I am glad I have Warner on my team because I am horrible. I look sheepishly at Warner after throwing my third air ball of the game. These people took this game so seriously, some guy I didn't even know was standing right by the table as if he was some referee. Every time my elbows went over the table he would call me out, how was I supposed to cheat with him watching?

"You're lucky you are cute Jules because I don't think you have a future career in this." Warner was only joking but the only word I caught onto is cute.

Thanks to Warner we still somehow won the game and It keeps me distracted from Adam and Emily who are still in deep conversation on the couch. She is sitting on his lap and they are talking so closely that all she has to do was shift forward and their lips will touch. I felt a pain in the pit of my stomach, she looks over at me and smiles like she knows how I feel. I had to force myself to look away because at the rate it is going it looks like they might kiss.

People start to show up and Amy's house is getting more crowded by the minute. I look to find Abby and Winston but they had gone upstairs a while ago to 'check out the floorplan' and I don't think they will be back for a bit. I mean that is understandable considering how hot Abby looked in her costume.

After Adam sees our game ended he finally comes over and I notice him stumble a bit. Warner was right he is definitely drunk. I have never seen him like this, normally I am the drunk one.

"You look great." He gives me a once over but Emily is still in earshot, sitting on the couch.

"Thanks." I just nod, I am not interested in whatever weird plan Emily has.

"It just sucks I have to spend the whole night watching you flirt with my best friend.", Adam does not look like his normal self, he looks sad and his speech is a bit slurred.

I open my mouth but decide it isn't worth it. I thought Adam was supposed to be nice. Whatever has gotten into him, I am not interested in it. It is also hilarious for him to say that to me when Emily was in his lap a few minutes ago. All Warner and I did is play beer pong.

"Wait," He calls and he tries following me as I scurry away. It's not long before he catches up and pulls me back by the arm. His fingers curl around my forearm as he looks at me with confusion written all over his face. How could he be confused as to why I don't want to talk to him?

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking to me?"

I open my mouth but he cuts me off, "Is it because of what I said about you and Warner? Look I'm sorry about that, really sorry. I just see you guys together sometimes and I get jealous. And Emily was putting thoughts in my head."

I cross my arms annoyed. Why would he believe anything she said?

"Please forgive me Juliet; I'm an idiot so just forget about that."

"You got the idiot part right."

Warner's lazy drawl has the hair on the back of my neck standing up. I know he's right behind me because I can feel his breath fanning the nape of my neck. He's angry, that much I can tell.

Adam is way too drunk, his fingers are around my arm not knowing his strength. My arms are also pretty weak at the moment so it makes me wince.

"You are way too drunk Adam. Let's just get you out of here before you say some stuff you regret, you can let go of her." I get chills just from listening to Warner's voice. He never uses that tone but I have to say, he sounds hot.

"It's fine Warner just let me talk to him alone." As much as I love having Warner to help I know it might make it worse given Adam's current state.

Warner doesn't look happy that I dismissed him like this, he walks away to the Keg and I see the girls walking over as soon as they see he is alone.

"Adam you are drunk, I'm sorry if you don't like watching Warner and me but we have known each other a long time. We are friends now." I talk slowly because Adam looks too far gone to be understanding reason. I mean it feels weird to say out loud but it is true. I think Warner might actually be my friend now?

"You like him, Emily told me you do. She said you kissed him after the tailgate." He stumbles on his words again and I roll my eyes. Of course, Emily is putting stuff in his head. But I expect that of Emily, what I don't expect is him to believe her.

"Adam I have watched you flirt with Emily all night and said nothing. The fact that you are believing what Emily says when you know how cruel she is to me is hurtful. To be honest you are acting like an idiot so I don't feel like talking to you till you are sober."

I don't know how I feel about Warner but I know I did not kiss him at the tailgate party. I am used to girls like Emily spreading lies like this, I just didn't think Adam was dumb enough to believe her.

I skip past Adam and go to where Warner's standing with a bunch of giggling girls around him. I frown at the sight; he's looking way too friendly for my liking and is allowing one of them to run her hand up his arm suggestively. I was coming over to apologize for brushing him aside but I am regretting my decision already.

Okay so maybe Emily was right about me liking him but she was lying about us kissing

I stalk towards him, pushing through until we're face to face. Amusement is written all over his face.

"What did Adam bore you already?" His eyes may have humour in them but his voice is so icy that I'm surprised I haven't gotten frostbite by now. What is his problem? What is with all the men I know tonight? Urgh

"He was being an idiot; I put him in his place," I mutter.

He looks taken aback by my response and snatches his arm away from the girl who has quite a strong grip on it.

