Chapter 86 - His Friends

Lance. 

This is a house party. 

Like the first time, I met Ford. 

Suddenly I don't want to go for this thing. I tried to convince him later on. I told him I was fine with going home but I already put it in his head and now he wasn't taking no for an answer. 

''This seems like a crap idea, Is Lisa going to be there?'' I ask him, I don't want to see her. I hate her so much and I don't even know her. I still can't understand why she is doing all this. 

''You don't worry yourself about her. I plan to set things straight with her,'' he assures me, and I am supposed to believe him, but I know how he gets around these people. seeing him tonight with Carla, there was a shift. Something different about him. I know Ford acts around the people at school. he has had to put up a façade for everyone in his life. they don't know who he is, these are people that are supposed to be In his crew. I can't imagine being anyone but myself with Jack and Eren. It is not just possible. 

I still wish he could just say fuck it to everything and own up to who he really is. The person I have fallen irrevocably in love with. 

''What do you plan on telling her?''

''The truth. She needs to leave me the fuck alone. Somehow, she thinks she can control me because of my father but I will try to reason with her.''

I don't believe he can actually convince Lisa with words. That girl is in love with him—I mean she might just be straight-up obsessed. You wouldn't try to hurt the one you love. What she is doing is hurting him by acting so controlling. 

He shrugs as we get down from the car. It seems like everyone in their school is rich. This house is even more massive than his and you need to understand that the house I live in right now is big as fuck. We walk through the front door and he opens the door and there is a big crowd in the living room. It feels like the whole school came to this party. 

I try to grab Ford's hand in mine as we walk through the crowd. He gives me a look reminding me that we cant do this here. I know, I just didn't think anyone was really paying attention to us. we have to squeeze through people to even pave our way. There is no one that is even paying attention to us, but I understand him and his panic. That is why I didn't even want to come anymore. Thinking about it, I am the only one that will eventually get hurt when he acts like I am nothing to him. 

''You made it,'' I see Carla as she struts over. She is dressed in the same clothes she was wearing earlier.

I manage a smile ''Hey,'' she grabs my hand and I can't help but sneak a glance at Ford. I know I tried to make him jealous earlier. It was one of my jerk moves but I don't actually have any interest in her. Ford has a blank expression on his face, I can't even read him right now.

''Come on guys, let me introduce you to the rest of the guys.'' 

She leads us further into the house and up the stairs. The music is loud. There are people drinking and dancing in the living room. We get to another living room upstairs, this one is not as packed as the one downstairs and there is a big couch in this room. It is occupied by people to the point where some of them are seated on the floor. 

''Wow, Brad at a party? What kind of hostage situation is this?'' someone speaks with disbelief in his eyes. 

I look at my boyfriend and he just shrugs as if he can't even be bothered ''I know right. I had to literally beg him to show up,'' Clara announces, leading me further into the room ''This is his brother. The one he told us about,'' 

Four pairs of eyes look up to me immediately, three guys and another girl. So this is the crew. These are the people that are supposed to be his friends ''Oh, Nate mentioned he saw you guys at a hotel,'' the one that spoke earlier mutters. 

I nod. 

Nate is the guy we saw on our date but he isn't here right now ''Why don't you guys mind your business Jason,'' Ford interjects with an eye roll, now I know he is Jason. He places his hands inside his pocket ''Where are the drinks?'' he asks looking around. 

''Downstairs, do you want to go with me?'' Clara asks him, swinging her hands off me and to his. 

He shrugs and heads for the direction of the door ''I'll get something for you,'' he tells me before leaving. 

So he is just going to leave me here with these people that I don't even know. Why did I come here in the first place? I take the blame on this. I insisted and got what I wanted. 

''You know you can have a seat,'' another one of the guys seated on the large leather couch suggests. 

I look around and there are no free spaces ''Where exactly. This place is ridiculously full.'' 

He laughs and I look at him—like look at him closely for the first time. His hair is a hazel brown, like the colour of chocolate. His eyes are the same colour, it should look weird but it fits the shape of his face. his jaw is strong and sharp. His nose is a little puffy but it suits him perfectly. The smile on his face reveals a crinkle on his forehead—more like frown lines. He gestures for me to come closer with his hands and I oblige, next thing I know, he stands up from the couch and I see how tall he is. He is way taller than Ford and ford is tall, being over 6ft. this guy is taller and slim. He is dressed in blue faded jeans and a plain black tee shirt. he sits down on the armrest of the couch and pats the empty space next to him. 

I manage to squeeze next to Jason, whose attention is already onto the person next to me ''Nice to meet you, stepbrother,'' he stretches his hand out. 

I look at his fingers, they are long and slender ''I have a name,'' I roll my eyes as I take his hands in mine.

''Well do you want to share this name with me?'' he smiles making the lines on his forehead deepen. 

It seems like every one of Ford's friends is flirty because this guy is definitely flirting with me. Maybe this is just be mistaking being friendly as flirting. I mean what do I even know about flirting?

''Lance,'' I manage a faint smile because I don't want to look like I am flirting too. Even though these people don't know it, I have a boyfriend. I don't plan on making any new friends. 

I am totally content with the ones I have right now. 

''Nice to meet you, Lance. I am Dylan,'' he breathes out. 

I let go of his hand and he leans closer to whisper into my ear ''Are you and Brad close?'' he asks me curiously. 

I shrug ''Not that close?''

He raises a brow ''He said you guys were though. Said you are the best thing about his dad's marriage.''

My heart freezes. 

He actually said that to his friends.

I don't know what to think about that. the fact that he talked about me and said such sweet words is everything to me. 

''Uh, I don't know about that. I guess he is cool,'' I try to act like this is not a big deal to me. I mean, I want to scream at the top of the lungs. He thinks I am the best thing and he actually said that out loud. 

I am freaking out in my head. 

''So, how does it feel to have a new family?''

It seems like he wants to get to know me, meanwhile, all I want to do is find Ford and hold him in my arms. I am not interested in conversing with these people. 

He is taking too long. 

''There's nothing different about it. maybe getting used to the fact that it's not just me and my mom but everything else is the same thing.''

He nods ''I get what you mean. My mom got married to someone else but I am usually with my dad most of the year. So I don't pay attention to her new hubby.''

Why does he need to ask when he can already relate. 

''O.M.G, Lance is here,'' I hear her voice and recognise it immediately. I knew I was going to bump into Lisa at this party but I kinda prayed I wouldn't have to talk to her. 

Fucking hell.