Recommend to listen to:cooler than me
Problems
Pursuit of
hapiness
"This looks like a lot of fun" I wisper to Taylor. He stand right behind me and I know what he would answer if I let him but I don't need to have a moral taken out of every move I make, he might be my 19 year old best friend in this city probably my only one although sometimes he behave like my parents caused by our two year age gab.
While my heels were shining with a lot of spark on it walking up the stairs to a huge mansion, probably bigger then my fathers ,I feel eyes clued to my skin from all over the place.
When the door opened a wave from heat,smoke and the loud music overwhelmed me for a second and I felt Taylor standing right behind me grapping my hand.
"The better one will win and we meet at the toilets at 1 am." He just said to me and smirk in a way I love to see.
Once we parted to play the game we loved I strut on the dance floor looking for some victims.
We calle it borrow some phones for fun just to raise them and the winner is the one with the most phones that night. of course we leave them at the party when we are going home.
Tree girls probably having the time of their lifes are making it hard for me to take a glance at the whole party so I decide to go get a drink.
The Bartender mixed my favourite drink as I her a raspy voice from my side " Nice dress "
i looked over to the seat next to me just nodding while I analysed the man beside me.
Blonde hair with a ginger shine, a sharp jawline and his eyes were intensively.
"Not a person of words, huh?" the man was trying to catch my attention.
"Why waisting breath?" I throw back at him.
"Are you alone here?" He picks up the conversation that never happend
"Not your buisness"
"Wow. That hurt me" he says sarcastically
"Can I even get your name?"
"I dont think so, you have to deserve it" I answer
"Is this some kind of a game you play?"
"I don't know what you mean"
"I mean you try to make you more interesting and mysterious with that little 'deserving thing', I never really got why you just dont say no because I know there is no real task or a standard somebody has to reach"
"That must hurt."
"What?"
"You seem to have a lot experience with that and I guess you just couldn't figure it out" I give him one last glance before I chuck down the raspberry vodka drink I ordered and make my way to the huge staircase on the opposite of the room.
Reaching the stairs that give me real barbie house vibes, I come across the typical girl group at every party.
One girl being depressed because she got dumped by some unworthy guy, and wasting time crying although she should enjoy the party and not let some dick influence this. And her friends trying to comfort her. I could bet at least one of them slept with the guy that caused all this.
I mean most boys suck but girls are representing slitherin in every situation.
On my way to the second floor I managed to take about 6 phones with me and let them slip into my red clutch. Thank god here are only spoiled kids with flat screen phones.
Around 11 pm I had 14 phones and decided to enjoy the party since I knew I'm gonna win today.
I saw Taylor once or twice but he was just swarmed by girls with pink dresses and girly girl stuff, I think it's the issues that comes with being in a boyband and looking like the young version of Dylan o'Brien. But I don't mind to be honest not the way my father does.
Pictured, the band, is signed by the agency of my dad and is taking of with their music since 3 months, they're already planning on doing a world tour thing.
With my hips swaying to the music and a little bit to much alcohol in my system I just let loose of all the problems at home waiting to crash down on me again as soon as I'm back home.
After a bit off time I feel exhausted from dancing and need fresh air but unfortunately I am to curious if here's a rooftop than just walk out on the street.
When I reached the door what seems to be the entrance to the rooftop I feel the cold air hitting my tipsi mind and I walk my way out to an incredible skyline over the city.
In awe about the view I forget about the world around me and close my eyes, still feeling the bass from the songs blasting downstairs, when out nothing everything went black.
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