Izallouis’ view:
“Justin.” I said as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Yeah.” He cuddled me and handed me a drink.
“I told you no drinking.” I laughed as he nibbled my ear.
“But I don’t want to be the only one.” He pouted and let go of my waist.
“I have too much to do tomorrow. Besides how am I going to teach you if you're hung over??” I pushed his hands off.
“Teach me something in bed.” He winked and pushed the drink back my way.
“Justin, I'm not arguing about this.” I laughed. He was definitely a horny drunk. He wouldn’t stop touching me or getting close to me. We were outside where the party wasn’t as intense. Some people were out here to smoke or just relax. Justin was sitting on the lawn next to me around the fire. He kept cuddling me and pulling me close but I still resisted. I wasn’t going to take advantage of someone drunk, no matter how amazing they are. He turned my face to look at him with his hands.
“You are beautiful.” He gazed at me with glossy eyes.
“Justin, I think it's time I get you back to your hotel.” I stood up and pulled him off the ground.
“Can’t I stay with you??” He might as well, but I don’t want him to think of this as an invitation in my pants.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I shrugged.
“But if you drive me to my hotel you will have to walk back.” He had a point. Something told me he was only acting drunk. His voice was fine and he was able to walk on his own. The only thing was his eyes were red and puffy. As we reached the living room one of my favourite songs began to play.
“My name is Olly nice to meet ya can I tell ya baby look around there a lot of pretty ladies.” I mumbled along.
“Let’s dance!” Justin threw me out to the middle of the living room. I didn’t mind it because I did love the show choir dance. He was dancing along with me and we were causing a big scene. Everyone stopped to watch us together. We did have this brother, sister chemistry when we danced. We were in perfect sync and knew what the other was thinking whilst they did something. Everything seemed to fall into place. We were the kicker of the party as everyone cheered us on. Once the song ended Justin just realized the crowed and started to laugh it off. Everyone told him he was great and I was too. The occasional person asked if we were together and we both denied that we were and laughed about it more. Just because we were that great of friends everyone was fair to assume something more but we couldn’t be more, besides he wants Selena back and I really don’t want what I don’t deserve. We walked to the door that led downstairs and when we got down there it was the same thing going on but with older people. We found Jessica talking to some older guys and we walked up to them.
“Izallouis how is the party??” She asked normal. Good, she hasn’t been drinking.
“Great, I'm just about to clear people out but I was wondering if Justin could stay.” I asked. It was awkward because I never asked my dad for anything it was usually a demand or statement.
“Yeah, he can stay. The guest bedroom is clean so he may stay there. Do you want help getting people out??” She asked.
“No, it won’t be that hard. Thanks. You just enjoy your company.” I smiled looking around at people.
“We are almost done. All we need to do is figure out who can drive.” She laughed and walked away. I grabbed Justin's hand and walked around with him following. I told person by person they needed to head out and soon enough there wasn’t anyone left. Justin was ready for bed because he slowly nodded off and then once his head dropped he'd wake back up.
“Come on.” I said pulling him up the stairs. “You can stay in here.” I opened the guest bedroom and saw the sheets all ruffled and used. Someone slept in here. “Are you kidding me??” I asked aloud. “Who the hell does that at someone else’s house??” I was mad.
“A lot of people do Iz. I mean it was a pretty wild party.”
“Well you can’t sleep in here.” I shut the door and walked down the hall to mine. I really hope nothing happened in there. I opened the door and flicked the light. My black sheets were still in place and nothing was touched. Whew.
“Am I staying in here??” He looked at me.
“Yeah. This is my room. I’ll be up in a minute I just need to clean some.”
“So we are sleeping together??” Justin asked skeptical.
“Yeah. So get changed into what you are wearing before I get back.” I laughed as I walked down stairs. Jessica was now on the middle level of the mansion as her guests left out the front door.
“I thought I should call it a night since you and Justin are sleeping here.” She smiled.
“Thanks. Erm… the guest bedroom was used by someone so Justin is just sleeping with me. I hope that’s ok and I’ll clean this up.” She was started to clean up my mess.
“No, you sleep. I’ll clean this for you, and that’s fine just don’t get pregnant or anything.” She looked at her own belly that was still thinner than model’s.
“Are you sure??” I question.
“Izallouis, of course I'm sure. Justin would flip if he knew I let you get pregnant.” She looked at me.
“I meant about cleaning.” I laughed hard.
“Oh, yeah that too. Go.” She pushed for me to let her do it. I smiled at her which she translated as a thank you and then left up to my room. Justin was already in the bed and sound asleep. I slipped my clothes off and hopped in wearing just my underwear and a tank top. As soon as I got comfortable faced away from Justin I felt him wrap around me.
“Goodnight.” He whispered.
“Goodnight.” I whispered back. We are definitely not your average friends.

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