since lestappen are both starting at the back of the grid tomorrow, if they happen to take each other out i’m gonna need a full reenactment of the 2012 karting inchident aftermath
🥀Summary🥀 Sabrina takes you to one of Nick’s famous parties, where she drank to much and spilled a secret about your love life.
🥀A/N🥀 I made a tiny reference to Bubblegum Bitch by MARINA, cause she’s my queen.
🥀Warnings🥀 Cuss words, a tiny bit of angst if you squint.
🥀Word Count🥀 2.6k
The relationship you had with Sabrina was quite unique; it was the type of friendship that you only found once in a lifetime and that would last until the end of the world, no matter how many mistakes were made. Sabrina would always protect you, no matter what type of rumours were going around about you, she was quick to defend you and she would do anything for you. And you always helped her out, too. She knew everything about you and you knew everything about her. The both of you were so close to each other that people genuinely thought that either one of you couldn’t exist without the other.
And so, naturally, she knew that you had a massive crush on one of your other friends, Caliban. How could you not? He was the person that was closest to being perfect that you knew. And there was also something horribly attractive about falling for a friend, because they saw you at your worst and they still loved you, as fucked up as you were. And sure, it was dandy and all, but it was also frightening, the thought of Caliban not liking you back because then your relationship could never go back as it was before. That’s why you had never told him, even after all the times Sabrina had encouraged you to do so.
Yes, the platinum blonde enjoyed taking you out of your comfort zone, but sometimes when it truly was something you were uncomfortable with, you wouldn’t budge, no matter how hard she would try.
But tonight, it had worked, she was taking you to one of Nick’s infamous parties.
You thought it would be very awkward at first, because as much as you knew Sabrina loved you, you also knew she loved the alcoholic punch that was always served at Nick’s parties. Your best friend would most likely leave you to get at least a cup or two of the characteristic drink.
But, in all honesty, it wasn’t as bad as you thought, you were surrounded by a few of your other friends, like Harvey and Theo. They were both fun to be around, it’s just that they weren’t party animals and maybe that’s why you got along so well.
“So, Y/N, what do you think about the party?” Theo asked you.
“Well, it’s not as chaotic as Nick’s parties usually are,” you stated, looking around you. The music was loud, but not many people were dancing. Around the room, there were many small groups of around five people each, just talking and joking around and mostly dinking.
“Yeah, but that’s only cause the two most notorious guys from school aren’t here for some reason,” Harvey knowingly smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “I wonder if you noticed or not, because, after all, you know, you are just soooo in-”
You glared at him, “Shut up, Harvey.”
You turned away from Harvey, and you came to face with Nick, that came thought the door, a pack of beer in his hands. And if Nick was there, then most likely Caliban was also there.
“Fuck, Nick is here, let’s just try to keep him away from Sabrina or it’s gonna end up really badly,” Theo said, walking towards the dark haired young man.
God, you honestly didn’t know how you could’ve possibly thought that Caliban wouldn’t be there; he went to practically every single party that anyone threw, even if it would potentially be a very boring one.
That was actually one of the many things that you liked about him. Yeah, he was popular, but he wasn’t a bully, he was rather kind to everyone, even if he was arrogant from time to time. And he just possessed this weird energy that made everyone go crazy, like he could just go into a room with a bunch of bored people inside, and suddenly, everyone would begin to enjoy themselves and having fun.
When you noticed Caliban walking toward you and Harvey, you turned to the latter, “Please, don’t make this awkward.”
“Y/N, you know I love you, but you don’t need my help for making things any more awkward than they already are.”
“Hey, Y/N,” Caliban said, smiling at you and he nodded at Harvey. ‘Kinkle. So, are you two a thing or something?”
“No, but that’s a great conversation starter,” you responded. “I’ll let the two of you talk about our non existent romantic relationship while I go get drinks.”
After you left, Caliban and Harvey stood there awkwardly for a few moments before the brunette said, “Well, I’ll go see if she needs any help.”
As you filled up two red cups with Nick’s famous drink, someone grabbed your elbow, making you turn around and come face to face with Harvey.
“Why did you leave me alone with him?” He asked. “I’m not the one who has a crush on him. You do realize that you’re gonna have to talk to him about how you feel about him, right? You can’t keep avoiding it forever and just ice him out.”
“Watch me,” you said, moving your arm out of his reach.
