TLC || I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs, but I'm afraid that someone might hear me.

TLC || I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs, but I'm afraid that someone might hear me. by nadiaa featuring supra shoes

I walked in to what I could assume was Scarlett's apartment. Brooke had forgotten to tell me, but I assumed with all the people going in and out that this was where the party was. I pushed the door open and I walked into the packed apartment, not knowing anyone. Although, this Scarlett must have had lots of friends…

I spotted Brooke and some other chick, probably Scarlett and I walked over to her, "Not here yet, I guess-"

I wrapped an arm around her waist gently so not to scare her, "I don't think I've ever seen this many people in an apartment before." I smirked and turned towards Scarlett, "You must be Scarlett." I grinned, offering her my hand, "I'm Nick."

She nodded and looked me up and down with a smirk, "I guess."

"Happy birthday." I said, handing a card that was in my pocket.

She grinned, "Thanks," She said, sitting the card behind her where a bunch of presents already were, "So I'm hoping your intentions with my Brooke-"

I interrupted her before she went any farther, "Don't worry, I plan on sticking around." I turned towards Brooke and pushed her hair out of her face.

"Actually I was hoping your intentions were to keep her from this epic dry spell." She said, almost making me choke.

"Scar!!" Brooke exclaimed.

I chuckled, trying to laugh it off, "I'll try."

Brooke turned towards me with her red cheeks, "I'm sorry about her."

Scarlett raised a brow at her, "I'm not! I'm serious. End her dry spell please. She's starting to get really annoying.

Brooke shot her another glare, "Stop it now."

I grinned, "It's okay babe."

She sighed, "Let's go get you a drink." She said, pulling me away from Scarlett and gave her a nasty glare, "God, I'm so embarrassed."

I grinned, "Don't be. I thought it was funny… And I'm not opposed to her suggestion." I gave her a small week.

Her cheeks turned red again, "God, you're going to kill me you know that, right?"

I smirked, "I hope not tonight. I was thinking… maybe I can help you clean up after everybody leaves?" I asked, hoping I wasn't taking it too far.

"I don't think there will be much to clean…" She bit her lip.

I shrugged, leaning in to kiss her deeply, "I wasn't really thinking about cleaning…"

"Okay…" She breathed out.

"Brooke! We need more ice!" I heard a voice call out and a guy stepped into the kitchen where we were and she pulled away quickly, "Oh, sh.it, sorry." He gave us a small smirk.

"Mason." She glared.

"Sorry." He shrugged, "Is this the guy? Have you ended the dry spell yet?" He smirked at me.

Brooke groaned, "I tell you and Scarlett way too much."

I grinned at the two of them, "I'll take care of the situation."

"Thank god for that." Mason smirked at the two of us, making Brooke glare at him.

"How do you even know we need ice? You're late!" She exclaimed.

"The drunk brunette at the front said something. You seen Scar?" He asked quickly.

Brooke nodded at him, "She's over there waiting for you."

He was obviously affected by that statement, "She said that?"

Brooke shook her head with a laugh, "Of course not. " She turned back to me, "I've got to do some hostess duties," She turned around and grabbed a few shots, handing me one, "To birthday's." She toasted as I took the opportunity to kiss her neck.

"To that dress…" I trailed off before the two of us slowly took the shots.

My finger traced the cutouts in the dress and she breathed out, "Nick…."

"I'll come with you." I grinned as she pulled back and led me into the kitchen. She got ice and poured it into a bucket before filling it with beer and wine coolers and she suddenly took another shot.

"You're going to be wasted." I pointed out with a smirk as she grabbed two beers and handed me one.

"Easier for you to take advantage of me." She winked, making me laugh. Honestly all I could think about was going home with her tonight, but I didn't want to push her.

"I think I'd prefer you begging for it." I said in a low voice, making her groan as I pressed my lips against hers.

"I don't think that will be an issue." She whispered softly, "Oopsy." She said, falling back as I helped her.

"How much have you drank before I got here?"

She shrugged, "It's a party!!" She grinned as she gave me a little shimmy, making me laugh.

"Damn, you are cute as hell."

"Cute?" She asked, biting her lip.

I nodded, "Extra f.cking cute."

She gave me a small pout, "Is that all? Guys don't like cute girls."

I smirked, "You are also incredibly gorgeous and insanely hot."

"Then why haven't we had sex?" She pouted again.

"Because we're not rushing into it…" I trailed off, cursing myself for being the 'good guy.'

"I'm tired of waiting. Please come over tonight." She blinked into my eyes.

I nodded, "I can't wait…" I grinned.

She gave me a big smile and gave me a big kiss, "God, I can't wait."

