Chapter 13

"So, are you Yoona's cousin or something?"

I stood awkwardly for a moment. You can't blame me though, I was mesmerized. He was fine (pronounced FOIINN) and I've never used the word fine that way.

Abdul was a God-send, seriously. Have I described his arms?

"Oh, what?" I finally realized he was staring at me.

"Yoona, are you her cousin?" He was smiling down at me.

"Oh, Dane's girlfriend, you mean?" I tilted my head to the side. Something I did when thinking.

He nodded.

"Cause we're both Asian, right?" I asked, acting all insulted. I put on a straight face.

"Uh no, that's not what I meant," he replied, backing up. How cute.

He thought I was offended which was the desired result. I am evil.

"I was just joking. I really can't tell the difference either. I'm only half-Korean." I laughed at his scared look.

He was laughing too. Oh, I like... I'm turning into a total fan girl. What's wrong with me?! First time I'd ever teased a guy... Or could this be considered flirting? Psshhh. He probably feels like he's baby-sitting. I need to get to more people before I embarrass myself.

"Why are we standing here anyway?" I asked, looking over his shoulder at the party.

He moved in front of me as if shielding me from the evil that is a college party. "Apparently, little middle-schoolers shouldn't see this. If you're not Yoona's cousin, then are you Dane's?" Abdul raised an eyebrow at me.

He seemed to be assuming I was someone's annoying tag-along cousin. Do I really look that much younger than them? I narrowed my eyes.

"First of all, I am not in middle school nor am I anyone's cousin. I don't know what that retard, Dane, told you but I am most certainly no child!" I almost stomped but stopped myself last minute. Stomping wouldn't help my case.

He put his hands up in surrender.

"Where is Dane? I don't care if it's his birthday! Someone is getting an ass-whooping!" I began to charge forward.

I should have realized it was weird that this totally hot guy was skipping the party to be alone with me. Talk about ego-tripping.

I looked down at my legs, they were moving... in fact they were sprinting but the rest of my body didn't get the memo. Move, I say! I looked back and Abdul was holding onto the back of my t-shirt.

"Is there something you need?" I asked, more like growled.

I was probably ruining my already low chances with him.

"As funny as it is watching Dane get beat up, I think I should take you home."

He patted my head.

He patted my head.

He actually had the audacity to pat my head.

I stopped running and turned around to look at him. I wasn't even thinking about how close he was to me since he hadn't let go of my shirt, I was angry.

"How old do you think I am, exactly?" I asked calmly.

"I don't know... twelve?" He said this like it was irrelevant.

"I am not twelve! Let go of me right now!" I stomped on his foot and walked off angrily.

Stupid people thinking I'm twelve, what's next... will I not be allowed to drive my car?

I went to find Dane... the party scene was making me uncomfortable obviously ever since my first party at that asshole's place. I felt like people were staring at me, I am such a nervous weirdo. Maybe I should have let him drop me off home. I don't fit in with crazy college kids. High school students are wild too but these people take things to a newer level since it's actually legal for them.

All I had to look for was multi-coloured hair and piercings. No such luck. About half the party was dressed like Dane. I wouldn't find anyone this way.

I looked back and saw Abdul walking in my direction. I had to hide and fast. I ducked behind a heavily making out couple. I didn't care if I looked weird as long as I was hidden. As soon as Abdul walked past, I ran upstairs. The hallways were full of people upstairs too. Where do you get all these friends? Does Dane even know all of them?

I opened the first room I saw and slammed it behind me. I sighed in relief. I glanced around the room, the only light on came from a mood lamp on a bedside table. The bed in the middle of the room was king-sized and seemed to house a lump right in the middle. Someone or something was huddled under the covers.

I should've have walked right back out of the room but I was tempted to see what it was. I'm curious, okay? I slowly unveiled whatever was underneath the sheets, silently hoping I wouldn't get attacked by a cat or something. It was breathing softly, in and out. It was a person. I recognized the head of messy hair and bloodshot hazel eyes that were currently blinking at me. No, it couldn't be.

"Jay?!"

What on earth was he doing at a college party, in someone's bed, and drinking? I could smell the alcohol. He sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes before squinting at me. He closed his eyes again after wincing in pain.

"I'm sorry, you seem to know me but fuck, my eyes hurt so I can't look at you right now. Do me a favour and get me some aspirin?"

I opened my mouth to ask where and he was already telling me,

"It's in the cabinet in the washroom which is back there." He pointed towards the right side of the room.

And as he said, there was the bathroom with the cabinet. I found some aspirin among other drugs (legal ones, don’t get ahead of yourself there) in there and handed them over to the pale looking Jay.

"You're not gonna be sick, are you?" I asked. He looked like he'd be puking pretty soon.

"I know your voice but you probably just sound like her... she couldn't be here." He muttered the last part to himself.

"If you're thinking it's Lana, then it is me. And yes, I am here. What I'm wondering is why you're here?"

