"You're weird today."Briton's words cut through the air nearly sending Charlie's heart thumping out of his chest at the sudden visit of unwelcome words. Charlie looked down at his shoes feeling his face growing red.
Was it really that obvious? Charlie wondered sneaking a glance at Briton who was crawling akwardly and cutely onto his bed before he fumbled with the tv remote. He really needed to get better at hiding his feelings, Charlie noted trying to straighten up and act as if the words didnt bother him the best way he could.
"I um... uh..." Briton mumbled seeming to be a bit apologetic before claiming they were going to watch a movie.
Charlie only shrugged just happy that the subject was being changed.
Actually enjoying the pick of the movie Charlie watched it intently, his mind slowly fading into the movie as he slipped away from his life problems and into the action and adventure of the fifth element.
"I just gotta change my clothes, I almost forgot." Charlie nodded not really grasping what Briton had said as he continued to watch the end of the movie, to engrossed in it to understand his words.
Charlie's brow furrowed at the sudden flurry of flying pants passing through his peripheral vision. Turning in his seat his eyes landed on a half naked Briton, his shirt beginning to be pulled over his head. He looked even more scrawny and small than Charlie imagined, though its not really like Charlie had ever imagined what his friend looked like naked....
Bruises lay across his bare skin some looking newer than others.
"Briton..." Charlie whispered horrified.
The boy turned giving Charlie the cold shoulder as he pulled on socks.
"Alright, come on," Briton finally said after what felt like an eternity to Charlie. Getting up silently and following Briton out his apartment and to the car, the air became thick and awkward.
The loud sound of the music drifted out the house and across the street greeting Charlie where he sat in Briton's car parked about a house down from the teenage crowded party.
"Ready?" Charlie asked gently, concerned at the way his friend seemed to be growing pale just looking at the crowds of people.
Charlie hopped out of the car, deciding on giving Briton as much time as he needed to get out the car and build up to go into the party where no doubtfully Briton's aggressors would be.
"I'm only going in for a few minutes! I'll probably leave early, too, so just text me if you need a ride home later." Briton called receiving a thumbs up from Charlie before the loud blonde sunk into the bodies of people.
"Hey Charles man what's up?" Charlie was greeted as soon as he entered the sea of people, turning around to find the sound of the voice he grinned at his auburn haired friend. "Hey Mike."
"Man where've you been?" Mike asked after giving his friend a bro hug.
Charlie shrugged as his eyes involuntarily scoped the room for Briton.
"Jake's already upstairs gettin some." His friend smirked at him before pointing at a group of girls who were giggling and chatting as they sipped from cups in their hands. "Punch's already spiked, though most people just went straight for the alcohol."
"Damn guessed I missed a lot then." Charlie muttered as his eyes traveled down a girls body who was wearing one of the tightest tank tops and shortest shorts he had ever seen. Another grin made its way across his face as he realized he was checking a girl out and actually liked it. I knew I wasn't gay, Charlie thought relieved.
The faint nudge of an elbow to his ribs made Charlie break his gaze from the girl and look over at Mike.
"Two girls, three o'clock. I call the one on the right." Mike muttered before throwing a slight smirk on.
Charlie quickly ran a hand through his hair out of habit.
"Hey boys." A petite looking brunette said her words slurring together, already heavily intoxicated.
"Ladies." Charlie smiled, first checking out the small brunette before glancing over at the taller punk looking girl, her hair a jet black.
The punk looking girl muttered something under breath and rolled her eyes. She looked like she could careless about being here, and she just so happened to be the girl on the left.
"You look familiar, do I know you from somewhere?" Mike asked leaning in towards the brunette nonchalantly as he spoke.
The girl giggled slightly. " I sit next to you in english, silly."
"Oooo how are you going to recover from that one." The other girl chuckled amused.
"Alli, quit it." The brunette hissed receiving a glare from Alli, as the two began to try and stare the other one down.
"Why don't we go dance." Mike interrupted the two smoothly.
"Uhh sure," The brunette smiled. "Why dont you look after my friend while I'm away." She daintly placed a hand on Charlie's forearm, but kept her eyes on Alli, before walking off in Mike's arms.
"Well guess that just leaves you and-" Charlie stopped midsentece as the girl began to walk away. "Hey where are you going?" He gently grabbed the girls forearm. Only to be roughly shaken off. "Where do you think I'm going." Alli rolled her eyes and stared at Charlie as if he was dumb. "Unlike my ditzy friend, I don't roll that way." With that she walked off leaving Charlie standing there with his mouth open.
The sudden absence of music only breaking him out of his trance as he looked away from Alli's retreating figure.
"What the?" He muttered, lightly touching his ears feeling weird that the loud pounding of music that had accompanied him since he walked in was gone. Making his way over to the crowd of people, Charlie stood on his tippy toes, unable to get a good view, he did his best to push through people, but was still unable to really see anything.
"Hey Trevor what going on here?" Charlie asked spotting one of his friends who was now cheering with the rest of the people around him.
"Some random guy just showed Vic Rockford up." Trevor laughed obviously stoked at the notion.
"Who?" Charlie asked appalled at the idea of someone wanting to try and show up the popular, muscled jock.
"Ehh, I don't know, I think his name is somethin that starts with an N."
Charlie's eyes widened, Nate. He didnt. There were a lot of people at the party with a name beginning with the letter N, but Charlie had a strong feeling that Nate was the one who had 'showed Vic up'. He could have at least called me for backup. Charlie thought slightly annoyed.
The sudden return of music only made Charlie more annoyed as he tried to push through the crowds of people.
"Am I really the only one who has an ounce of common sense??" Charlie caught the fragment of a conversation as he spotted Nate, Oscar and Briton.
"Hey Charlie want to dance?" A girl suddenly blocked his path a drink was firmly clutched in her hand, while the other was now pressed against the blonde's chest.
"Not right now." Charlie answered irritated as he watched Nate dash out the door.
"What's stuck up your ass?" The girl growled back before moving on.
Charlie began walking again, picking up his pace as he watched Briton double over coughing. He only slowed down slight after seeing the dyed blonde grasp Oz's wrist and then altogether come to a complete stop as he watched Oz rub Briton's back.
Charlie's heart dropped as he watched the two. Briton probably enjoyed the physical encounter between him and Oz, it probably wasnt awkward as it had been between them when they were at his house. Briton was probably even smiling, just the way he had when Oscar had ruffled his hair, well if he could with the lack of air he was getting, either way he was probably enjoying it.
Charlie began walking again, pushing past the two and unnecessarily shoving Oz as he exited the house.
That party was lame anyway, Charlie thought sourly kicking a rock as he walked alone down the dark sidewalk. Why did he even care what Briton and Oscar did together. They were both friends they could do whatever the hell they wanted together, he had no say.
Letting out a frustrated breath he roughly pulled a hand through his hair yanking out a few strands in the process.
"VIOLET!!" A clearly frustrated and worried voice rang through the streets barely reaching Charlie's ears.
"Nate?!" Charlie called out thinking he recognized the voice.
The voice sounded distress and Charlie was pretty sure it was Nate, he had seen him dash out of the house, so it would make sense.
Charlie began running, calling Nate's name out again, hoping his friend and Violet were okay.
At least this situation was something to keep his mind off of Briton and Oz who were probably all over each other by now. Charlie picked up speed at the thought just barely making out a running figure in front of him. There was no way he would catch up to him, he was already starting to lose his breath not use to the sudden heavy exercise. Well at least he could try, he had already let Nathan down in the brawl against him and Briton's bullies, he wasnt going to do it again.