Alice:













This was the third party she had been to this week. Alice couldn’t help that she was popular and a party girl. Everyone loved her and she wasn’t going to turn down the affection. She loved the attention. Why not bask in it?

She scanned the room for potential hotties. She had to get herself some arm candy, after all. To say she was a slut was politically incorrect. She wasn’t a slut; she was just really attracted to lots of types of guys.

Finally, she found one standing by the keg in the kitchen. His back was turned to her but he was tall and skinny, with long black hair. He looked a little built which meant he must work out. She loved guys who worked out. Their bodies were nice and chiseled.

“Hey,” She walked up behind him, tapping him on the shoulder. He spun around and looked down at her. “Wait, CC?” She asked, recognizing the face.

“Alice, what are you doing here?” He smiled, taking her in.

CC and Alice had been good friends back in high school. CC had been rather shy and quiet. Alice had always been very spontaneous, outgoing, and confident. She helped CC out of his shell and discover who he was.

“I’m here to party, obviously. The real question is, what are you doing here? I didn’t think you were into partying.” She commented.

CC shrugged. “I’m just trying out something new. You know how it is.” He took a sip from his red cup. “You haven’t changed a bit. Your shorts are just as short as they were when we first met.” He pointed to her shorts.
She had never been attracted to CC before this night. He had always been just her friend. But now that they were all grown up, and CC appeared to have changed a little, she started to think she might actually be into him. He had nice, toned arms covered in a sleeve of tattoos, his body was lean and thin, and his legs were just as twig like as ever, but that wasn’t a big deal. They had always been that way. She remembered a few guys at school who used to make fun of him for it.

“So, do you have a girlfriend?” She wondered.

“Nah, girls aren’t all that into me.” He said humbly.

Alice took her finger and traced down his arm. “I’m into you.” She looked back up into his eyes, burning with desire. He had wanted her for so long, but never thought he would ever get the chance.

She took him by the hand and led him upstairs, since that was usually where the bedrooms were. She had been to enough parties to know that. She passed a couple rooms before finally finding a bedroom. It didn’t matter whose it was and whoever it belonged to probably knew that sex would be happening in this bed. Otherwise, they would have closed and locked the door to the room before the party had started.

She led him inside the room and shut the door with her foot. He looked at her with a hunger in his eyes. She looked at him in a way she never had before. She saw him in a new light. He wasn’t the timid, quiet CC anymore.

She stepped towards him, kissing him lightly and then growing thirsty for more. He kissed her harder, putting his hands on the small of her back and pushing her body in closer to his. His hands slid upwards and brought her shirt along with them. They broke the kiss briefly so he could toss her shirt to the floor, but like magnets, their lips found each other again.

He walked her back towards the bed, laying her down and crawling up on top of her. Her hands went from his neck and wandered down the front of his body. She felt the defined muscles in his stomach and gripped the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up over his head. He used his arms to hold himself over her, and she took the opportunity to play with his belt buckle, skillfully unlatching it and pulling his pants down to his knees. As he kissed her collarbone, she swiftly undid her own jeans, shimmying out of them as best she could.

She couldn’t even believe she was in this situation right now. Her apprehensive best friend was now leaving trails of kisses all over her body, glistening with sweat, and breathing heavily with intensity.

He said her name with such infatuation, and she moaned his name back to him. She loved the feeling of his hands freely exploring her body, and the salty taste of his skin against her lips. She closed her eyes and her back arched as she shouted his name for the final time, and the ecstasy was over.

“Hey, CC? Are you in there?” There was a knock on the door.

“Just a minute!” He called back. He looked down at Alice’s face, her hair sticking to her forehead from the sweat that coated her skin. “It’s my friend. He’s probably looking for me so we can get out of here.”

She nodded. “I understand.” She sat up as he got off her, grabbing her clothes and putting them back on. She opened the door and sauntered out, CC following behind, still working on buckling his pants.

“Damn, dude.” His friend said. “Who was that? She was a ten.”

CC smiled with satisfaction. “Her name is Alice.”

Notes

Remember, if you would like a one-shot featuring you and your favorite band member, read the Intro section and send me a submission!

If you guys want to know how Warped was, you can send me a message asking. To sum it up, I cried three times during BVB's set. I lost my shit when CC walked out on stage. I went fucking crazy. I screamed so much that I lost my voice and I cried all my makeup off. And then Andy saw me getting super emotional during Fallen Angels and I shit you not, he looked directly at me and smiled.