This seemed to alert him because he opened his eyes right away and stared at me. I waved. Yes, I know I'm awkward, you don't have to remind me.

"Dude. This is my brother's friend's house. I've been here the whole day. I guess I passed out. I shouldn't have started drinking so early. But fuck, I was pissed." He scowled.

"But how the fuck do you know anyone here?" He asked incredulously with narrowed eyes.

Am I that much of a loser? I really can't have actual friends, can I? First I'm twelve... Gosh.

"Well, as hard as it is to believe I'm friends with the person whose birthday it is. Isn't that a surprise?"

"Dane? You're Dane's friend?" He looked like this was the most shocking news he'd been given in his whole life.

"Yeah, I'm his friend. Now would you mind telling me why you were curled up in a ball in bed after drinking your morning away?"

He looked away. "No."

"Well, it was nice seeing you." I began to walk out of the room.

Maybe he didn't like me any longer now that Heath had appointed me his number one target.

"Wait. Fine, I'll tell you. I was just pissed at my dad, okay. He's a fucking douche and I decided to wallow and drink my ass off. Happy?"

"Was that so hard?" I sat down on the bed beside him with a roll of my eyes.

"You know, you shouldn't do that," I said after some silence.

"I know but I'm just... I just hate him sometimes. I know I'm being a whiny-ass brat but I didn't want to think about him anymore," he admitted.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" He asked on the verge of a whisper. As if he was afraid I wouldn't answer.

"I haven't..." I began.

"Yes, you have. Just tell me why," he cut me off, with slight anger in his voice.

I was surprised, he almost sounded like he missed me. He was right though, no point in lying.

"I think Heath is an asshole and any friends of that asshole piss me off too. I'm sorry you happened to be one of his friends."

"I'm his best friend," he pointed out.

"I try to erase that from my mind. I just don't get why you're friends with him." I traced circles in the bed sheets, curling my legs up.

"I told you, we've been looking out for each other since elementary school."

"Well, he was probably the cutest kindergartener you'd ever see but that's no reason to stay friends with him." I scowled.

I really did hate that kid.

"I doubt that I made friends with him because he was cute," Jay replied dryly, although grinning.

"He's an arrogant bastard who needs to be put in his place. Every time I see him, I have fantasies of running him over again and again."

I'm sure my expression turned euphoric. I was telling the truth when I said I had fantasies about murdering Heath. Best dreams I've ever had my whole life.

"That's really disturbing. I won't lie, he's a bitch sometimes but he doesn't know you, he thinks you're just using him."

"Ha. Like I even wanted to be with him. I hate his guts. I wouldn't mind seeing his guts spattered on the wall actually." I know I was getting graphic but God, don't you remember what he did to me?

Poor, naive me. I know I got a slap in but that sure as hell wasn't enough and I was stuck with him too. Stupid teachers assigning teamwork crap. Who said I wanted to talk to anyone? Like fuck.

"Just give him a chance. Remember what I said. He wasn't always like that."

I nodded and rolled my eyes. Just because something changed him to the way he was now, didn't mean I had to feel sympathetic to an asshole.

"Do you wanna drive me home?" Jay asked with a rub of his eyes.

"With what?"

He took out his keys and dangled them, oh yes his nice, black car. I would enjoy driving that.

"Sure!" I grabbed the keys and went for the door.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Jay asked, trying to get up with his eyes closed.

I glanced around the room. I had everything. "Nope, not really. Why?"

"Me! You're forgetting me! I can't walk, I'm fucked up right now, you don't even know."

I laughed. I don't enjoy people's pain honest. But seriously, he brought this upon himself. I allowed him to hold onto my arm as we walked. I felt like I was guiding a blind man. The loud music erupted as soon as I opened the bed room door. We walked down the stairs at the pace of a snail.

"Wow, this is a new record. I've never in my life moved this slowly," I teased looking at Jay struggle down the rest of the steps.

"Shut up!" He said, not breaking his concentration.

You'd think he was racing in the Olympics rather than going down a few steps with the way he was wheezing. After he finally finished, just as we were at the door, he asked for a break. A freakin' break! I could not stop laughing.

"I'm fucking tired. God, I feel like a ran a mile." He leaned on me and basically just let himself go.

"You idiot! I can't carry you! You weigh a ton!" I laughed.

"Stop insulting me." He settled his head into my shoulder and relaxed. What a crazy boy. Seriously, he's usually a lot mellower. I've never seen this side of Jay.

I leaned back against the wall as he held on to me for support. He could have easily leant against the wall too but he seemed to think annoying me was better. I glanced over his shoulder at the people. One in particular. Dane was looking straight at me and was narrowing his eyes.

He said something to the people he was entertaining and starting coming towards us.

"We have company," I told Jay.

"I don't care. Carry me to the car," he whined.

"No. Walk yourself, lazy ass."

And next thing you know, I was shouting, "OW!"

He bit my shoulder. "What the hell's wrong with you?!" I demanded.

