Falling
Chapter 8
Song for the chapter: Paramore - Still into you
Simon had to babysit, since his car had the huge breakdown and he really needed the money. So Taylor and me were going straight to the party.
“Oh my god, you are kidding me, right?”, I asked when she stopped in front of a huge house. It looked posh and really expensive.
“You should wait until you see the inside”, Taylor answered. We got out of the car and walked up the driveway.
“His dad is a politician in Manchester and his mum works as a lawyer”, Taylor explained to me.
“So they are gone for the most weekends.” That explained a lot to me.
Even in front of the house were a lot of people in the freezing cold. Taylor made her way through them. Loud music and laughter welcomed us as we got in. I realized really fast, that Taylor was right, when she said that I would have looked not right dressed in jeans.
“Let`s get us some drinks!”, Taylor yelled over the noise.
“Okay”, I shouted back. She knew exactly where to go, which reminded me that she was probably here most of the weekends. At least the nights.
Taylor was right, the inside was even more expressive than the outside. It all seemed so perfect and expensive that I was afraid to touch something to break it. Walking into the kitchen I did not recognised any face, until I saw Harry and Connor standing in a corner, surrounded by some other boys.
He looked more than just handsome. He wore a tight dark blue jeans and a really sexy black shirt. His hair was a mess like usually, but I really liked it that way. Taylor handled me a plastic cup with alcohol.
“What is that?”, I asked.
“Vodka”, she answered. I decided not to drink it, since I never drank much on parties. Taylor seemed like she wanted to escape the kitchen while Connor was in it, so she had pushed me back through the people into the living room.
“Oh, I know these girls”, she said pointing to a group of girls on a sofa.
“They were in my class last year”, she said as we got closer. The all smiled as they saw Taylor.
“Girls, this is Clary, She just moved here”, she introduced me. The girls all were really friendly and took me straight into their middle. They were quite funny and after a while I realized I was still holding my cup.
I took a swallow and was surprised that it actually tasted really good. Harry passed the door with a girl holding his hand. I took another swallow and another. This evening should be fun, I am young I should have as much fun as I could!
(SOME TIME LATER)
I felt good.
Warm and funny and even a little bit sexy. But the most surprising thing was that my tongue was very loose. A girl said something and I had to giggle.
I did not remembered her name, something with B I guessed. It was fun sitting on the sofa with all of the friendly girls...and the empty cups in front of us.
“Let us get some more to drink”, Taylor said. We all agreed and stood up to make our way to the kitchen.
“Taylor said you are a shy girl. Never take a risk, right?”, one of the girls said.
“No, I am really risky and adventurous”, I said outraged.
“No you are not! You are always on the safe side!”, Taylor yelled right behind me.
I felt the alcohol in my blood. I was not shaking, I could still walk straight and knew what I was doing, but I felt that my mood was better than always.
I felt free and young, like I could do anything. Climb a hill, run over a motorway or walk for thousand of miles without stopping. When did one cup turned into...how much did I actually drank?
“You are lame person, if you are never willed to take a risk”, someone said behind me.
“That is not true! I can be risky, if I want to”, I said again. The girls laughed.
Who were them to judge me that fast? Was I really such a coward in life?
“Just admit it, Clary. Your defending is ridiculous!” I got a little bit angry. They were definitely wrong. We arrived at the kitchen and stepped in.
“It is okay, everyone is different!”, the girl with the name with the B said.
“I am not! I will prove it to you!”, I said looking around to find that prove.
“Watch me!”, I said.
And before I knew what I was doing, before I could think about it for one more second, I walking towards him, grabbing his shoulders and pressing my lips on his.
Simon had to babysit, since his car had the huge breakdown and he really needed the money. So Taylor and me were going straight to the party.
“Oh my god, you are kidding me, right?”, I asked when she stopped in front of a huge house. It looked posh and really expensive.
“You should wait until you see the inside”, Taylor answered. We got out of the car and walked up the driveway.
“His dad is a politician in Manchester and his mum works as a lawyer”, Taylor explained to me.
“So they are gone for the most weekends.” That explained a lot to me.
Even in front of the house were a lot of people in the freezing cold. Taylor made her way through them. Loud music and laughter welcomed us as we got in. I realized really fast, that Taylor was right, when she said that I would have looked not right dressed in jeans.
“Let`s get us some drinks!”, Taylor yelled over the noise.
“Okay”, I shouted back. She knew exactly where to go, which reminded me that she was probably here most of the weekends. At least the nights.
Taylor was right, the inside was even more expressive than the outside. It all seemed so perfect and expensive that I was afraid to touch something to break it. Walking into the kitchen I did not recognised any face, until I saw Harry and Connor standing in a corner, surrounded by some other boys.
He looked more than just handsome. He wore a tight dark blue jeans and a really sexy black shirt. His hair was a mess like usually, but I really liked it that way. Taylor handled me a plastic cup with alcohol.
“What is that?”, I asked.
“Vodka”, she answered. I decided not to drink it, since I never drank much on parties. Taylor seemed like she wanted to escape the kitchen while Connor was in it, so she had pushed me back through the people into the living room.
“Oh, I know these girls”, she said pointing to a group of girls on a sofa.
“They were in my class last year”, she said as we got closer. The all smiled as they saw Taylor.
“Girls, this is Clary, She just moved here”, she introduced me. The girls all were really friendly and took me straight into their middle. They were quite funny and after a while I realized I was still holding my cup.
I took a swallow and was surprised that it actually tasted really good. Harry passed the door with a girl holding his hand. I took another swallow and another. This evening should be fun, I am young I should have as much fun as I could!
(SOME TIME LATER)
I felt good.
Warm and funny and even a little bit sexy. But the most surprising thing was that my tongue was very loose. A girl said something and I had to giggle.
I did not remembered her name, something with B I guessed. It was fun sitting on the sofa with all of the friendly girls...and the empty cups in front of us.
“Let us get some more to drink”, Taylor said. We all agreed and stood up to make our way to the kitchen.
“Taylor said you are a shy girl. Never take a risk, right?”, one of the girls said.
“No, I am really risky and adventurous”, I said outraged.
“No you are not! You are always on the safe side!”, Taylor yelled right behind me.
I felt the alcohol in my blood. I was not shaking, I could still walk straight and knew what I was doing, but I felt that my mood was better than always.
I felt free and young, like I could do anything. Climb a hill, run over a motorway or walk for thousand of miles without stopping. When did one cup turned into...how much did I actually drank?
“You are lame person, if you are never willed to take a risk”, someone said behind me.
“That is not true! I can be risky, if I want to”, I said again. The girls laughed.
Who were them to judge me that fast? Was I really such a coward in life?
“Just admit it, Clary. Your defending is ridiculous!” I got a little bit angry. They were definitely wrong. We arrived at the kitchen and stepped in.
“It is okay, everyone is different!”, the girl with the name with the B said.
“I am not! I will prove it to you!”, I said looking around to find that prove.
“Watch me!”, I said.
And before I knew what I was doing, before I could think about it for one more second, I walking towards him, grabbing his shoulders and pressing my lips on his.
Notes
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12/18/13