Our bodies lay intertwined with one another, Carter half on my chest. I had just gotten one of the best blowjobs of my freaking life, and she was still here with me. Granted, most of my blowjobs were from some drunk groupie or some girl I met at the bar, so whatever.
My hand lazily grazed the back of her neck, and I could feel her breath start to set in to a drowsy pace. That's when it all happened; the door slammed open and a piercing voice split the scene.
“What. The. Hell?!” Michelle's girlish yelp made my face burn. Carter startled into full consciousness beside me and tugged a sheet over her naked body and my waist. She looked at me worriedly with an “I told you so” look behind her eyes.
“Michelle, get the fuck out. Don't you know how to knock?” I chastised her, reaching into the duffel bag beside my bed and grabbing a pair of basketball shorts for myself and a shirt for Carter.
“I shouldn't need to knock on my boyfriend's door!” she screeched, walking over to the edge of the bed. “Who is this bitch? Another groupie?”
“Back off Michelle. I'm not your boyfriend. We've gone over this. You're drunk as hell, now get. Out.” my voice sharpened into pins and needles as I pulled on the shorts under the covers.
Carter had pulled on my shirt, but refused to move. This had to be terrible for her.
Michelle walked over to me as I stood, dragging her nails across my sides and onto my back. “Brian, come on. You know I'm still your's...” she slurred, trying to lay her head on my chest before I pushed her away forecfully.
“Get the fuck out of here Michelle. I'm done with your shit,” I barked at her and she shrunk back in...fear?
Carter stood up from the bed, coming to stand beside me. Not a good idea babe...
“You!” Michelle screamed, coming after Carter with her hands outstretched. She grabbed onto her shoulders and pushed her to the floor, pinning her down and screaming profanities at her. “You took him away from me, you bitch! You fucking slut!” and the list went on and on.
I had no idea what to do – a fight like this had never bothered to grace my presence. But I guess Carter had it figured out; she pushed Michelle off of her towards the dresser and she hit her head, hard. Michelle screamed and screeched the entire time, but Carter never made a sound – which only made her that more terrifying.
Michelle tried to stand back up, but Carter was already standing over her, a fist-full of Michelle's hair in grasp and pinning her to the dresser. “Don't you. Ever. Call me a slut. I'm not the one who snuck behind Brian's back like a skank and humped every living thing in sight.” she growled and I couldn't help but fear for me.
Michelle started to say something but a loud smack cut her off. Carter had slapped her. Slapped her. I felt my mouth drop in surprise. “Don't fucking try and defend yourself here. You are in no position for trying to call me anything else,” she tugged on her hair and Michelle squeaked. Tears were falling down her now silent cheeks. “Get out.” she released Michelle's head and she stood up immediately. Carter took a step back as Michelle started towards the door, sniffling and whimpering.
I took a few cautionary steps to stand by her side, and she looked up at me as Michelle left the room. “What the hell was that?” I whispered, unable to reach down and find the voice I had possessed just seconds ago.
Carter shrugged nonchalantly and reached for her underwear and tugged it on. “Nothing. I put her in her place. I'm not fragile, Brian.” her voice reassured me and I sure as hell believed her.
“But you..you..you didn't even do anything. No yelling, no fighting. You just.. slapped her..” I muttered, still trying to process what had just happened.
“Well yeah. What else was I going to do? She attacked me and I wasn't going to get all scratched up with a headache because of her. She had no idea what to do except pull at my hair and yell at me. It was really simple, she just needed someone to get back in her face. So that's what I did,” she pulled on her own clothes and fixed her hair back into a loose bun.
I stared at her the whole time, flabbergasted. She could fight and win and she didn't even have to yell or scream or curse; she was a fucking goddess. “You're so god damn beautiful,” I mumbled, and took her in my arms and kissed her sweetly. I felt her smile underneath before joining me and tracing her hands across my chest and stomach. Her touch made me practically weak. And not just weak in the knees, she made me weak all over. I wanted to tremble under her hands and tell her to never stop. I wanted to always be by her side, always touching her someway or another. I was so wrong the first time I lied to her; I wanted this. So bad. I wanted her. I wanted her more than I have ever wanted anyone else before.
She pulled away and my thoughts scattered and my focus was on her. “We should probably get back...people might start worrying,” her voice cascaded around me and I smiled and nodded.
“I'll get dressed,” I confirmed kissing her cheek and reluctantly moving to wear my clothes had been strewn about. She sat on the bed and watched me intently. “What?”
“Nothing,” she grinned. “You just have a cute butt.” she giggled and bit her bottom lip. I raised my eyebrows and smiled
“Do I? I've never heard that before,” I chuckled and pulled on my underwear and jeans, letting them hang off my waist loosely.
Carter nodded and made her way over to me, hooking her fingers in my belt loops. “Mhmm...” she purred and lay her chin on my chest to look up at me. I let my hands hook around her hips and I smirked down at her and kissed the top of her head.
“Let's go. I want another drink,” I muttered and walked her towards the door where we made our way downstairs and into the kitchen. A number of people had left, but there was still enough around to be having a party. Jimmy was had a little blonde hanging on him and I smiled at his achievement. We all knew he would get a girl somehow. People filtered back and forth to the backyard where they were swimming or drinking, or doing whatever. I walked my little street fighter through the crowd and outside where the coolness of the air swept over us and took away the heat from inside.
“Jeeze, it's colder out here than I thought,” Carter shivered next to me and I pulled her close into my side.
“I'll keep you warm,” I purred, running a hand up and down her side. She smiled and leaned on me, looking at everyone who was here. Though we were amongst everyone, I still felt as though we were protected by our own little world. Like we were on our own, and nobody could bother us.
“Hey there you two! You disappeared once the fireworks went off, what happened?” Johnny spoke up behind us and we both turned to look at him.
“Oh. I showed Carter the rooftop view,” I smirked at him and he nodded understanding fully.
“Alright, alright, cool. Did you guys see Michelle anywhere?” the mention of her name made Carter tense up slightly beside me. “Val's lookin for her, and nobody can find her.”
Carter shrugged and answered before I could. “Haven't seen her. Maybe she left.” Atta girl.
I nodded in agreement. “No idea.” Carter and I shared an identical grin and Johnny walked off in search of Michelle once more.
There was no way Michelle was ever coming back to me again. Thank God.

