|Normal is Boring
Author: Katrina3064 PM
Katherine Miller is a regular girl from California. She and her mom has to move to Cedar Ridge, Colorado for her mom's job and Katherine's dreading it. What happens when she meets a mysterious boy that seems to always save her from trouble?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Devon - Chapters: 7 - Words: 6,750 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 03-24-13 - Published: 04-07-12 - id: 8001140
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
(A/N): Anyone want to Beta this story? Because I have major writers' block!:(
Chapter 6- Party Time!
Katherine looked up at the clock after she finished her homework. Scott's party was tonight at 8. It was 6:30. And from the directions he gave her to his house, it would take almost forty-five minutes to get there. She went up stairs to her room and looked in her closet for something to wear. She decided on a black dress. It went right above mid-thigh, had a diamond belt under the bust, and was strapless. It was perfect. She curled the ends of her hair and put on some foundation and eyeliner. Last were the shoes. They boosted her a good two inches and made her legs look absolutely perfect and tan. She looked in the mirror one last time and grabbed her black clutch purse.
"Bye mom! I'll be back later!" she yelled as she was going out the door.
When she got to Scott's house an hour later it was packed. She looked at the dashboard clock. It read 8:20. She had got lost for about fifteen minutes until she finally got back on the right road. She quickly parked her car and decided to go look for Kim and Scott.
Katherine walked into the crowded house and immediately smelt alcohol. It looked like over half the school was there. She pushed her way through the crowd and went to the kitchen where she found Kim, Olivia, Maggie, Emma, Aaron, Gale, Scott, Lucas, and Devon all in a circle and drink in hand.
"Hey! You finally made it!" Scott yelled over the music and crowd. Everyone's head turned to look at her. Scott walked over to her and handed her a cup full of strong beer.
"Your not a Lightweight are you?" He asked her.
"I have no idea."
"So you've never drunk before?" he asked surprised.
"Only a few sips on vacation."
He bent down and whispered in her ear, "Well lets change that tonight then." She shivered at his warm breath going down her neck.
Scott turned back to the group and raised his cup. "Lets get Katherine drunk tonight for the first time ever. What do you say?" Everyone in the group agreed and downed there cup and got more to drink.
Scott turned to her. "You have to drink all of yours." she tipped the cup up and chugged it down. The effects started to happen almost immediately. Her head got fuzzy and she felt lighter than air. She smiled and turned to Scott. "Are you going to just stand there or get me more to drink?" He smiled back at her and ran to get her another cup.
Katherine had drunk four more cups and she was now full-on drunk. She went into the crowd and found Scott. She pulled him to the dancefloor set up in the living room and started grinding on him. He moaned and started grinding into her backside. Want You Bad by Ke$ha and Travie McCoy started playing and she dipped down, sliding her hands down his legs as she did and she did the same thing going back up. She knew he was turned on from his erection pressing into her lower back. Scott grabbed her hips and pulled her as close as he could.
When the song ended Katherine turned to face him. She was about to say something but he crashed his lips to hers. It took her a minute to respond. She started kissing him back. He forced his tongue into her mouth and she moaned when he nipped at her lip. They where in a full on make out session when he pulled back and said, "Do you want to take this upstairs?" She nodded eagerly and they rushed up the stairs. When they reached the top Devon stopped Scott.
"What are you doing?" Devon asked Scott.
"Takin' her to my room, if you get what I'm sayin." Scott winked suggestively at Devon.
"No. Absolutely not. You're both drunk and I do not want you to do something your going to regret in the morning. Come on Katherine. I'm taking you home." Devon grabbed her hand away from Scott's and pulled her down the stairs.
"Deeeeevon! Why did you do that!" Katherine slurred drunkenly as they reached her car. He strapped her into her seat and shut her door. He walked around to the drivers' side and did the same thing.
"Because I don't want you regretting anything tomorrow besides getting drunk." He sped down the road and they reached her house within thirty minutes. He pulled into the driveway and turned the car off.
Katherine climbed over the console and straddled his hips.
"How does this make you feel?" she asked and she started grinding on him and kissing down his neck. Devon let out a strangled moan of pleasure. She started unbuttoning his shirt and kissing along his strong jawline.
