Ah. Nothing beat a good fucking house party.

Especially Halloween house parties.

Girls dressed up like complete and utter sluts and there were drinks and music, and I fucked heavily with the drinks and girls.

I sure was a moody bastard but this night, I had willingly went to this party, Owen made me dress up last minute, but I had no effort so I asked Joey if he had anything for me.

Now I was in the kitchen of Dano Deely's house. To be fair, he out a fuck ton of effort into this party, from the fake cobwebs to the caution tape of the walls, the flashing lights and the smoke machine, I had to admit he went all out.

Not to mention, Dano had a perfect party house, I wonder if his parents were here or gone out or something. It was always Dano who threw these crazy house parties, again, that made me wonder.

Archie was somewhere getting me a can of bulmers while I got to watch Owen and his shit flirting.

It gave me the heebies jeebies at how bad he was.

He was trying to chat up... Maura Collins, I'd say, who was dressed up in a vampire costume, identical to Owen just more... slutty and girly.

But it was going downhill.

"My lady, it must be destiny. We're both vampires. You can't back out now." Owen said in an overexaggerated dracula voice, probably warding off about ten more ladies. "Fuck off, would ye." Was the only thing Maura said before disappearing into the sea of... people.

"It was worth a shot." Owen sighed once he was back at my side, where I stood leaning against the counter, looking out at the crowd. "You didn't even shoot your shot. You fucked that up the moment you opened your mouth, lad." I sighed, amusedly looking at Owen as he seemed absolutely gobsmacked looking across the room.

"What. The. Fuck. Look... Holy shit... I'm getting a boner just by looking.." Owen blurted out, pointing across the room at something.

I regret looking because now I can't stop.

Jesus Mary and Joseph.

It couldn't be her... she was dressed like a slutty nurse, all boob's and fishnet tights eith her friend Saoirse already excitedly pulling her along the way.

I haven't seen her all summer, now we were going into the fifth year.

Me and her were always... a thing. Never kissed, nothing, it was always just flirting and snarky comments, arguments, and laughing.

I always found her absolutely gorgeous.

But holy fuck, her in that nurse costume just changed every single one if my dirty nurse fantasies.

"I know, lad, she's forever going to be my nurse fantasy now." Owen said, probably meaning it in a funny way, but I didn't fuck around about her. "Don't ever let me hear those words out your mouth again." I told him, eyes still locked on her.

Because in all fairness, I would happily fuck up whoever spoke about her like that, even if it was my best friend.