[Open] We Can't Stop

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"Aaaayyyeeee." Park said out loud when Joel told her to twerk. For a white girl with no booty, she could twerk pretty well. "Oh stop." Parker said to Declan as they looked at Charlie. He was such a protective big brother. "Your sister has a killer body, let the girl show it off once in awhile." she smiled up at him and gave him a playful nudge. Being the only one in the group that didn't drink was a little weird sometimes, but she honestly didn't mind. "Yes, let's. I'm sure Joel packed the fridge with some. He knew I'd be here." she said with a smile as she made her way into the kitchen with Declan. Park loved how he remembered that her favorite drink was apple juice. It probably was nothing, but it meant something to her. Parker gave a two thumbs up to Blake and then quickly put them down as Declan handed her the apple juice bottle, "Thank you." She opened it, took a sip and then put the cover back on. "Wanna dance?" Park asked with a smile and then outed. "Pleeeeease?" Just then she saw Patrick and just smiled to him. "Congrats on signing to Lions." she said as he made his way over to them. Park just smiled and shook her head, "Well Charlie is a little preoccupied at the moment and this butt won't go dance with me." she said as she scrunched her face up at Declan and then looked back to Patrick. "Why aren't you out there? I'm sure there are tons of girls that would love to dance with you."

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[ROSELYN RAE DAVIS]

Roselyn lift her eyebrows as Charlie made her way over to Blaze. “ Signed, sealed, delivered,” she muttered in his direction before she pat him on the butt and walked away. Well he wasn’t going to need much game with that one. But as she walked away, she narrowed her eyes, watching as the girl continuously looked into the crowd before looking back at Blaze. Ah. So she was using Blaze for something. That’s alright, he was using her ,too,really. Roselyn shook her head, letting him be on his own. No wing-man needed tonight. Besides, she needed to find her own person to hang out with since he had already found his pursuit. Roselyn puffed out her cheeks, slightly bored as she walked through the house. Even if Blaze was really good friends with Joel, it wasn’t everyday you got to dig through Joel and Georgia’s home. And she suddenly couldn’t help but wonder what kind of popsicles they had. Quite frankly, any type sounded fantastic. She turned on her heel quickly, downing her drink as she gunned towards the kitchen.

[PATRICK JARROD BROWN]

Trick sort of smirked as Parker suggested that a lot of girls would want to dance with him. “ A lot of girls want to dance with a One Direction member, not because of who I am. And I… am presently asking the most gorgeous girl in the room… if she would like to twerk her naughties alongside me,” he said before grinning again brightly. Trick stood up straight, taking a sip out of his cup and stretching his arms out. “ However, I don’t want to step on your boyfriends toes. And as fun as hanging out in a kitchen drinking apple juice must be,… when you decide that you are ready to have a memorable night, I ask that you find me,”. Trick threw her a wink before nodding his head once at Declan and turning away from them. Part of what she said was true. There were a lot of girls out there. And she sort of seemed drawn to the tall bloke she was with. At least he had put in some ground work on it, just in case someday.. Trick made his way through the crowd before going to the same table that Joel had stood on and stood up quickly, holding his arms up. “ Ladies,…ladies. Maybe a few of you men,” he said, pointing explicitly at Cole. “ I’m in need of a dance partner. Yet I am all alone,” he said, pouting out his bottom lip. “ I’m putting my faith into the kindness of your hearts.. to come and relieve me of my sadness. And drop it like it’s hot…twerk it.. do whatever you like. As long as I don’t have to know your name or pretend to care about your first dog.” he said , starting to randomly look around the crowd for someone to dance with.

[AMBER ROSE KINGSTON]

This was perfect. Amber was surrounded by most of her friends and wrapped up in her fiance's arms. It couldn't get any better than this. She rested her head against Asher's chest and held onto his hands with her's. This is what she missed most when he was gone for so long. When he put his arms around her, Amber felt safe, she felt like nothing could go wrong. Nothing else mattered in that moment, it was just them. "I would love that. I definitely need some R and R, especially with you." Amber closed her eyes when Asher kissed her shoulder blade and then opened them after she remembered they were in the middle of a party. Couldn't they just leave now? Amber made a face to herself. No, they had to be here for a bit. Cole and the rest of the guys in One Direction seemed like nice people, but right now, Amber just wanted to spend time with Asher while she still had him. Amber turned around to face Asher and placed her arms wround the back of his neck. Looking up at him she smiled, "Just you and me. No one else." she leaned on her tip toes to kiss him and then smiled slightly against his lips before she stopped. "I love you baby." she kissed him once more and then noticed someone coming towards them, Olivia. Amber totally forgot that her sister was here. "Hey baby girl, what's going on?" Olivia didn't look like she was having that much fun.

