Heartache

// Drunken Mistakes

|Taylor's POV|
After a long day at school, the bell rang loudly, dismissing the bitches. I shoved my things inside my bag, and swiftly swung it over my shoulder, exiting the boring beige colored classroom.
When I turned the corner, I bumped into a strong, tall figure.
"And we meet again." Sammy smirked at me.
"Haha," I laughed sarcastically.
"Get out of my way." I demanded, jokingly, gently pushing his shoulder.
"Ah, fiesty. I like it." he winked. I just laughed, and continued to walk.
"So we are all going to this party tonight. Even Niyk. So you should definitely come." he stated, looking down at me.
"It's a senior party." he added.
"Sam. Me and Niykee are both only juniors." I complained.
"I already handled it babe. Don't worry." he shooted me a reassuring smile, before someone called his name, and before I knew it, he was trailing off to a group of friends, as I thought about what could happen at this party

I got dressed at Niykee's later that night. (Taylor's outfit in the side bar, or above!) Niykee decided last minute that she didn't want to come, and that she had cramps. Skate volenteered to stay with her, but Sammy denied it. Gilinsky also tried to stay, but Sammy knew it was only because he is a hormonal boy.
We headed out at about 9:00pm and promised Niykee we'd be back before midnight.
The car ride wasn't too long, but it could've been shorter. Sammy pulled up to this larger house, with music blaring, and lights flashing, coming from the inside.
Everyone exited the car, and approached the front door. Without knocking, Johnson walked into the house, all of us following him.
The strong scent of alcohol stung my nose, as I got closer to the sweaty, dancing bodies that filled the overly-sized house.

It has been an hour and a half, and everyone i came here with is far from sober. I danced around everybody in the middle of the living room, to the point where I could not stand. I wobbled my way to the couch, that was placed in the corner of the room, and sat down carefully.
When my butt met the couch- or what i thought was the couch- i relaxed a bit. That is until a i heard a voice, dangerously close.
"You're on me." the voice belonged to the oh so familiar Samuel Wilkinson. I didn't bother getting up though. And he didn't seem to mind either. I leaned back into him, while he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I'm so drunk." I giggled.
"Well.. maybe we should sober you up a bit.." a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"Maybe we should." I agreed, returning the same facial expression. Before I knew what I was doing, I felt his lips on mine, urgently, like he needed what was happening. As things started to get heated, he pulled my hand, so that I stood up, and in a way, dragged me up the stairs quickly, in search of a bedroom.
Once he found an unlocked room, he shoved me inside of it, closing the door behind him and locking it. At this point, Niykee finding out didn't even cross my mind. But if it did, I doubt I'd care.
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I'm making another chapter directly after this, I just needed a little plot for this one. thank you for reading baaaaabes❤️ // hailee