Punch-Drunk Love

I untied the straps of my striped bikini as I laid face down on a pool chair in my backyard. The Arizona sun was beating down on my skin, but I was so used to it that I barely noticed. I scrolled through the thousands of songs on my iPod, before settling on blink-182. I set the alarm to go off in 20 minutes, so I could flip over, before placing my head down and covering my face with a towel.

What felt like no more than 5 minutes later, my ear-buds were being tugged from my ears. I muttered some curse words under my breath, before pulling the towel off of my face and squinting in the bright sun.

“Damn Sadie, we don’t live in a nudist neighborhood,” my neighbor Stephen said with a devilish smirk, “But now I wish we did.”

“You’re such a perve,” I said reaching around to tie my top, “Now why did you interrupt my tanning time?”

“Because you have to meet the new band members,” he said motioning behind me.

I pushed myself up and turned over to face the direction Stephen motioned in. Standing at the edge of my chair was Jess, John and two new faces.

“Sadie meet Brian, our singer and Josh our lead guitarist,” John said shooting me a smile.

“Hi guys, nice to meet you,” I said taking in their appearances.

Josh had platinum blonde hair, and had a few tattoos from what I could see. He stood almost awkwardly and held his hand on the back of his neck. He had on skinny jeans and a black t-shirt, which made him look even paler.

Brian had sandy blonde hair, and a smirk attached to his lips. He had an air of arrogance about him, and I couldn’t help but cock an interested eyebrow at him. He had on black skinny jeans, and a basketball jersey that showed off his tanned arms.

“So, we came here for another reason,” Jess said sitting on the chair next to mine, “My parents are out of town again, shocker right? Which of course means we’re having another party.”

“Which means I have to flirt with the creepy liquor store owner for booze again,” I said with a groan, “You guys are lucky I love you.”

“So that’s a yes?” John said with a grin.

I just rolled my eyes, before picking up my towel and iPod and motioning for them to follow me inside. I told them to make themselves at home while I went upstairs to shower and get ready since I hadn’t earlier in the day.

I took my time showering, considering we didn’t have to rush to be anywhere. Once I was out, I wrapped a towel around my body and rifled through my drawers for the outfit I only wore to score us all alcohol. I slipped on the black thong, and black push-up bra, before drying and straightening my hair. I teased my hair to add a little volume, before applying my normal make-up, and topping it off with a ghastly amount of pink-shimmer lip gloss.

My favorite skinny jeans were next to go on, followed by my low-cut white camisole that was a little too tight and short. I made sure to pack a normal shirt and a pair of flip-flops before slipping on the black high heels I despised and grabbing my overnight bag.

I ignored the stares from Josh and Brian when I walked downstairs, and told them that we needed to hurry because my feet were already killing me. We piled into two cars, Jess and Stephen’s, before driving to the old liquor store that I dreaded.

“Alright girl, give em a show,” John said slapping my ass as I got the money from Jess.

I pulled my cami down just enough to make the cleavage even more noticeable, and slightly pulled the sides of the thong up to add to my slutty look. I made sure I knew what everyone wanted, before trudging into the liquor store.

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“I am never fucking doing this again,” I said disgusted as I rolled the cart up to the car, “That pervert stuck the receipt into my shirt and wouldn’t stop hitting on me.”

Everyone just laughed, and I glared at them while they put the alcohol into the trunk. I climbed into the backseat of Jess’ car next to Brian, before kicking my heels off and digging through my bag. I slid the white cami off, leaving me in only my bra, before sliding my oversized blue Beatles tank on. I noticed Brian looking at me, so I sent him a wink before turning my focus back to the front of the car.

The whole ride to Jess’ house, I couldn’t help but to sneak glances at Brian. I was entranced by his voice, and the smile that seemed stuck to his face. He knew the words to every song on the radio, and sang the words perfectly over Jess, John and I.

When we arrived at Jess’ large house, it was only 6PM, and we decided that we were in need of dinner. I offered to cook us some grilled cheese, along with Jess and the boys all agreed that that would be a good idea as they popped in a movie and plopped onto the couches.

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By 11:30 the party was in full swing, and I could feel my buzz getting stronger and stronger. I stumbled into the crowded house from the backyard where I had just smoked with John and a few other friends. I could feel my brain swirling, but it didn’t stop me from grabbing another drink.

I drank it rather quickly as I stumbled through the crowd and tried making my way upstairs. I successfully dodged the couples making out on the stairs, and let out a sigh of relief as I walked into the quiet hallway. I walked down to the bathroom, realizing that I really need to pee, but ran into someone’s chest. I let out a soft giggle as the alcohol sloshed onto my arm, and looked up when the person giggled too.

“I’m sorry, Brian,” I said with another giggle, “Wait, I just realized I don’t know you that well, lets get to know each other.”

“I like the sound of that Sadie,” he said sounding just as drunk as I was while licking his lips.

We talked for a short while, and soon I was up against the wall with Brian mere inches away. His hands found their way to the wall beside my head, and in seconds our lips were forcefully connected.

I slid my arms around his neck, making sure not to spill my drink, and deepened the kiss. His hands traveled to my waist, and he pulled me even closer.

“Wait, I have to pee, hold my cup. I can’t take it into the bathroom, that’s gross,” I drunkenly rambled as I put the cup in his hand.

I slid past him into the bathroom and did my business as quick as possible. Once I washed my hands and cleaned up my eyeliner, I opened the bathroom door. I didn’t even get a foot in the hallway, before I was pushed back into the bathroom and up against the reclosed door.

“You can’t bring cups into the bathroom, sir,” I smirked to Brian as he hovered by my face.

“Good thing it’s empty then,” he said with a slur before closing the gap between our lips.

I smirked into the kiss and tangled my fingers into his short blonde locks. We moved around the whole bathroom, and the last thing I could vividly remember was being hoisted onto the counter and both of us shedding our shirts.