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"I don't know anybody here besides you two lovebirds, Joel and Melanie. I don't want to disturb your time, Joel is busy doing God knows what and Melanie is on the hunt for some Brit that stole the Jack Daniels." Olivia said as she gave Amber a pouty face that made Amber laugh. "It's not funny." Olivia said with a smile. "I'm sorry but you're so cute and pitiful right now." Amber laughed again. "Go ahead, laugh at my misery." Olivia joked. It sucked being so shy. She really only made friends with her sisters friends and half of them only bothered with her because they had to. Of course she had friends in school, none knew any of these people. "I suck." Olivia said as she pouted again and then laughed with Amber. Patrick got up on the table and Olivia couldn't help but smile. He was definitely her favorite One Direction member. She loved everything about him, especially his hair. Just then she felt Amber's arms on hers. "Go dance with him." "What?! Are you hearing yourself right now? I'll go up to him, not know what to say, make a fool of myself and probably faint from not breathing. No thank you." Olivia tried to ignore the look she was getting from Amber, "No..its not happening." "Fine.." Amber said, but then she pushed her through the crowd. Olivia tripped over someone's foot and bumped right into Patrick. Way to go. She looked up at him blushing, "Uh..I'm so sorry." She stood there still looking ta him..awkward silence. Olivia quickly looked away and then looked back to him. Man up Liv. "Still looking for that dance partner? I promise I;m actually not that clumsy." she said with asmall laugh , attempting to make a joke.

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[ASHER SCOTT KINGSTON]

Asher smiled as he felt the warmth of Amber against him again. These moments made him so glad to be home. He smirked as her sister came towards them, relaxing his arm over her shoulders as he moved to stand at her side. He put out a bottom lip to pout with her before laughing quietly. “ Whoa someone took the Jack?” he said, looking over the crowd as though that were the pertinent issue at stake here. You don’t just take the Jack Daniels and leave. But he watched her for a moment. Brit. Jack Daniels. It was probably the Lions kid. He turned to listen to Patrick as he stood on the table and shook his head. What a kid.. He had a lot of growing up to do. But that didn’t seem to stop Olivia from checking him out. “ Aw, c’mon!” he called out to Olivia as she walked away from them and towards Patrick. Well, more like being pushed forcibly by her loving sister. “ That wasn’t very nice,” he said down to Amber, swatting her on her behind gently as he winked at her and tilt his head towards the kitchen. “ Come on. You know she’ll get nervous if she thinks you’re watching,” he said before making his way away from the scene.

[PATRICK JARROD BROWN]

Patrick jumped down from the table, just in time to be ran into by a petite, clumsy blonde. He narrowed his eyebrows as he looked down at her, with her complete silence. Maybe she was a mute. “ Ah,” he said jubilantly as she offered to be his dance partner. “ Brilliant,” he offered as he put his hand out to gesture to both sides. “ Clearly no one wants to dance with me. And you are quite dashing, so… we’ll give it a go” he said, starting to turn away before he looked back at her, making a slightly concerned expression. “ DO you have a dog? Because I mean it. I don’t want to know about it.” he said, giving her a wink before he took her by the hand and led her away. Maybe he should have made sure she was over 18. That was a rule here, right? And he couldn’t really tell by looking at her. She looked young. Well, she looked gorgeous really.. no matter what age she was. But pretty girls seemed to come and go. And quite honestly he hadn’t found anyone worth sticking around for. Which is exactly why he had turned into who he was today. It was easy to let it go to your head when all of the girls you met seemed vapid, and only wanted you because they wanted who they thought you were instead of who you were as a human being and person. They just wanted a night, and a memory. And he just wanted to take advantage of being a young guy. Patrick smiled as he moved closer to her, brushing some of her hair away from her face. This apartment was packed, and it was hot enough as it was without adding the fact that they were dancing.

