Adopted by Liam

Chapter 21

Madison's POV
Emma and I were giddy. We really wanted to go to that party.
"It's gonna be so fun!" Emma gushed, as she painted her nails a bright pink color.
"I know!" I replied, excitement laced in my voice. In a lower tone, I added "we have to figure out a way to sneak out."
"Yeah." Emma replied.
We sat on my bed and painted out toenails. Right after we finished, there was a knock at the door.
"Girls?" Sophia said.
"Yes?" I replied with a smile
"Your father and I are going out for dinner tonight. Do you girls mind?"
"Oh of course not!" Emma said
"Yeah" I blurted "we didn't have any plans anyways."
"Okay. Were leaving in 45 minutes. You can order good if you'd like. We left some money on the counter." Sophia smiled before closing the door.
"Yes!" We cheered after we'd assumed Sophia was out of earshot.
"Well I guess we're going!" Emma said.
My phone read 5:30 as the time. We would have to get ready very subtly.
I tiptoed to my closet and looked at the dresses I had. I didn't have too many dresses, since I only recently went shopping and didn't expect to be doing things like this. I found a cute faux leather mini dress. I didn't know what to wear. I added a pair of black pumps. I grabbed some jewelry and hid it along with the dress and heels in the back of my closet for later. Emma walked into my room in a white dress with long sleeves paired with tan strapped pumps.
"Girl you look hot!" I exclaimed. "But you should save that for later so they don't ask us questions."
"Oh yeah!" She sucked her teeth before heading to her own room.
I laughed to myself. I busied myself by watching Gossip Girl on my laptop. I was already on season 2. It was 6:10 when I decided I was done for the day.
When I heard the door close I burst out of my bed and into Emma's room.
"They're gone." I said. She hopped up and we both went and grabbed our makeup. We had bought it with our own allowance from CVS. It worked well though, and soon enough we looked good enough to be at an exclusive club. I curled my hair and pinned the top section back.
It was 6:58 when we were ready. We grabbed out clutches and headed out the door. The party could be heard all the way from here. We were giddy with excitement. A cool breeze blew and I shivered in my thin dress. We climbed up the lawn, which was cluttered with trash and wasted teenagers holding red cups. We walked inside and people were cramming together. The stench of alcohol stung my nose when a cup was shoved into my hand. I downed the drink quickly, as did Emma hers. The alcohol burned my throat. I shuddered.
"It's really loud in here!" Emma yelled over the music.
"Yeah!" I nodded. My eyes scanned the room and noticed that everyone was dressed casually. Well at least not as dressed up as us. Girls wore short shorts and thin tops. Most boys were topless, as were a few girls.
"Emma! Madison!" Harry called.
I waved before maneuvering my way to him. Harry was with Niall on they were playing beer pong. There was a dark-haired boy with a light stubble and large brown eyes with them, holding a curvy blonde girl. She was gorgeous.
"Harry." I smiled at him. His green eyes wrinkled when he smiled, and his dimple made an appearance. His abs were defined and he had an amazing tan. My head snapped up when I realized I was staring. Hopefully he hadn't noticed.
"Want to join out beer pong game?" Niall asked.
I looked at Emma, who shrugged. I didn't want to be a bore, so I agreed.
"Sure." I set my clutch down on the counter and hurried behind Harry.
"Okay, so you'll be on a team with Zayn and Perrie." Harry said. The dark haired boy nodded and the blonde girl waved. Niall explained the rules and we began. I had begun to drink too much. My head spun and my vision blurred at a few moments. My team ended up winning. I cheered and laughed to myself. I held a bottle of whiskey and chugged it. Emma looked at me with a strange expression. She looked funny. I laughed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry chatting with a tall brunette dressed like a slut. I lulled my head back and took another swig. My tongue burned. Emma hurried over to me.
"Mads, please stop drinking! You're making a fool out of yourself." She pleaded, and took the whiskey out of my hand. She smashed it on the ground. "Wait here. I need to use the bathroom." Emma said.
A tall guy with a buzzcut approached me. He handed me a red cup which I gladly drank after Emma had smashed the whiskey. "Come on, let's head upstairs." he grabbed my elbow as he attempted to escort me upstairs. I stumbled and fell.
"No, I don't, I don't-" I mumbled.
"I got you. He said.
"No, not that. Not upstairs."
"You're okay." He picked me up.
My vision was blurry and I could barely speak.
He carried me upstairs, as if I were a doll. I felt like one, limp and unable to speak.
He found an empty room and lay me down on the bed, closing the door.