of Johnny and stormed out of the club, and I ran out after him.

He called a cab and I got in after him, and took him back to Matt’s house. I unlocked the door and dragged a very heavy Jacoby to the couch. Unfortunately for me he had passed out in the cab, and he reeked of Jack Daniels. I placed him on the couch and got a pillow and a blanket from the closet. Then I went across the hall to get a bucket just in case he couldn’t make it to the bathroom. I gave him a glass of water and some aspirin for when he woke up. I gave him a kiss on the forehead then went to bed.

When I woke up the next morning I realized that I wasn’t the only one in my bed, I turned to see Jacoby with his mouth open and him slightly snoring.

I laughed and smiled to myself before snuggling up closer to him then going back to sleep.