Hate Me Harder [BxB] ✔️ [NOT EDITED]

(6) Hate the glance he takes

Something's going to happen guy...

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The place was wasted. The people at the place were wasted. 

It was a party alright and Liam Chuck did a great job at it. The guy was packed with his daddy's money, everyone wouldn't expect less.

There weren't anyone outside at the front. Everyone was busy on the inside, dancing, talking and just rubbing themselves on strangers. I always wondered why they loved doing it. Dancing didn't make sense. Music didn't make sense.

I made my way inside an almost mansion-like house, the sign of the host no where to be seen. Katie and Mason got lost as soon as they entered and I was left to be alone.

Tracy pretended that I wasn't there ever since she climbed into Manson's car and I didn't mind. At least she knew that she'd made me upset. Tracy's friends though, they didn't give a shit. As soon as they saw me, they giggled and pointed. One even came up to me and pretended that she was sorry for her friends only to get me a drink so she could dance.

It pissed me off.

I did drink though. A lot. I knew I shouldn't because I needed to remember to get a girl with me. I moved around the place, going in and out of the kitchen whenever I needed more liquor. Guys from the team and class came and talked to me and other than that, everyone was busy.

They either were dancing, having the time of their life, not caring that their eardrums were going to burst, or taking selfies, pushing drunkly at the camera.

I tumbled here and there after an hour of partying alone. Finally though, I found Drake, who was busy flirting with a girl, a grade lower than us.

"Dude, really come on, I was actually enjoying her company."

I whined at him, squeezing his shoulders together. He was really muscly. "Give me company!"

He chuckled, sitting me down on the place where the girl'd been. "How much did you drink man?!"

He was yelling over the music that was coming from the inside. We were outside, near the large pool that a few were drunkenly swimming around in.

"I don't know man! But, dude! Get me a girl now!"

"What?"

"I wanna girl! I wanna girl!" I danced around, moving my shoulders up and down. I was wasted.

"Alright, alright, stay here idiot. I'll get you a girl. Man, you always make me play cupid whenever you're drunk!"

Then Drake was gone.

I sat by myself, laughing whenever an idiot drunkenly jumped into the pool. People where so stupid. Some of then turned to me with a weird look and I yelled at them to mind their own business. I could laugh at whoever I want.

"Hey Alan."

I turned on the spinning chair to see Sarah Miller, making her way up to me. She wore the same type of short shorts as Katie and a tight bra-like top. Did she forget to wear clothes?

What are clothes?

I was wondering if I ever wore clothes when my thoughts were interrupted by a hand on my arm. It made its way up and over my shoulders and then suddenly, all I could smell was the sweat and perfume of the girl.

It didn't go so well with my drunken mind.

"Don't touch girly." My head ached and I wondered if she felt the same. "You forgot your clothes..."