friendship

C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

What the hell was I thinking?
I was sitting there with a half empty drink in my hand not really sure what it was. I was up on the countertop in someone's house I didn’t know because my friend thought it be a good idea to get out. I was left by my own drinking something I didn’t know but I felt fuzzy and good. I could hear the music and it was blaring which was on the verge of giving me a headache. I couldn’t understand why I had to get out more. I don’t usually like people maybe that’s why she made me come out. I was in a slinky purple tank top and some black jean shorts. I took a sip of my drink and it made me even more fuzzy. Then someone walked in I could see their shoes and I knew they were standing right in front of me. But I didn’t even dare look up I didn’t care and I didn’t want to be here. Then there was fingers put under my chin and made me look up. And I saw none other than Seth Green the most popular guy in school. “Yes?” I asked in not such a polite tone. He gave me a weird look then looked at the drink in my hand and looked even more confused. “You’re drinking? The goody two shoes is drinking?” I gave him a weird look then downed it and his mouth was open a bit. I smirked “Yes and you know me Seth?” He smirked a bit “Yeah I do Sophie Edwards.” I was a bit shocked. “You know me how mister popular?” He shrugged “Oh we just used to hang out until High school.” I was surprised that he remembered. I just nodded and reached behind me for another cup and started to drink that one. “Why are you drinking Soph?” I shook my head indicating I didn’t want him to use the nickname.” Oh you don’t like me calling you Soph?” I shrugged “Whatever Sethy.” I took another sip of the drink. “Why are you drinking Soph?” I sighed “Because I can Sethy get over it, I’m not the same girl I was okay?” and with that I jumped down and walked away to where everyone was dancing. I felt someone grab me by my waist and start dancing, I looked back to the person and I had no clue who it was. So I shrugged and started grinding on him from across the thing I saw Lexi my best friend who dragged me here. She waved and did the whole thumbs up thing. I laughed and then I felt the guy behind me leave and I kept dancing and drinking. Then I felt someone else behind me and I just went with it. By this time I was thoroughly drunk off my ass. I turned around and saw the one and only Seth Green I kept dancing. Then there was a slow song, since when was there ever slow songs? but whatever. I went to walk away but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back into him. I think he was semi drunk but not as much as me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his around my waist. I laid my head on his shoulder and yawned he bent down his head and I thought he was gonna say something but he just kissed my neck. To be completely honest I kind of liked it- wait what am I thinking? I pulled back and looked at him and he leaned in and I was stuck. Then his lips were on mine and I kissed back, he slipped his thumbs into my hemline of my shorts. He broke the kiss and he went to my ear. “Do you want to go somewhere else?” I couldn’t speak so I just nodded. He nodded and pulled me up the stairs and to a room which looked very familiar. I looked around in the dim lights and saw a picture. Of a little boy and a little girl playing in some tall grass. I had the same picture I knew that had to be Seth. He came up behind me and started to kiss my neck. I pointed at the picture “That’s us.” he nodded and pulled me over to the bed. He gently pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he put his hands on my hip bones. He leaned down and kissed neck and I moved it to one side for easier access. He found my sweet spot and it caused me to moan. He smiled against my skin and I pushed him off and got on top of him. I straddled him and kissed down his neck and got his sweet spot instantly. He moaned which made me smirk. I started to push his shirt up and he knew what I wanted. He sat up and I helped him take it off then he looked at my tank and messed with the end. I put my arms up and he took it off and threw it on the floor. He picked me up and then pressed me into the bed again but farther up. He played with my pants while kissing me he licked my lip for entrance and I denied just to tease him. He groaned then went down my leg and pinched, which made me gasp, which he took full opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth. Then I felt my zipper go down and I pulled back a bit, he looked at me “Do you not want to?” I just shrugged because I had no clue. He nodded and kissed down my neck and hit my sweet spot and I moaned. “You sure now?” I nodded my head. He unzipped my pants and pulled them down and threw them with on the floor. He started to do his pants but then I helped then pushed them down. He kicked them off and onto the floor. He pulled up the covers and removed our undergarments “You sure Soph?” I just nodded and then you can guess what happened from there.
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