Warnings: under age drinking, swearing, kissing, slight smut, jealous Vada.
Your lips wrapped around the top of your beer bottle, your body was forcefully pushed around the thick crowd; slamming, colliding with bodies around you. Eventually, your body tumbled forward; collding into someone's shoulder. Your eyes swelled with relief seeing the taller blonde infront of you. Mia stood with a drooped smile, eyes unfocused; searching the room for the sound of your voice.
"Mia?" You asked again, smiling up at the girl. Your heel rolled against the floor, swaying on your feet. The vodka positively flew through your veins, the beating of your heart was pounding in your head; you pretended like the whole world was different shades of purple, and that it wasn't spinning.
Mia furrowed her eyebrows, glancing down at you. She nodded, mentally ticking the checkbook in her head.
"Y/N, Vada's trying to find you." The girl slurred, pushing her body forward when someone barged into her. Her chest bumped into your face, suddenly getting a eyeful of her boobs right in your face. Your face flushed: your neck, ears, cheeks and the tip of your nose turned a beat red. The girl apologized, moving on with her day when she swiftly moved through the ocean of crowed people. When you finally registered everything that was going on, Vada was already filled with anger. The shorter brunette was found on the other side of the room. She held a grasp on a red solo cup, crumpling the plastic cup in her hand when she saw your face anywhere near Mia. It felt like vinegar was drenched in her mouth, her words coming out venomous and crude when she tried to talk to Nick. Nick grumbled out, having to be the poor victim to Vada's aggression.
"Go see for yourself, Vada." The older boy said, pulling himself away from Vada when she began to panic. She nodded, pushing through the bruising crowd, her shoulder bumping into unsuspecting teenagers around her. When she finally found you: your head was titled back, a vodka bottle pressed to your lips; gulping down the liquid with such a urgency that it almost tore Vada away from her thoughts of jealous, she suddenly wanted to nurse you back to health; but she had more pressing needs to tend to.
When you finally took the bottle away from your lips, wiping away the reminding dribble of the clear liquid with the back of your wrist, Vada tore your body away from the room. You must have been too entoxicated, your mind not even registering the tugs on your arm as Vada all but dragged you through the crowd of student.
"Vada?" You slurred, your body falling into a unfamiliar room. Vada didn't say anything, she only stared at you through fogged eyes. She would never admit to the seething jealousy that scorched her skin. The image that played back and forth in her mind: you with someone else, you underneath someone, ontop, kissing, fucking.
"Vada?" You asked again, smiling down at her. You wanted to wrap yourself around her, press kisses along her pouted lips. She refused your touch, pushing your body back until it slammed into the bed behind the both of you. You fell with an ungracious grunt, thrashing when your back finally hit the comforting surface.
She glared down at you, her stoney stature cold when her eyes searched your own. Her fists were clenched, her jaw slat.
She dryly laughed at the question, her anger blazing out of her; oozing out like a bad oder.
"What did Mia ask you?" She seethed, crawling onto the bottom of the bed. When your eyes lit up, the image of Vada crawling across a bed and settling between your legs more than pleasurable in your mind, she stopped. She sat down on her legs, staring down at you; refusing to move an inch, not until you spill.
"Mia?-" you thought about it, racking your brain for something that wasn't present in your mind just yet. "Mia, Oh! She- uh, she told me you was looking for me. She could have warned me that you was jealous. Don't get me wrong, Jealous Vada is a very big turn on but- you literally just threw me on-" Vada blocked out your words, second gussesing her choice to date a girl who was a nervous rambler just like her. She thought for a moment, sucking on her teeth before surging forward. She slammed her lips into yours, swallowing the surprised moan that ached from your lips. She smiled, smirking into the attack. When you tried to pry at her clothes, or embed your fingers into her hair she shook her head. She grasped ahold of your wrists, pushing them into the mattress below her. You grunted, hips rutting forward. She giggled when you whined at for her, your eyes watering at the throbbing pain between your thighs.
"Dont ever, do that again." She warned you, nibbling down on your pulse point. When she felt the vibration of your voice, trying to make a play to talk she sucked the skin of your neck into her mouth. You gasped, back arching off the bed at her sudden urgency of taking your clothes off.
"Your mine, got it?" You swallowed, audibly. She smirked down at you, sinking further down your body, pushing your legs up further.
"Mine." She snarled, an animalistic sound leaving her parted lips before pressing feather light kisses along your revealed stomach.
