Chapter 12

I turned and saw Tom, the guy who played beer pong with me, "Oh hey, Tom right?" I asked unsurely.

"I just wanted to thank you for helping me win the game." He said, shifting around nervously.

"No problem." I said, anxious to get back to Maya.

"Hey do you mind telling me how you did win the game?"

"Uh..." I craned my neck and saw Maya and Asher talking, and Maya was giggling. I wanted to give them some alone time. I checked my phone and it was only 10. So I decided to talk with Tom.

I told him that I used physics and calculated the distance and the speed needed to have the perfect shots.

He listened eagerly, soaking up every word.

"Do you want to get a drink?" He asked.

"Sure." I replied cautiously.

We went to a place that I assumed was the kitchen.

He got out two cans of beers and passed one to me.

"I don't drink." I refused politely, handing him back the beer.

"Then maybe you should try this." He got a bottle from the top shelf and gave it to me.

"What's that?" I asked, eyeing that bottle with distrust.

"It's alcohol, but it's sweet-"

I opened it and pour a cup and drank it greedily, taking big sips, I hadn't realize how thirsty I was. I almost finish the first cup and was onto my next.

"-but you will also get drunk easily, especially if you never drink before." He finished.

"Oh." Realizing that I might had made a big mistake.

"Just don't drink too much." He warned me.

"Ok." I said as I poured a second cup.

Then we just kept on talking, talking about the most random stuff, and I couldn't help myself but keep on drinking it, it's really so good. Unlike those beers and wine and stuff. Soon I began to feel a bit dizzy.

"I wanted to ask you, is Maya Gaural your friend?" He asked nervously, his eyes shifting around.

So that's what he wanted to ask the whole time.

"Yes she is."

"Isshesingle." He was speaking so fast I could barely understood.

"Yes she is single." I answered. I eyed him suspiciously, "why did you asked?"

"Well, I danced with her and she is very pretty and seems so nice, I was wondering if I can like, ask her out?" His cheeks were now slightly pink.

"Well she is single but-" I'm really glad that Tom likes her and he seems nice and all, but Maya likes Asher.

"Hey Tom we need to leave, or else mom will kill us." A guy interrupted me.

"Oh yea, bye Laura it was nice meeting you." Tom said, giving me a hug, and left before I could finish my sentence.

My mind kept spinning and thinking of all the possibilities while I kept drinking.

Tom likes Maya, but Maya likes Asher, but who does Asher likes? Will Maya have a chance? Will Maya even like Tom?

"Where were you?" An angry Asher suddenly appeared besides me.

"Here?" My brain couldn't process why he was so angry and why was he suddenly here.

"I drove Maya home, after waiting for you for half an hour! I even called you 10 times!" He said angrily, stepping closer towards me.

I thought harder, Maya? MAYA! I promised to take her home and I left her because- because she was with Asher! Yes yes and then... then my camera!

I started to look frantically for my camera and noticed it was on the kitchen table, besides my drink the whole time, and then I realized I almost finish the bottle.

That's why I couldn't think properly. I should have been more careful.

"Laura, LAURA! Back to earth Laura!" He snapped his fingers in front of my face, getting my attention.

"Yes, what, oh my god. I'm really sorry, is Maya ok?" Trying to wrap my head around what's happening, but everything was fuzzy.

"Yes, I drove her back home and watched her passed out right after her dad answered the door and caught her just in time, then I started to look for you and here we are."

I signed in relief, "what time is it anyways?"

"Almost 12." He answered.

That's the latest I had ever been, should I go back home now? My curfew is 1 I still had an hour left, the party is still going on, but if I stay, what do I do?

"What were you doing here anyways?" He demanded.

"I was with Tom and we talked and he left." I answered simply.

"Tom? The football player? Why were you with him?" He sounded even more angry right now, his fists clenching at his sides.

"Chill we were just talking," I assured him, not knowing why I even need to assured him, I took a sip again. I couldn't help it, it's really good.

"Stop drinking, are you drunk?" He asked, grabbing the cup and bottle away from me.

"Hey! I almost finished it! Give it back!" I tried to snatch it back but he was too quick for a drunk me.

"You know champagne can also get you drunk right?" He said, draining the remaining champagne down the sink. Oh what a waste of good champagne.

"But it's so sweet! Unlike beer and wine, which is disgusting." I said, shuddering even thinking about beers.

"You should go back home, you had taken the video right?"

My mind blank for a moment. What video?

Then it came back to me. The project that was why I was even here at the first place!

"Yes." I said after a few moment, trying to gather my thoughts.

"Good you can leave now." He started to dragged me out of the kitchen.

"But the car! And I can't drive like this!" I said, suddenly not wanting to leave.

"I can drive you, and I already drove Maya's car back to her house."

"I don't want to leave!" I said, as I held onto the  edge of the table.

"You are drunk! You are going to have a wicked hangover tomorrow. You really should go home and rest." He said, shaking his head.

"No!" I said stubbornly, even though I knew I would, "did you have a good time with Maya?" I asked, desperate to change topic and I really wanted to know.

"Yes it was fun, now I will drive you home." He started to drag me again. I cling onto the table like my life depends on it, which was true right now.

"Who do you like?" I blurted out suddenly, successfully changing the topic and praying that he would say Maya.

He tensed up, "why do you want to know?"

"Curious." I shrugged.

"It's none of your business."

"Come onnnnnnn pleaseeeeeeeee?" I begged him.

He remain silent, but he stopped dragging me which was a good thing.

I began to study him, he was a few feet taller than me, his dirty blond hair always style messily but in a good way, he was slender but muscular, and his blue eyes were so bright, so beautiful!

"You are actually good looking." I pointed out suddenly.

He jumped a bit and looked at me with an incredulous look, "What? You just noticed?"

"No I mean you remind me of so many fictional characters, Jason Grace, Jacin, Tedros.." I began to list a lot of fictional characters.

"Wow ok, thanks I guess."

"Also, did you know that Maya actually likes you?" I blurted out.

Why do I keep saying stuff? Am I even suppose to be saying these stuff?

But my mind was muddled and I'm confused and dizzy.

"What?" He looked so shocked that I laughed.

"And do you know what's so funny?" I said, still giggling for no reason, "Tom likes Maya!"

He seemed to have a hard time processing this.

"So I was wondering who you like? If you like Maya, you better tell her, if you don't, tell her so she can give Tom a chance."

He shook his head sadly, "Isn't it obviously?"

I frowned and racked my brain for information, but in this state, my mind came up blank.

"No?" I said, getting more and more confused, not to mention dizzy.

"How are you so smart, yet dense?"

"What?" I felt offended.

He shook his head.

I groaned in frustration, "so do you like Maya?"

"No."

"Oh." I felt so sad for Maya and I started to cry, I crumbled onto the floor and started sobbing.

"Why don't you like her! She is so nice, smart, pretty and perfect!" I wailed, feeling very sad for Maya.

He panicked and rushed towards me, frantically trying to find tissue for me and comfort me at the same time.

"I'm so sorry, I just I really don't like her. I only like her as a friend!" He said desperately, while wiping my face gently.

"Then who do you like?" I sniffed, my tears stopped all of a sudden. The look he had on me was so intense, intimate, I couldn't look away.

"You." And he kissed me.