Abby's POV

I chew my bottom lip, avoiding the stare of Mr. Sanchez, his gaze focus on Dave, who was having a stare down with his father,

I can't help but turn to look at Dave, his lips swollen from our make out, his hair ruffled in different directions, his clothes wrinkled and loose, 

"Explain this to me son." His father demanded, I glanced back to Dave, his eyes staring intently on his father,

"None of your business Dad" Dave spat, his father focused on my appearance, he eyed me head to toe, insecurity washes over me as I shift in my position, awkwardly,

His eyes flash a hint of security, his eyes widened in familiarity, I stared down on my feet, 

"Beg your pardon.... but you're the lady in the elevator...Miss?" I cooed closer to Dave, he rubs my arm as a sign of reassurance,

"Dad...if your nose wasn't that nosy...then I would happily explain to you in the following days..." Dave trailed off, his father scowled at his sons snarky attitude,

" Then I want the explanation now son." His father, who was scowling a moment ago, now holds authority in his face,

"For the last time Dad, i said not now" His jaw clenched, eyes intimidating his father,

"I'm your father Dave! answer me now!" his father shouted, i cringe as his voice raised, echoing within the wall of his sons office,

Dave gripped my hand and pulled me inside my office, he closed the door, shutting it in the process, 

"I'm so sorry Dave, this is my fault i shouldn't have kissed you when-"

"Just...Be quiet.." He cut me off, i stared at him for a moment, waiting for him to speak,

"Look...i want you to go home now...i don't want you getting involved with my mess..." he stepped closer to me, wrapping an arm around my waist, he gave me a quick kiss in the lips before pulling away,

"Just..go now" He turned to look away from me, I sighed before grabbing my bag and walking out of my office,

***

I was currently eating a doughnut when a ringing sound came from my door, i finished the doughnut in two bites before taking two long strides to the front door,

i slowly opened the door, revealing a blonde boy standing in my porch,

"Hey, Abby"

"It's been a while Parker" I motioned him to step inside, he slumped down on the sofa before grabbing a doughnut on the table,

"Hey that's mine!" He licked the pastry, i shivered in disgust as he took a bite on the doughnut,

" You're mine" He smirked before devouring the doughnut, i punched him on the arm with all my strength,

"Ow! what the hell Abby!" He pouted while rubbing his shoulder, i laugh and sit down beside him,

He glares at me for a moment before wrapping an arm around my shoulder,

"So...  how's work?" He grabs the remote and flicks through the channels, I reluctantly grab it from his hands and flick it back to the movie,

"Its fine really, and what the hell are you doing here?" I narrow my eyes at him, he groans in response, 

"Nothing, just want to head on and visit with my favorite lady friend" He pushes me closer, i lay my head on his shoulder, 

We're only friends right?

A few minutes have passed, no one spoke, the characters in the movie  could be heard through soft murmurs,

"Yep. I'm bored" I lazily stand up, swaying side to side as i make my way to the kitchen,

" I want a drink" I stood on a chair, standing on my tipsy toes as i grabbed the red wine from the glass cabinet, 

I lost my footing, making  the chair stumble, wobble, shake, a short scream escapes my lips as I prepare for the hard impact of the floor,

" Be careful" I open my eyes seeing Parker staring down on me, carrying me bridal style, I nod slowly as I grip the bottle of wine in my hand, I place two glasses of wine on the coffee table, 

"Cheers" We chant before taking a sip, well... for him i guess, I gulped the whole thing down, drinking its whole content, the tangy sweet  bitter taste of the wine makes me crave more,

I pour more on my glass, Parker glances at me, but ignores me and focuses on the TV,

I swing the drink to my lips, quenching my thirst for the red liquid,

Parker turns to me and shakes his head,

"Stop that, i don't want you to be drunk" He whined before walking to the kitchen, fumbling and shifting glasses could be heard,

He came back to the living room, carrying two bottles of whiskey in his hand,

"Unless you get drunk the right way" He smirked before opening the lid, he hands me one and i open the lid,

" Lets get fucked"

*******

"Parker? are you dead?" I kick him lightly on the side, he groans and hugs my leg,

" i don't want to die" he wined and tightens his hold on my leg, i groan as he tightens his grasp on my leg, i kick him strong enough to get him off my leg, he rolls on the floor and starts crying like a baby,

"Ow! that hurt you know!" He got up and rubbed his slightly pink nose, he groggily walks to the sofa and falls on it, 

I jump up high and land on his back, i giggle as he lets out a girly scream while trying to free from me,

"Abby you're so heavy!" He struggles underneath me, with one final hard push, i fell to the ground, the carpet scrubbing against my skin,

It was obviously clear we were both drunk.Both lost in the world's problems.Our problems.

Parker huffs before sitting up, he eyes me down, laying on the carpet on my back, i giggle at his colorful eyes,

"Your eyes are pretty" I hover a hand on the air, pointing it on his eyes,

He yawns, his eyes squeeze shut before speaking,

"What time is it?"

"I don't know but that thing over there is pointing at 2" He turns his head on the white circle, he nods slowly before standing up,

"Come on, lets get to bed now" He offered his hand, i giggled before clasping my hand in his,

Why the fuck am i giggling?

My weight seemes to be a struggle to maintain since Parker swayed, struggling to keep out balance, as soon as he lifts me up, my head crashes to his chest, causing him to stumble backwards and fall to the couch,

He fell backwards, I giggled before landing on top of him, the force of the fall causing our lips to collide,

His eyes fall shut, moving his lips with mine, his skin felt hot against mine, the smell of alcohol buring my nose, his hands grazed the side of my cheek,

I wanted to pull away, the thought of Dave witnessing this would cause a fight. Violence. War.

"Parker...." I whispered in between the kiss, he continues to kiss me before speaking,

"I love you so much Abby"

A door opens, he clattering of keys and the sound of footsteps come close to us,

"What the fuck?!" The sound of a fist colliding against the flesh of a cheek could be heard, i opened my eyes to see Parker lying limp on the floor, groaning. Possibly almost unconscious, his left cheek red and forming a bruise,

I looked up to meet flaming brown eyes that looked darker than ever, Anger, Jealously showing in them,

Dave stood there looking mad than ever