We Need No Introduction

“We’ve got the clear, let’s go,” Leana said as I followed her into Jimmy’s car. Everyone else was at Ville’s right now, waiting on us. Even though… they had already started drinking without us. Leana and I didn’t tell them we were drinking, that would only end badly. Instead we told them that we were going to see a movie with Jimmy and then he was going to take me over to Val and Michelle’s to spend the night while Leana was going to go to Gena’s.

It worked, didn’t it?

Yes. Yes, it did. It worked rather well, I would say.

“Let’s go get crunk!” Jimmy said.

“Crunk?” I asked.

“Yes, crunk, young Blair,” Jimmy said in a ‘mature’ voice. “Crunk. The mix between crazy and drunk… I think.” Jimmy pulled out of the driveway and I laughed, as did Leana.

“Okay, let’s go get crunk,” Leana said as she laced Jimmy’s finger’s with her own.

“Crunk it is,” I said to the pair. Jimmy drove down the road. “You know how to get to Ville’s, right?”

Jimmy scoffed. “Do you doubt my navigational skills?”

“Yes.”

“…Fine. See to it that I don’t get you anything for your birthday.”

“My birthday isn’t for a while. You might change your mind by then.”

“Sure... You’d like to think that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yep. Because I know you.”

Jimmy laughed. “Okay then. We’ll see.”

++

“You drunk people are fucking hilarious!” Ville yelled at Ryan (yes, he was here) and Knoxville.

I laughed. “So are you! With your… arms all… flailing out like that!” I laughed some more, holding my bottle of vodka upright as I fell onto my back. We all sat on the floor in a large circle passing around bottles of alcohol.

“He’sh a biird!” Bam exclaimed, laughing. Due to my intoxicated state, I couldn’t help but laugh. My world was all blurry, spinning and everything. But I felt like I was on top of the world.

“Biiirddiee Valllllo!” I slurred right back, still lying down.

Leana cracked up as well, pushing her forehead into my shoulder, her small body shaking with laugher.

Meanwhile, I was bathing in the euphoria that is being drunk as hell, or in Jimmy’s case, ‘crunk.’ I couldn’t help but to smile.

I sat up, gasping. “Birdie Valo,” I slurred, getting up while taking a sip of my drink. I stumbled and giggled.

“What?” he asked, laughing as well while his hands found their place on my hips.

“Get your fucking hands off of her!” I whipped my head to the side, seeing an angry Bam.

“What the fuck?” I asked. Ville hadn’t yet moved. The innocent onlookers, slash partiers, just stared on with eyes wide open.

“I said, ‘GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF HER, VALO!’ NOW” Bam screamed.

“No!” I retorted, grabbing Ville closer. Ville snickered and hugged me closer as well. The fury that was in Bam’s eyes was an amazing thing to be seen.

“Yes!” Bam said, pulling me off of him.

I yanked my arm back and Johnny gently pulled me out of the way.

“What’s your problem, Bam?” Ville asked, calmly just as confused as the rest of us.

“Keep your hands off of her,” Bam seethed.

“Why?” I nearly screeched, while taking a drink. “I’m not your property.”

“I’m going to keep everyone I can off of you. No one here is good enough for you.”

I stared at him wide eyed. “I think I’ll judge that for myself, Bam. If I want to have a relationship with someone, I will. Follow me, Ville,” I said. I walked pass Ville and up to his room. He shut the door behind him and locked it.

“What’s up with him?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know, but let’s show him whose boss.”

“Doing what?”

“Unlock that door and open it slightly.” Ville did. “Now, I’m going to jump on you and make out with you, alright? We’re going to fall through the door.”

“Wait, wh-” Before Ville could get it out, I jumped on him and just as planned, we fell into the hallway, making out. His lips found mine and we moved perfectly in synchronization. I heard everyone run over to us, and heard them snicker.

“What the hell?!” Bam yelled. Ville and I didn’t stop. I don’t know if it was the drink or what, but this felt more than… good. It felt great. Like it was supposed to happen.

Ville’s fingers slip easily and effortlessly above the top of my jeans, and his fingers skimmed my skin. I got cold chills, feeling this.

“Let’s get it on…” Jimmy sung. I held back my laugh and concentrated on Ville and this kiss. I grabbed his face, pulling us deeper into each other some how. I ignored Bam’s yelling and let it just simmer in the background. I was suddenly jerked off of Ville and pushed against the wall, Bam pinning me down. I looked at him in shock. There was even a bit of fear. I didn’t know what he was going to do.

He didn’t say anything to me for a while, just stared at me angrily.

“What are you doing, Bam?” Ville growled. “Get off of her.”

“She’s not yours!” Bam retorted.

“You don’t know that,” Ville said. Bam sharply let go of me and Ville walked over to me, putting his arms around me.

“What do you mean?” Bam questioned slowly.

“She’s my girlfriend,” Ville said the word slowly. “So back the fuck off Bam! I don’t fucking care if you want to be with her anymore. You had your chance and you screwed it up to be with some other girl. You’ve scarred her enough. First you broke up with her for Melissa and then you only get back at her for shit, not the people who helped her. You’re so fucking stupid! Get over it! She hates you, you screwed it up, you don‘t deserve her.”

Bam looked shocked. So did everyone else; I think I was the most.

“When did this happen?” Leana asked.

“Today,” Ville answered. I grabbed my bottle of Vodka from Knoxville and downed it. Fuck alcohol poisoning. I’m going to need this.

Bam glared at us both angrily for the last time. “I hope you’re fucking happy with each other.”

Bam then walked out, slamming the door behind him.

“Now get out, I want to spend time with Blaire,” Ville said, shooing everyone out. Once they were gone, his lips attached once again to mine. He led me over to the bed and lay down so I was on top of him.

“What are you doing?” I giggled.

“Keeping up appearances. Why? Would you like to be my girlfriend?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t really want a boyfriend right now.”

Ville chuckled. “It’s okay. We’ll keep it up so Bam’ll leave you alone. Just incase he won’t remember anything in the morning.”

“Ville?” I asked.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Was… was everything you said to Bam true?”

“Yeah,” Ville said with a nod. “It was.”

“I’m sorry if you lost your relationship with him.”

Ville shrugged. “I’ll make it back up to him later.”