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21 Steps to Get the Wrong Guy

Step 12

"You want one?" a guy slurred as he held out a drink for me. I politely declined it and as he was about to walk off, Christian grabbed the beer bottle out of the guy's hand and downed it.

The more and more drinks he took in, the less comfortable I started to feel.

He burped loudly and I scrunched up my nose. "Hey, you want to dance?" he asked.

I smiled slightly. He looked pretty steady so I don't think he would fall on me if we danced a bit. I nodded and he led me where everyone else was grinding on each other. I started to dance face to face with Christian but then he turned me around and pulled me into him.

I laughed at his forwardness and the quickness of the movement. I danced stiffly, pretty awkward with the situation I found myself in. I was grinding with the guy of my dreams. I've never danced like this.

"Relax," Christian whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I let him take the lead and we started to dance pretty smoothly.

A few girls tried to cut in between us which I thought was just ridiculous. We were like glued together. He pulled my hips so close to him I swear I could feel every part of him. Don't make me go into details about that.

Then this girl must have been drunk out of her mind because she started grinding on me. I started to push her away but Christian laughed.

"Let her be, she'll leave soon," he told me so I let them sandwich me.

He lied.

That girl didn't leave anytime soon and instead she turned around and kissed me in front of everyone there. I could hear shouts and hoots from the guys as they clapped at us.

I pushed her away and looked at her like she was crazy. "You must be really drunk," I said.

She smiled and laughed. "It was a dare and since I know everyone at this party but you, I figured I'd welcome you in. Welcome to the party," she replied.

I smiled slightly at her and she laughed once more before leaving. Guys passed by Christian and I with winks and thumbs up. I could feel myself blushing as I kept dancing.

"Too bad you're not wearing a skirt," Christian said to me, over the music.

"Why?" I called back.

"Then I could finger you while we're dancing," he joked.

I laughed and slapped his arm. "You're such a perv," I said with another laugh.

"You know, I was thinking-"

"Hey Chris, you up for a game of spin the bottle?" someone asked Christian, cutting off his sentence.

He looked at me for a moment and then nodded with a smirk. He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to a different room where people were sitting on top of a pool table.

"Christian, I don't know about this. I'm not sure I even know how to kiss," I told him.

"What do you mean? You never been kissed?" he asked.

I shook my head. "I've been kissed but it was such a long time ago," I confided.

He shrugged. "Who cares? Most of the people are drunk already anyway. They won't even remember," he tried to make me feel better. It worked slightly but then I realized I would get the beer off of people's lips.

I'm not afraid of getting drunk, I just really don't like beer. It has such a horrible and foul taste. I don't see how anyone could like it but that seemed to be the main drink at this party.

"It's the life of the party," some girl yelled when she saw Christian.

There was a lot of greetings from guys and flirting from girls as Christian led me to an open spot on the table. We climbed up and someone placed a beer bottle in the center.

"Everyone knows the rules right?" a guy asked. Everyone agreed and then he spun.

And the game continued. I started to lose a bit of interest when it kept landing on the same bunch of people and many times on Christian.

It was Christian's turn again and I didn't think I could take watching him kiss another girl anymore. It's been like fifty times. This game sucks.

The bottle kept spinning and spinning and I figured it would land on the general area it's been landing on.

Instead, the bottle slows and goes right pass the girls and lands on me. He turns to me with a smile and pulls me in. Before I knew it we were kissing.

It was extremely sloppy. There were no fireworks and no magic moment and completely no buildup.

He practically sucked my face off. His tongue flew everywhere and his slobber covered my lips. He reminded me of Heather's old dog.

Now I realized why every girl that kissed him covered her face after kissing him. They were secretively wiping off his spit. Disgusting.

And the fact that he reeked of alcohol wasn't too appealing either. It was very hard to look over especially since the sickening smell of beer smeared all over the space under my nose.

Once he finally pulled away I took a breath and wiped his slobber off, not even bothering to disguise it as anything else.

Christian had a dorky smile on his face. I pretended to adorn mine with one too.
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so next chapter should be up tomorrow or the next day
I have it mostly typed because I forgot to split up the two steps and almost put it with this one
well I got to get to bed so yea
hope you enjoyed