His lips crushed against mine, devouring my every taste.

His soft lips moved hungrily, and I kissed him back with just as much power.

I bring my hand to his face deepening the kiss, as his hand goes to the back of my neck pushing me to him more.

His wet tongue swipes my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him to enter.

Our tongues collide and I rake my hand through his hair tugging and pulling on it.

He groans slightly, as he bites my bottom lip.

I melt against him even more as I feel my body heat up.

Eventually, I pull away from him, panting in desire.

His lips move to my neck sending small kisses down my throat, as he twirls his finger around my hair.

He pulls away and looks me in the eyes.

I smile at him softly and look up at him.

As he stares down at me his lips slowly twist up into a breathtaking smile.

Small faded dimples were forming on his cheek and I couldn't help but smile more at the mere look of his smile.

My smile widens, and I gently press my lips against his cheek.

"I like it when you smile." I say leaning back to his face.

His face goes blank again as he leans back in his seat and starts driving.

I shake my head at his change of mood and rest my head against the seat.

I close my eyes as I feel myself go into a deep slumber.

*

My alarm rang annoyingly, I groggily got up and went to the bathroom getting ready for the day.

Once I was done, I went to my bedside table and grabbed my phone and bag.

I noticed a folder on my desk, I went over to it and opened it up.

I looked over it and saw that it was Landon and I's project.

I smiled happily making a mental note to thank him later.

I walk downstairs, grabbed an apple and headed outside.

Eliot was waiting outside in his car with Violet.

I opened the door and got in the back seat.

"Hey, bitches!" I say buckling in.

Eliot rolled his eyes and drove out of my street.

"So there's a party tonight, you in?" Violet asks me.

"Yeah totally, who's party is it?" I ask.

"Brayden's throwing it." Eliot answers.

I just nod in response and bite into my apple.

Once we made it to school, I walked to history and handed in the assignment.

I decided to text Landon and tell him.

The day went by pretty fast and by the time I knew it I was getting ready for the party with Violet.

Eliot was coming to pick us up at 7, so we had an hour to get ready.

I hadn't heard anything from Landon all day either but I shrugged it off.

Once we were done getting ready, we made our way downstairs and went outside waiting for Eliot.

I locked the house and made my way to Eliot's car.

We got in and he drove off towards Brayden's house.

He was on what I like to call the 'rich' side of the town, so his house was pretty big. 

Perfect for a party.

Once we made it, we all got out and walked into the house together.

Walking through the door I was welcomed with the usual smell of sweat and alcohol.

The house was packed with people, making the large house seem small.

I spot Matt and Brayden, I tap Eliot's shoulder and point my finger in their direction.

He nods and grabs Vi's and my hand, leading us to them.

Once we make it I get squished into a pair of arms.

Matt hugs me and ruffles my hair.

"Hey, dude!" He yells at me.

I just laugh clearly seeing he was drunk.

"What's up Matty!" I yell back at him.

He grins at me and takes a swig of his beer.

Eliot comes over to me with a red cup and hands it to me.

I thank him and take a sip of the strong alcohol.

I shake my head at the strong taste nevertheless keep drinking it.

I drowned the rest of my drink and took Violet's hand in mine and guided her to the dance floor with me.

We danced together as the music blasted through our ears.

The adrenaline and alcohol ran through my body with ease, as we danced.

As the next song started playing I went to grab another drink.

I went over to the table filled with alcohol, I poured myself a drink and drank half of it.

I took the cup with me as I made my way back to the dance floor.

Violet was now dancing with a guy so I started dancing by myself.

I sipped my drink as I swayed my body around dancing to the rhythm of the music.

I felt someone grind against me and a hand sneak around my waist.

I got shivers from the touch. 

And it wasn't the good type of shivers.

I stumbled away from the person's touch, not liking the feeling.

Or maybe it's because it's not Landon's.

Shush brain.

I looked up and saw a tall blonde boy.

He looked down at me with a smirk.

"Dance with me?" He asks, scanning me up and down.

"Er, no thanks," I respond starting to walk away.

He grabs my hand pulling me back, I look back at him ready to kick him into oblivion but he lets go and hands my cup to me.

How'd that get in his hands?

"Don't forget your drink." He says smiling at me.

I nodded at him and stepped away.

I drowned the rest of the drink and looked around trying to find Eliot.

When I couldn't find him I decided to go to the bathroom.

As I was walking through the crowd my head started to pound and I was feeling slightly dizzy.

The feeling only increased as I made it to the bathroom.

I stumbled into the bathroom and went to the sink.

I dabbed some water on my face to calm down the headache.

The feeling only got worse, I made my way to the toilet and bent down throwing up my drink.

Once I was done I grabbed toilet paper and wiped my mouth then flushed the toilet.

I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes as the room started to spin.

I snapped my eyes open, quickly grabbed my phone lazily out of my pocket and put my passcode in.

I hit dial on the only person I could think of right now.

I waited for him to answer as my eyes were now closing again.

"Layla." His deep voice rang through my ears.

"Landon, I d-don't feel good." I say cringing slightly at my slurry voice.

"Location." He says demandingly as I hear the sound of keys jingle.

"I-I'm n-not sure, It's at Brayden Panola's house." I answer him my voice getting quieter.

"I'm coming now." He says as I hear the roar of his engine in the background.

I don't answer him as I feel myself slowly doze off.

"Layla?" His voice rang through the phone.

"Baby, you need to stay awa-

That was the last thing I heard before I felt someone grab my arm and feel myself pass out.