"You two had a fight?" He seems interested now.

I sigh, typical Alpha Male, jerk.

"Yes, I told him I thought he was an idiot. Does that make you happy?"

His face lights up in an instant and I feel at ease. I don't like it when he's mad at me, it just feels wrong and too painful to handle these days.

"Absolutely," he grabs my hand and pulls me to his side. The girls are glaring now but begin to disperse since they've noticed that they've lost his attention.

Winston and Abby have made it back downstairs and they both look pretty guilty.

"How was checking out the floorplan?" I raise my eyebrows at them. It was finally my turn to make other people blush.

"It was good, there were lots of rooms and um yeah -" Winston who is normally full of jokes is flustered.

I just laugh and since the party has become more packed the living room has turned into a dance floor. I grab Sarah, Abby and Amy and drag them to the dance floor. The music is loud, reverberating through me. I love the song that's playing so it gets easy to lose myself in it and let my body take over. We laugh and move our hips, pretending to be seductresses but just crack each other up. After a few songs, Winston comes up to Abby and we lose them to the crowd.

I scan the dance floor and see an inebriated Adam and sober Emily dancing right across from us and I'm making direct eye contact with Adam. He is not backing down with his stares and I am getting really fed up about it. Two can play this game.

I look over at Warner who sees the same thing I do but he shakes his head, "When you dance with me it's going to be because you want to, not to make my best friend jealous"

The way he says it makes me swallow a lump in my throat. He says it with confidence as if he knows I will be dancing with him soon.

Pretty soon I am lost in a world of my own, eyes closed and thoughts of a dark-haired boy shoved into the darkest corners of my mind. I feel the constant heat of bodies behind me. Strangers dance nearby but after a while, there are strong hands at my waist pulling me back and the feel of someone rocking their hips against mine.

I don't feel the urge to see the man's face because as long as I don't I can pretend he's anyone I want him to be. Besides, it feels good to be noticed, to have someone pay you that kind of attention and give you such closeness.

"Okay, you made your point. We are all leaving now."

The warning uttered in a low, threatening voice forces me to open my eyes. Warner yanks my wrist, drawing me away from the pulsating crowd and whatever stranger I was dancing with.

I realize he wasn't kidding, Winston and Abby were both at the door and to my shock so is Adam. Well, he wasn't really at the door he is more so leaning against it.

Warner puts one of Adam's arms around his shoulder whilst Winston takes the other one. I guess it doesn't matter that Adam was acting like an idiot, Warner is still going to make sure he gets home safe. I was glad Adam had him.

A part of me is also glad we are taking him home because that means he won't be staying here with Emily.

"What about Sarah?" I ask realizing she isn't here.

"She is going to stay at Amy's." Abby wriggles her eyebrows at me and I smile. At least one good thing came out of tonight.

We have to shove Adam's lifeless body into the car, he isn't even conscious at this point. It makes me wonder what kind of drinks Emily was giving him.

Warner drives us all back, with Adam passed out in the back between Abby and. I can't help but laugh at him, even though he was being an idiot he sure is a funny one.

I don't miss the way Warner's eyes keep checking the mirror to see if Adam is okay. It is cute to see him look after his friend. However every few checks his eyes would drift towards me and to my costume.

Once we arrive back at the dorms Warner and Winston each take a side of Adam and drag him into the elevator. Abby and I follow and to make things more entertaining we might have taken a few pictures of the moment.

We open Adam's door to his room and lay him down on his bed. Warner pulls out his covers and tucks him in as if he is a child.

"Awe how domestic all that's missing is a goodnight kiss." Abby jokes

Warner gives Adam a kiss on the forehead making us all laugh, I know he is comfortable with his sexuality and the jokes don't get to him.

"Goodnight my sweet prince." He turns off the lights and we walk out bursting into louder laughter.

Winston and Abby say goodnight but something tells me they aren't going to go to sleep just yet. That leaves Warner and me all alone in the hallway.

"Goodnight." I awkwardly wave but he is just smiling at me.

"Juliet you looked like a real-life angel tonight." he grins and I swear my heartbeat picks up real quick.

"Thank you."

"A sexy angel, like one who definitely gets up to trouble-" I smack his arm but I know he's just fitting in a joke to make the conversation less serious.

"Warner!" I roll my eyes.

"Hey! Someone had to tell you since Adam was not on his best game tonight. There now that I've properly complemented you I can say goodnight Jules." he turns his back and walks into his room I am glad he does because I have run out of words to say.

I just stand there thinking about how much longer I can pretend I don't feel the way I do