“Okay, fine, do whatever you want,” he shook his head in disbelief, couldn’t you see that Caliban was also in love with you, that you were perfect for each other? Harvey felt like a complete idiot, you didn’t notice that he also liked you and that he was giving up on his own feelings for your happiness. “I’ll go look for Sabrina. Hopefully, she hasn’t embarrassed herself too much.”
You watched Harvey leave, and then, when you turned to face your drinks, your face was mere millimeters from Caliban’s strong chest that was covered in a yellow shirt. You couldn’t move, you just... froze. Yeah, Harvey was right, you didn’t need any help making things awkward.
Caliban nodded at one of the cups, “So, is one of those for me?”
“Sure.”
“Thanks,” he said, taking the cup. “Okay, I’m just gonna cut to the chase. Are you mad at me?”
“No, what gave you that impression?”
“It’s just that you’ve been avoiding me. Whenever I try to talk to you at school, you always come up with an excuse to leave. I mean, you did the same thing when you came get the drinks; you ditched me. Did I do anything wrong?”
You shook your head, “Of course not.”
“So, we’re still friends? Good.”
Friends. Of course. How could you ever have even the slightest hope that a guy like Caliban could date you? He would always see you as a friend, as the girl he could be himself with, to whom he could talk to honestly about his girl and love problems without feeling like there was a chance he would be ridiculed. Well, at least friends were better than nothing. Harvey was right, you couldn’t just keep ignoring him.
The blond looked at the dance floor that was beginning to fill itself, then he looked back at you and grinned, “Then, do you want to dance, Y/N? I promise, it’ll be fun and I’ll even behave like a complete gentleman. Come on, babe.”
At this point, you were used to the nickname Caliban had given you, it didn’t make you blush as much as it did at first, but your heart still swelled with joy. You took his extended hand, “Fine, I’ll dance with you, but only if you behave, Mr. Caliban.”
“Oh, shut up,” he said, pulling you closer to him.
Later on, a little while after having danced, talked and drank with Caliban, you had each gone your separate ways. You had circled back to the living room, where there was a ton of people around a circular wooden table. You wondered if someone had taken a karaoke machine, based on the awful off key singing you heard.
“Excuse me,” you said, pushing your way to one of the front rows. Next to you were Harvey and Theo. “Harvey, did you find Sabrina.”
“Yeah, you’re looking right at her,” he looked at you laughing.
“She’s the one that’s singing,” Theo added.
Indeed, the platinum blonde stood on top of the table, dancing around and trying desperately not to fall all while singing her heart out, “Queentex, latex, I’m your wonder maid. Life gave me some lemons so I made some lemonade. Soda pop, soda pop, baby here I come, straight to number one!”
You laughed, “God, I’m going to die of second hand embarrassment. But we should probably get her off of there.”
“Already tried, didn’t work,” Harvey said.
Sabrina kept on dancing and singing, ignoring the amused laughs that were heard, “Oh, dear diary, I met a boy, he made my doll heart light up with joy.” She spun around and looked at you, before slurring in a joyful tone, “Speaking about boys and girls, Y/N here has a huge crush on him,” she pointed at someone behind you and without even feeling the need to turn around, you knew she was pointing at Caliban. “Yes, she has a crush on Caliban, the designated hot, popular guy at school, imagine what a cute couple they would make.”
Everyone simply turned to look at you, their eyes wide, and for some reason you just couldn’t lie yourself out of this one. No one was talking, it just seemed like a train wreck, when you know that something bad is happening but you just can’t tear your gaze off of it.
But luckily for you, Harvey and Theo were quick on their toes, “It’s a joke, guys, why is everyone so gloomy suddenly?”
Theo continued, “Sabrina may not seem like it, but she’s actually really funny. Especially when she’s drunk, she just loves to pull pranks on Y/N.”
Sabrina began to laugh, before doubling over and puking. Well, as unattractive as it was, at least it diverted attention from what she had said about you and Caliban earlier.
You rushed over to her, trying to get her off the table without getting dirty. You pushed a few strands of her platinum hair behind her ears as you said, “Come on, ‘Brina, we’re gonna clean you up.”
“Do you need any help?” Caliban asked.
You just couldn’t talk to him right now, because you knew that you would have to have the conversation that you dreaded so much. ““I’d rather not, I can do it on my own. Thanks though.”
