7 Minutes In Heaven

Ally
I moan, holding his gaze for a moment before they close. "Beautiful," i murmur, my hands going down his back to his hips. I feel his movements and just want more. I relax more, spread my legs a bit more for him.

Daren
"Oh. Alright." Dieting, maybe but she really didn't need it. I'm actually slightly troubled by it. One brownie and half of a slice of pizza. Maybe she ate before the party though.

Kendall: There was a throbbing pain in my head now. Grr.. "Could you take me home?" I asked. It looked like he was almost done, anyway.

Daren
"Yeah, sure." I stand and throw our garbage out, finish my crust and lead her out to my car. "Everything...alright?" I ask. She looked distracted.

Kendall: "You just asked me that five minutes ago," I laughed slightly, getting back into his car.

Daren
"Well...you just seem distracted," i say sheepishly.

Kendall: "Sorry...?" I shrugged. "I just have a lot on my mind, but I'm fine."

Daren
I pull out of the Pizza Hut and down the road. "Sooo...where do you live?"

Kendall: "*insert address here*" It was a nice part of town, though on the opposite side from Rosetta's.

Daren
I nod, heading that direction. "Hm. You're by the Chilli's i work at."

Kendall: I laughed. "No way. I guess I'll have to come visit you there someday then." Although just thinking about the food there...ugh.

Daren
I chuckle. "You better. It gets boring there off hours."

Kendall: "Don't you have any friends at work?"

Daren
"A few people i talk with, no one i'd concider a friend though. Aquaintances," i say, turning off into a suburb.

Kendall: "That sucks." I was glad I didn't have a job if they were so boring. "I'll definitely come visit you, then."

Daren
"I'd like that," i say softly, going down her street.

Kendall: I smiled. When we came to my house I gave Daren a kiss on the cheek, and slipped something into his hand. My phone number. "I had fun...see ya at school!" Then I hopped out of the car and half-ran into my house.

Daren
I smile and wave to her from the car, pulling out of her driveway and heading home.

Kendall: I slipped inside, up the slim spiral staircase in the middle of our house to my room. I could hear my parents with their friends in the back room on the first floor, probably getting drunk. EW.

Jonas
"They certainly try" I murmured, glancing over at my shoulder then back to her "And I promise. I haven't done that kind of thing in over a year, anyway. I learned my lesson"

Bekka: "Is that what caused the arm replacement?" I manage to say casually, opening the door to the dinner.
We step inside and I notice the style, seventies. Red and white checkered floor tiles, stripped walls, round counters and bright blue booths. I grin and pull him inside.

Rome: I shake a little. 
"Ally, maybe we shouldn't do this. We're so drunk," I whisper, because I'm having an awfully timed urge to throw up. Too much booze.
I hope she doesn't see how pale I am now.

Ally
"You mean you're so drunk," i murmur, but hear something off in his tone. "You alright?"

Jonas
"Yes, but I don't think I'm supposed to tell you that whole story" I muttered, as we walked to a booth in the corner

Bekka: I sat in the couch in the booth across from him.
"Why, you don't trust me? It's alright it you don't, I mean, I've known you for an hour or so," I chuckle.
A waitress comes and asks for drinks.
"Got any coke?" I smile because it's such a cheap drink.
She nods and turns to Jonas.
"Anything for you?"

Rome: I can't hold it back now. I roll off her and my stomach heaves. Disgusting. Vomit is on the wall, thankfully dark so it's hard to see, and a terrible stench is in the room.
"Oh God. Dammit. Sorry Ally," I say weakly.

Ally
I blink astonished that just happened. I stand and feel along the wall for the light switch, turning it on before kneeling down beside Rome. I take his arm gently and help him up, going to the guest bathroom. "Come on, before you puke again." I set him down in front of the toilet, sitting on the edge of the tub, rubbing his back comfortingly. Seems i'm stuck with my effing virginity for a while more.

Jonas
"Cream soda, please" I said quietly. I was addicted to the stuff, sometimes when I tried to go sober perminately, that was my substitute for booze. It was yet to work, but whatever.