Suddenly, Jay was pulled away from me. Dane held him by his shoulders like he was a piece of garbage. Hmm, Dane was quite the strong one. Jay wasn’t exactly what you’d call dainty. He was just as big as Dane.

"What's wrong, Lana?" Dane asked, worry in his eyes.

"Let go of me, fucker!" Jay struggled a bit before giving up and just flopping over, letting his weight go. He really was out of it.

"Jay?" Dane glanced at the boy he held by the back of the shirt and then raised an eyebrow at me.

"What was he doing to you?" He looked confused.

"Nothing. I was just helping him to his car."

"Where the hell is Abdul? I told him to keep you safe. Jay's a good guy but he's only thinking about one thing right now, Lana. He's drunk."

The look on Jay's face was priceless. He shook him off only then. "Man, what the fuck's wrong with you? I'm not drunk. I'm hung-over, fuckface. Go back to your party."

"Drunk or sober, you can't defile Lana," he growled.

"If anyone's defiling her, it's you!"

Their argument continued on much like this before I interrupted with my laughing.

Dane turned towards me in surprise. "What's so funny?"

"You! You're so hilarious. You seem to believe I'm twelve even though I specifically told you I'm seventeen. Dane, I can take care of myself." I rolled my eyes.

"No, you can't. I know you think you love him but you don't. I may have exaggerated to Abdul so he could watch over you. But seriously, you're in high school,” he talked down to me as if he wasn’t just a few years older than me.

"Dane, get a hold of yourself. I'm not a little kid." I patted his shoulder like he was a hopeless case.

"You can't go home with some random guy!!" He suddenly screamed out.

Everyone in the party turned around. Again with the dramatics. Dane can't stop, can he?

"Yes, she can!" Someone screamed.

"She's hot! Go for it!" Someone else added.

Meanwhile, Jay laughed his ass off while I reddened. "Dane, you're high or some shit. I'm not taking her home. We know each other dude. We're the same age, we go to the same school," Jay cleared up still snorting.

"Dude, you're in high school?" Dane asked finally, like it was impossible that someone like Jay could be in high school.

"Yeah. She's driving. I'm fucked. That's it, bro. What are you anyway? Her brother?" He proceeded to laugh some more.

"You could have said that Lana!"

"Yeah, but it was better seeing you squirm." I laughed, Dane was awesome.

"Fuck, there you are. God. Dane I can't take care of your twelve year old anymore. She's too much work," Abdul whined, not noticing I was standing right there.

"Well, seeing as she's going home with this lame-ass, I'd say you suck at your job," Dane replied, grinning.

"What the fuck? Jay? Dude, she's twelve." He looked disgusted.

"I'm not fucking twelve, for God's sake! I'm seventeen, okay?! SEVENTEEN!"

"Oh." He sighed visibly. "Well, have fun kids." He walked away, Dane followed him and waved at me, telling me to call him. Like I had his number...

Abdul's walking away didn't make me feel too good. He didn't even care about what Jay and I would be up to. Not that anything would happen but still.

"Let's go, Lana. Maybe I should've been awake for this party, Dane's hilarious." Jay shook his head and led us out the door.

"Yeah. Let's." It was actually a better party than the last one. Any party would be better than that.

Jay's car was awesome. I was tempted to drop him off and leave with it, but I couldn't since I was so nice. Damn, my niceness!

"So how do I get home then?" I asked.

If I were to drop him off, how could I leave without taking his car?

"I don't know. Stay over," he replied sleepily.

Pssh. Yeah, sure. And we could sleep in the same bed, right? I laughed outright at the idea. I parked the car in the driveway and walked out with him towards the door. I gave him the keys and he let himself in, motioning for me to follow.

"I'll just walk, it's not that far..."

"Come in. It's late. I'm tired and in no mood for arguing." He kicked off his shoes and threw his jacket in the closet as he spoke.

I shrugged and did the same.

I glanced around the living room as he locked the door behind us. I remembered my not so good time there that day with his brother. I might have overreacted just a little bit that day.

I followed Jay up the stairs, feeling extremely weird. He opened a door and I followed him inside. It was obviously his room which was not so good. I glanced at the single bed that Jay was walking towards. How would we fit in there?

"I'm not sleeping with you!" I whispered, appalled.

"I'll sleep on the floor, take the bed." He yawned without bothering to look at me. He grabbed some blankets from his closet, tossing a lot onto the floor into a makeshift bed. I yawned too and silently gave in.

I jumped into his bed and promptly fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was more tired than I thought. I was not looking forward to school tomorrow but hanging out with Jay and seeing Dane again was good. Today was an okay day, apart from school of course.

A/N: Really weird update I know. I don't even know what it was about myself.

... I was uh... setting up the story line. Yeah, that's what I was doing.

Anyway. I'm trying to update fairly regularly now, as you can see.

The juicy stuff will come next chapter. Yes, that's right. With Jun and with Heath.

Review please, peoples.