“Okay, but can we at least talk before?”
“Maybe later,” you said quickly, before gesturing for Harvey to come over. “Harvey, help me take her to the bathroom.”
Caliban didn’t understand why you were making such a big deal out of this. Was it true that what Sabrina had said was only a joke, that you didn’t really have feelings for him? And why couldn’t you just accept his help? He loved that you were an independent person, but sometimes it bothered him because that meant that he didn’t get to spend as much with you as he would like. Or maybe you just didn’t want his help because you preferred Harvey, maybe you were in love with him.
But if that was the case, he just didn’t know what he would do with himself.
You brushed Sabrina’s hair back to get it away from her pale face. She had already spent quite some time with her head hovering over the toilet bowl, You brushed Sabrina’s hair back to get it away from her pale face.
She turned to look at you, her dark brown eyes apologetic, “I’m sorry, Y/N.”
“It’s not your fault, you’re drunk, shit happens,” you said, shrugging and smiling at your best friend. You knew everything was going to Hell, you knew your friendship with Caliban was going to be damaged forever, but at least Sabrina would always be there with you, supporting you. “Harvey and Theo tried to make it seem like it was a joke. Hopefully it works.”
“I’m really sorry,” she said, grabbing her head that was throbbing painfully. “For the record, I should’ve listened to you. But the punch was just so good.”
“Yeah, I know, sweetie. But that’s the thing with punch, it’s so sweet that you forget you’re drinking alcohol,” you stood up and when you saw Sabrina’s panicked expression, you added, “I’m gonna go get you some water to help with your hangover.”
“Okay, but hurry up, I don’t wanna be alone!”
You closed the door as you left, so that nobody would see Sabrina in such a vulnerable state and so Sabrina wouldn’t be as embarrassed come Monday morning.
You ran down the stairs, swerving around people who were making out in the staircase. You began to walk faster when you heard loud footsteps behind you. Someone grabbed your should and without feeling the need to turn around, you knew it was Caliban. He always did that when he tried to get you to pay attention to him.
“How is she?”
“Sabrina? She’s fine, a bit hungover, but she’ll get over it,” you answered, continuing to walk fast, trying to escape the inevitable conversation you would have to have with Caliban, even if you knew it was no use. “Actually, I’m gonna go get her a glass of water and a painkiller.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“Why? It’s just water and a painkiller, I don’t need any help with that.”
“Okay, okay, you got me,” the blond smiled, now walking beside you. “I actually just wanted to talk to you. About what Sabrina said.”
“Oh. What about it? She was drunk, people say weird things when they’re drunk.”
“Look, Y/N, you’re a great person—”
You stomped toward the kitchen, Caliban still walking behind you, “Stop! Okay, cut the ‘letting you down slowly’ bullshit. You either like me or you don’t, so just tell it like it is.”
“Babe, I—”
“No, don’t do that, don’t give me hope. Caliban, I like you, okay, I really do. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
Just when Caliban was about to answer, Nick, a beer in hand stumbled over to the both of you and chuckled, “Bro, have you confessed your undying love for Y/N yet? Just get it over with. It couldn’t possibly be as embarrassing as the scene Sabrina made.”
“Dude, just shut up!” The blond snapped at Nick. He couldn’t have chosen a worst moment to burst in, especially when he was making fun about your best friend.
Nick gasped, then laughed again, “Oh, shit. Y/N is here. Oops, guess you don’t have to tell her how you feel cause I already did.”
“What?” You asked right after Nick left. You heard and understood what he had said, but you were just determined to think it was just a lie and a joke.
“Well, that’s what I wanted to tell you before you started yelling at me,” Caliban started, grinning like a complete idiot. “I like you, too. And I know it wasn’t the most romantic way to tell you, but at least you know that now. And hopefully you would want to go on a date with me. Can I kiss you now?”
You nodded and Caliban leaned forward, capturing your lips in his. He passed his tongue over your lips, tasting you like he always wished he would be able to do, if he was brave enough. His hands on your hips, holding you tightly, as if you would disappear if he didn’t have a strong enough hold of you. As if it would all be a dream he could wake up from at any given moment.
When you finally pulled away, gasping for air, you bit your lower lip, “Sorry for yelling at you.”
“Don’t, it was kinda hot,” Caliban said, passing his right hand through his golden locks. “We should try it in bed sometime.”
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