Mr. Horan »n.h«

RISING FLAMES

"Crap. Wait!" Just as their about to pull me out the door in this tight mini black dress, I'm wearing black heels and my make up is dark. "Hurry!" Brianna says walking out.

'Went out with friends. Love you. Be back before 10.'

I scribble it quickly on the piece of paper and without second thoughts, I head out and lock the door behind me. The girls are waiting for me.

"Where are we going?" I ask Jenna. "A place called Temptation." She smiles.

"A club?" I'm starting to hesitate.

Then I realize I let three girls come in and dress me like I'm breaking bad and now we're heading to a "hangout".

"No. Just a small get together. Just a few friends. Don't worry, let us show you a good time." Emily rolls her dark eyes.

"Uh. Okay." I brush my blonde hair behind my ear. We're walking along the side walk that's along the houses including mine.

We walk slowly, our heels click loudly. The hot Cali air whips around my legs and I'm wondering, why did I let this happen? I'm walking with three strangers dressed like prostitutes.

I take a deep breath and I see over the horizon a small run down ware house. It's away from the subdivisions. The sun is starting to kiss the horizon and I have this numb feeling in my stomach, we continue to walk and we cut through the yards and we're walking along a green grassy field. I'm starting to hear music now.

The bass is up, and once we get to the warehouse, Jenna pushes the rusty door open and that's when the smell of alcohol and sweat smacks me causing me to cringe.

"Stay close.!" Jenna yells to me over the music, I nod and follow in behind her. Emily and Brianna disappears and me and Jenna walks over to the ran down bar.

The warehouse has a few people surrounding the bar, a few on the dance floor. Mostly drunk couples, every girl is wearing the same kind of things. Party dress and heels.

"Here! Try this!" Jenna hands me a drink and I decline. "No thank you, I don't drink -"

"Nonsense. It won't hurt, it's just one shot." She says, I take a deep breath. "One won't hurt." I agree.

We both throw it back, the strong liquor sends a warm burning sensation down my neck causing my the pit of my stomach heat up. I hand the small shot glass to Jenna and she puts it back on the bar as we both take a seat.

"So Sophie. Why'd you move here?" She asks, it's a question I've been dreading to answer but what would a few little white lies hurt? "Family problems... How long have you lived here?"

In a way I can tell that the question haunts her, but instead of staring dramatically at the floor she looks at me. Her chocolate brown orbs sparkle and she smiles the most bubbliest smile.

"All my life. Born and raised. Cali is such a beautiful place, now Sophie can I ask you a serious question?" She asks, I watch as the bubbly smile turns into a devious smirk causing my attention to be all on her.

"Yeah?" The music still blares as we sit at the bar. "How would you like to be in my click?" The bartender walks to her and hands her a drink, she twirls her red small straw in the liquor causing the scent to feel my nostrils.

"Cool. Yeah." I smile. "We need a normal girl like you.."

After she says that, theirs a silence between us. Normal? They don't even know me. They never will.

"So who all comes here?" I finally break the silence. Her eyes hit me and she raises her eyebrow. "Just a few kids from school, anyways. After school tomorrow.. Wanna meet up?" She asks me.

That's when I look at my phone, I still have a hour left. I look back up at her as she stares down at me, she sips on her drink.

"Umm. Sure yeah? Where?" I ask her. "Just after school. Meet me in the parking lot, you drive?"

"Yeah."
"Okay. Cool. Then we can just head to my place.." She smiles and flips her black hair over her shoulders, her bare shoulder looks smooth.

I think my mum would be happy to know that-

I feel this cold wet stuff splash on to me, causing me to curse. I see this big guy, he has this oops plastered smirk on his face and I feel my inner core burst into flames.

"You stupid. Motherfucker. Look what you've done." I slowly stand, his eyes widen and I just stare down at my soaked dress. That's when a large arms pushes him away from me and I look at Jenna who's watching the scene.

I look back down at my dress, and then look at the man. I see a dark haired boy whisper something in his ear, his hand firmly on the mans chest and the man cowards and turns on his heels and leaves us.

The boy turns and he looks really familiar. Zayn. He wears sunglasses and his hair looks like a sex mess.

"I can handle myself." I quickly pace toward the bathroom. I push the door open and look in the mirror.

•Jenna•
"Why did you bring her here?" I hear his snobby voice and I want to gag. "Hello Zayn.." I turn my stool and our eyes meet that is after he takes those ridiculous looking sunglasses off.

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