Alice's POV

Matt and I stumbled into the house, giggling uncontrollably. We had just come back from the pier where Matt had snuck a big bottle of Jack. Needless to say, we had had some serious fun.
We had started off simple – drinking straight from the bottle. But once our minds had clouded up, it had turned into body shots, and quickly. Everyone cheered as we walked in, for reasons I am still unsure of, but whatever, we joined in anyway. He led me up the stairs, crawling halfway.
I stumbled through the door, and giggled before falling on the bed. “Maaaattt?” I cooed. The side of the bed dipped where he fell and I looked over at him.
“Yes my dear?” his voice was slurred and that only made me laugh even more. His deep, husky laugh joined mine and we fell into a fit for a few seconds before calming down again.
“I...am so drunk,” I laughed out and ran my hand down his face slowly. Matt's hand draped on my hip and I smiled, closing my eyes.
“I know, I know. I am too,” he whispered, his tone changing dramatically into seriousness. My laughter fell and I stared into his swirled hazel eyes. He leaned down to my lips and pressed his lips to mine lazily, which I happily returned. My body rolled underneath his and our mouths danced elegantly against one another.
“Alice?” Matt pulled away and whispered on my skin, kissing my cheeks and jawline. I rolled my head back in response, waiting for him to continue. “I love you...” he murmured lowly.
Those three words sobered me up almost immediately, and I pushed on Matt's shoulders to get him off. “What?” I couldn't help the snap in my voice.
Matt looked at me, clearly wasted off his ass. “What?” he asked. I don't think he remembered what he just said.
I shook my head and decided to let it go. We were both drunk – very drunk, and it was inevitable that this was going to happen at some point tonight. “Nevermind,” I muttered and looked back at him, only to find his eyes had fluttered shut and he was snoring quietly beside me on his back. His arms were above his head and his legs were sprawled beneath him. It was adorable to say the least.
I smiled at the sight and decided it was probably best to go to sleep. I stripped off my shorts and shirt and pulled on one of Matt's. He snorted beside me and I giggled as I pressed my back into his side. “Good night, Matt,” I whispered and I felt him shift into me. His broad back was like a blanket to me and I felt myself drift slowly into unconsciousness. My last tangible thought was Matt's admission to his love for me.
A low groan vibrated my back and I opened my eyes only to immediately regret it. My head throbbed and I pulled a pillow over my face. Matt seemed to be awake too; he had rolled over face down with an arm draped over my stomach.
“Ali?” he croaked, his voice muffled through the fabric.
“Hm?” I huffed, my stomach raising his arm. He pulled on me softly and I pressed myself onto his back.
“My head hurts.” I could tell he was sincerely in pain, and I felt my own head pulse with the hangover.
“Mine too...” I whined and rolled over onto my stomach. “Why did we get so drunk?”
I felt him chuckle softly. “I don't know. But what I remember was a shit ton of fun.”
I smiled to myself; he was absolutely right. But then I remembered his comment last night in here. After a few seconds of silence, I shifted and sat up slowly. “Matt?”
He turned on his side and looked up at me from under the pillow. He seemed to sense the distress in my voice. “Did I do something?”
I couldn't answer him right now. I wanted to. So desperately. It didn't help that he probably wouldn't remember what he said to me. “Uhm..How much do you remember?” I asked carefully.
Matt looked at me curiously. “I...I remember that we took body shots..and..I remember being really drunk. And..I think that's it. I remember laying down, but not falling asleep.”
I nodded understandingly. “Alright. Okay.” I lay back down and looked at his face closely.
“Alice. Please tell me if I said something stupid last night. I really don't want to have hurt you or something because I was so stupid...” he murmured softly, tracing a finger down my cheek. “Please?”
I looked at him through my lashes and shrugged. “It's nothing. You just...you said something. Not offensive, just...odd.” he watched me questionably, waiting for my full answer. “You...you said you loved me. And I know you were drunk, and I'm probably just over-reacting, but it was still said and it still made me...I dunno. Not uncomfortable, but. Weird, I guess.”
Matt looked at me and sat up, sighing into his hands. “I'm an idiot. Jesus, I am so sorry, Alice. I was drunk, and I obviously wasn't thinking, and I just...” he gulped and looked back at me. “I'm sorry..”
I sat up slowly and wrapped my hands around his neck. “It's okay, really. Just as long as you realize how it made me feel.”

“Of course. And I'll try my best to hold my tongue around you when I'm drunk. I don't want to fuck this up.”

Notes

Sooooo sorry it's been so long, guys! I've been unbelievably busy and stressed with my college classes. Please forgive me!! <3