“Do you mind?” Lucy asked as she lit the spliff she had in her hand. She had the window opened, the breeze flowing in freely.
“No, go ahead.” I say as I stare blankly at my reflection, my fingers tangling with my hair.
“Why did I do this?” I asked before turning to look at her.
“You look hot, work it.” She straining as she blew the smoke from her lungs.
“I guess.” I said with a sigh, finally deciding to wear my hair down. It was still straight from the blowout- might as well enjoy it.
“How do I look?” I asked, looking down at my legs and bending my ankles slightly.
“Very posh, I love it.” Lucy said as she stood up and offered me the smoke.
“For old times sake?” She said with a devious smile.
I rolled my eyes, taking the joint from her fingers and taking a long hit.
I coughed up a lung, but felt insanely light headed and buzzed – ret. to. go.
We strolled across the street, Elliot’s castle of a house was illuminated. These party were just a bit different, there was less hip hop and more obscure 80’s punk. I really fucking loved it.
We opened the door, immediately greeted by the sound of Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division.
Lucy and I laughed playfully as he made eye contact, clearly stoned as hell.
“Girls, you made it!” Elliot said as we entered the kitchen. He had cups in his hands, ready for us.
Okay, I know. I’m trying not to drink and to better myself…but okay, I have a problem clearly.

“Do you know, that once Summer got so smashed, she wet herself?” Lucy said laughing, we’d had many drinks now and smoked some more. I was different level messy.
“Luce! Shut it, these are secrets you’re spilling!” I said dramatically, swatting my hand at her.
Elliot and I were sitting next to each other on his sofa, his right arm pulled over my shoulder as Lucy sat at the other end, with her butt on the edge of the seat as she doubled over laughing.
“Really? Did you?” Elliot said looking over at me, laughing hysterically. I rolled my eyes and placed my palm over my face.
“OH my god, you did!” He said while still laughing.
“You’re such an asshole! Both of you!” I called nudging back into him.
“Oh my god, Liam!” Lucy said while standing up, I watched her run and jump into a big bear hug with Liam. Why was Liam here?
“Hey Luce, Summer what’s up girl?” He asked with a smirk, looking at Lucy like a play thing. I inwardly cringed.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked, blinking a few times as I stood up and walked over.
“Haz didn’t tell you? We’re playing the party.” He said with a shrug, Zayn rounded the corner and gave me a smirk. I knew this meant Harry was only a few steps behind.
Fuck. Fuck. Curse you Lucy!
“Summer.” Harry said, looking down at me with that lopsided grin slowly playing on his lips. I threw my hands into the air, laughing my head off.
“Awesome, this is fucking great! I said looking back at Elliot.
“Let’s do shots!” I said with a giggle before skipping off toward the kitchen, might as well embrace the shit storm that is happening.
“Summer,” Harry said as he grabbed my elbow, keeping me from going all the way into the kitchen.
“You’re not supposed to be drinking?” He said, shaking his head.
“You’re not supposed to be here?” I said, glaring up at him.
“Wow. I thought maybe you missed me. I thought you were really turning your life around.”
“I thought you weren’t stalking me. I guess we were both wrong.” I said pursing my lips, tilting my head to the side, and blatantly blinking at him.
His nostrils flared as he shook his head, turning to go back to where they had a makeshift stage.
I swallowed, why had I said that? I didn’t mean that. I was so happy to see him here and all I wanted to do was kiss him and grope him and do so many other things, but I couldn’t justify this anymore. I was fucking up—still.
“Shots then love?” Elliot said as he walked up beside me, two shot glasses filled with amber liquid staring at me. I slowly looked at him, giving him a pitiful smile before taking the glass in my hand, clinking it to his, and downing the shot like a champ.
I heard Harry’s voice soon enough, his low angelic vocals mimicking that of Jim Morrison as he sang their cover of The Crystal Ship by The Doors.
Fuck him, he knows this song turns me on.
I took Elliot’s hand in mine, pulling him toward the dance floor.
The more the merrier, is what they say right? Might as well bring on more complications in my life.
I took his hands and placed them on my hips as I began slowly swaying them to the music. His eyes were fixated on me and his hands were not being shy.
I heard Harry’s voice tremble, I quickly turned and placed my ass against Elliot’s lap. My eyes connecting with Harry’s.
“You’re turning me on Ms. Vanderford…” Elliot said as he leaned down, his hands finding their way up my skirt.
“I know.” I breathed, watching Harry’s frown grown into a grimace, he was pissed.
Elliot’s hand was sneaking between my legs when the song abruptly stopped. I bit down on my bottom lip, winking at Harry before turning and slowly walking away. Not saying anything to Elliot, just leaving him standing there.
I need a drink.

Notes

So.
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Tessa