Chapter 18

I go into the kitchen and find Austin and Chris laughing about something. Austin is sitting on the kitchen counter with her legs wrapped around Chris' waist while he is toying with her hair. I clear my throat very audibly and they turn to look at me.

"Avan! What are you doing here, shouldn't you be out there enjoying the party?" Chris asks me.

"I've enjoyed the party enough. Austin, it's past midnight so we need to go home." She groans at this but I could care less.

"Have you seen Travis anywhere?" I ask her and she rolls her eyes.

"No I have not seen Travis anywhere. Now can you leave us alone?"

"I can't leave you alone, we need to find Travis."

"You need to find Travis," she corrects, stressing the 'you'. "He's not my friend."

"I think I saw Travis with a cute blonde a while ago," Chris says.

"Where?" I ask in the manner a mother would ask of her missing child.

Chris shrugs. "I don't know, they must be somewhere having fun."