His eyes snapped open and he gently pushed her back.
"No. We can't do this. Not while your drunk," he said trying to compose himself.
"Why? Do you not want me to kiss you?" She asked on the verge of tears.
"No! No. Of course not. I do want to, but on your own will. Not when your so drunk your not going to remember any of this in the morning."
Katherine crawled off him and out the car door. She grabbed her keys from her bag and went to open the front to to her house. Her mom wasn't home tonight and probably wouldn't be for the rest of the weekend.
Devon got out of the car and followed her to the door. She finally got it opened and invited him inside.
"No I really shouldn't. It's getting late and you need your rest-"
"Please," she pleaded and he caved.
"Fine." He walked into the house and shut the door. The lights where already on. Devon noticed Katherine starting to sway on her feet and he quickly scooped her up bridal style.
"Your tired and drunk," he told her.
"Noooo I'm noot. I can walked on my own," she countered, but leaned her head on his chest anyways. He smiled down at her half asleep face.
"Yes you are. And I'm not going to have you falling down the stairs and getting hurt."
They reached her room and he got her some shorts to sleep in, but couldn't find a shirt.
"Where are your shirts?" he asked her.
"Diiiirty. Forgot to wash them," she replied half asleep.
He sighed and laid her down on the bed in the middle of the room. It was a queen sized bed, so she had plenty of room. He took off her shoes and laid her purse on her night stand. He pulled off her dress, trying to ignore her lacy underwear, and quickly pulled her shorts up to her hips. He knew she would need a shirt so he pulled off him and over her head. He put her under the covers and tucked her in. She snuggled into his shirt and Devon felt an overwhelming wave of possessiveness and protectiveness wash over him.
"Where is your mom?" he asked.
"Away on business. Won't be back until Wednesday," she told him sleepily.
"So your going to be alone all weekend?"
"Not anymore." He climbed into bed with her and turned her lamp off. She snuggled closer to him and rested her head on his chest. He smiled a little and wrapped his arms around her.
The next morning Katherine woke up with a pounding headache. She groaned and slowly got out of bed. A very good smell was drifting up from the kitchen and into her bedroom, making her extremely hungry. She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and noticed a person looking in the refrigerator.
"Um, Hello?" she asked hesitantly as she reached the bottom of the stairs. The figure jumped and spun around to face her.
"Good to see you're finally up." Katherine realized the figure was Devon.
"What are you doing here?" She asked with a small groan.
"Making sure you survive through the day," He replied with a teasing smile and a slightly concerned look in his eyes.
"Thanks, I guess." Walking into the kitchen and propping herself on the counter top she asked, "Where's the Advil?"
Devon grinned a little and said, "This is your house. Your supposed to know where it is, not me."
"Yes, but my head hurts really bad, so it's your job to find them," stated Katherine.
He chuckled and replied, "Yes, ma'am," and started rummaging through the kitchen drawers. Once he finally found them, he took two out of the bottle and poured her a glass of water. "Here. Drink," Devon commanded. Katherine groaned, but force the pills and water down her throat.
He turned around to finish breakfast when she asked, "What happened last night anyways? And why am I wearing your shirt?"
Devon froze and slowly turned around to face her.
"Why don't you ask your friend, Scott. I'm sure he would know more about it than I do," he said through gritted teeth. She blushed at what her and Scott had probably done and at how many problems it was going to create.
"As for the shirt, you said you didn't have any clean, so I decided to use mine. Unless you wanted to go shirtless?"
Katherine blushed again at that and shook her head no.
"Thank you for taking me home last night and staying with men." She froze at another thought. "Um, Devon? Scott and I didn't... do anything, did we?"
"I didn't let him take you up to the bedrooms if that's what your asking. But I do think you and him did a fair amount of kissing and grinding." Devon turned back to the stove to finish up the bacon and pancakes. Katherine winced in pain when the door bell echoed throughout the house.
While Devon fixed them both a plate, she jumped down off of the counter and answered the door.
"Scott. What are you doing here?" Katherine asked, surprised and confused.