[MELANIE ELIZABETH THOMPSON]

Melanie had only gotten one cup of Jack before it disappeared. Somebody's head was going to roll. It was one of the only liquors Melanie drank and she was going to have more than one damn cup. After searching almost the entire house, Melanie had one more spot to check, the balcony. Sliding the glass door open, she peeked her head outside. Ah ha! There was the bottle, and Rylan Lion. "Should've figured it was you." she said as she slid the door closed. "I searched all over the place for that bottle." she said with a gesture towards the jack. As she made her way over to him, she held up her cup. "Do you mind if I pour myself a drink?" Without waiting for an answer, Melanie took the bottle, opened it and filled her cup. Before putting the cap back on, she took a quick shot. Replacing the cap, she handed the bottle back to Rylan. Melanie turned to head back inside, she kind of felt bad leaving Olivia all by herself. Although, the girl was almost 17 years old, she could fend for herslef. Melanie stopped and then turned back around, "I'm actually going to hang out here for a bit too, that okay?" It wasn't his place to say if she could or not, but he was out here first and if he really didn'i want her out here, she'd go back in.

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[DECLAN JAMES HODGINS]

Declan rummaged through the fridge, finding that Joel or Georgia one had indeed stocked it full with water bottles and apple juice. He shook his head slightly with a smirk before he looked back up at Parker, who was being asked to dance by one of those backstreet boy wannabes. He lift both of his eyebrows in surprise, tucking his hands in his front pockets. “ Not her boyfriend, but thanks for wanting to not step on my toes…’mate’.” Declan said, not doing much to conceal his annoyance. He was pretty sure he could break that guys spine by just letting his shadow do the work. But whatever, it wasn’t worth getting worked up over. He wasn’t in a ring getting paid for it. Declan licked his lips quickly, looking back down at Parker. “ Aren’t you supposed to be swooning over guys like that? Charlie’s really good friends with Cole. I’m guessing if you wanted she could hook you up..” he said as he looked down at her. Hook her up. She seemed to little for that. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was friends with people a little younger than him, he was pretty confident he would be the one trying to hook up with her. But that was another thing. She didn’t seem like the kind of girl you ‘hooked’ up with. She was a lifer. She had that warning label slapped right on her pretty little forehead.

[RYLAN NOAH LION]

Rylan leaned on the railing of the balcony, looking down at all of the people passing by on the streets. Ordinary people, doing ordinary things. And he couldn’t help but wonder if they had this much drama in their lives. Did their ex-girlfriends engage in fake relationships, nauseating him beyond belief as they paraded around? Did their fathers employ said ex-girlfriends and start to turn her image into something he didn’t even recognize. Rylan pinched the bridge of his nose, standing up straight as he heard the balcony door slide open. He had already kicked about ten different girls off of the balcony, but when he saw that it was Melanie he slightly relaxed, leaning back on the ledge. She wasn’t someone that tried to use him for anything, or to try to use him to get to someone else. “ Yeah take what you want,” he said, bringing his hand up to run over his hair and make a mess of it. Rylan leaned on the railing so that his body was facing Melanie. “ Sure, that’s alright by me. Trying to escape… everything?” he questioned, tilting his head towards the apartment. “ It’s a bit of a production,” he said while slightly annoyed. Rylan made a slight face, looking back down at the street. It was October, and it was cold. “ Here,” he said numbly, starting to take off his button up shirt. He was wearing a t-shirt underneath it, he’d be fine. Rylan brought his hand up, scratching his thumb along the edge of his jaw before he wrapped his long sleeved shirt around her body and then stepped back to lean against the rail again. “ She’s putting out a new song you know.” he said, shaking his head. He could talk about how he USED to date her. It wasn’t like he was telling Melanie that the relationship with Joel was fake. “Come and get it…. “ he said quietly before taking in a deep breath and offering a quick smile to Melanie and smirking. “ I’m sorry, I’m making lousy company. How is your evening?.. You look stunning, by the way.” he offered genuinely. Girls deserved to be told that they looked pretty. Most guys overlooked it. But girls.. they worked so hard, spending hours, scrutinizing whether or not they picked the right shade of lipstick or right outfit to wear. That’s why he tried as often as he could to compliment girls – especially when they held true beauty.