"Are you ready to go?" Brooke pressed her body against mine and I knew she was still drunk. I was worried that maybe it was too much, especially if we were going to have sex… I didn't want her to regret it in the morning.

"I am…" I nodded, trailing off.

"You're still coming over right…" She looked up at me through her lashes. There were still people at the party, still drinking, but all I wanted was to be with Brooke.

I nodded, "Definitely… Unless you don't want me to."

She shook her head quickly, "God no. I want you to come. I might be drunk, but I know exactly what I want."

I smirked, "What's that?"

"You." She grinned wickedly at me.

I intertwined my fingers with hers as she led us towards the entrance before there was a knock on the door. We both furrowed our brows cause it was 4 am. Brooke opened the door and two cops stood in front of us.

"Oh sh.it." Brooke said under her breath, "What can I do for you two gentlemen?" She gave them a smile.

"Who's the owner of this house?"

"Not me!" She exclaimed quickly, "I'm sorry, my friend."

They raised their brows, "Can you go get her?"

She nodded, "Of course!" She said, giving me a look before quickly walked away.

"Come on in." I told them as I opened the door, while the cops looked around. It had definitely been a party.

"Can we see everybody's ID!" The police yelled as I quickly grabbed my ID, being in the clear, but the two girls who were still drinking whatever was left, unfortunately were 19… 

Brooke walked out, Scarlett following her, and I could definitely tell by her just f.cked hair, what happened.

"Let's go." Brooke said quickly as she started to pull me outside.

"Where are we going?" I asked her as I pushed back her hair.

"Upstairs." She said, grabbing on to my shirt and pulling me into the elevator as she pushed a button.

"You're drunk babe." I chuckled, shaking my head as I leaned down to press a kiss against her lips.

"Just tipsy." She said quietly, biting her lip and looking up at me, "You're so hot…" She trailed off, making me laugh.

"I hope that's not just the tequila talking."

She shook her head, "I wanted to f.ck you the first time I saw you." She said, boosting my ego even more.

I grinned, "Did you?" I reached for her waist and kissed up her neck before nipping at her ear, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about it too…" I trailed off.

She groaned, "Yeah?" She breathed out.

"Are you kidding? You were wearing a tight little skirt and showing off those long legs… there's not a guy on earth who wouldn't have though about them wrapped around him…"

"I want them wrapped around you…" She whispered as the elevator dinged and I pulled my body away from hers, regretfully.

"Let's go make it happen then gorgeous." I grinned at her, grabbing her hand as we walked to her door.

"Sh.it." She said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"I left my bad at Scars!" She cursed, making me laugh.

"Don't worry, I'll go get it.

She grinned as she grabbed a key from under her mat and handed it to me, but before I left, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into one last deep kiss before I walked away. I just wanted to show her a preview of what would happen in a few minutes.

"God you taste good… I can't wait to taste more." I said with a grin, seeing the expression on her face change to almost pained… I knew she wanted me, "I'll be right back." I said, kissing her again before walked away towards the elevator and heading back to Scarlett's, hoping I wouldn't get punched in the face for letting myself in.

I stuck my key in the lock but before I could turn it the door opened as Scar smirked at me, handing me Brooke's purse.

"Thanks." I told her with a grin.

She shook her head, "No problem. Just go end her dry spell for me." She said with a small wink as I chuckled.

"I plan on it." I said, walking back towards Brooke's apartment.

I opened the door expecting Brooke, but what I saw wasn't just her…

"What the f.ck?" I said as I stared at Brooke, almost naked, pressed up against this guy…

She quickly pushed him away, "Nick." She stared at me.

"Who's he?" The guy asked with a small chuckle and all I wanted to do was punch him, but I wasn't going to do this. I wasn't going to pine after a woman who didn't give any sh.its about me.

"I'm a f.cking idiot." I said simply, before throwing her purse down and walking out.

"Nick, no!" I heard Brooke's voice lightly as I walked down the stairs, "Don't leave! Let me explain!" I heard her as she walked behind me. 

I turned around noticing she was still in her sexy lingerie, "You don't have to! That kiss explained pretty much anything I needed to know!" I yelled at her.

"That's my ex! I thought he was you!" She said quickly.

I raised a brow, "Because we look alike, right?"

"No, that's why I invited him in and he was saying all this stuff about him regretting breaking up with me and then he kissed me! But I felt nothing. All that stuff that I thought I was still hung up on, was gone. I only like you."

"Well you showed it in an amazing way. I hope you're happy with him. Don't follow me please." I told her simply, pissed about the whole situation and mostly because I was the idiot that actually liked her...