The Pool Boy >> Styles

The Begging. (1st Chapter)

~Melody's P.O.V-

Everything around me is moving in slow motion. The dance floor is so packed, that it seems impossible to breathe. My friends are enjoying themselves, and none of them have noticed how many their glasses were refilled. I, myself, can't stop laughing. Maybe it's because i gulped down a massive amount of alcohol? But who cares anyway? I'm living my life by the second, not even thinking of what might happen tomorrow. Glasses cling together to cheer of "CHEERS!" bottles of Champaign are slithered all over the table... That's how i like to party. No worries or fear about the money what so ever. Since the day i was born, i had a credit card, literally i am not lying. This endless fortune is because of my dad's elite position. Yes, call me a snob, a daddy's girl if it sounds right .... But hey. It's true.

I look around the dim area of the nightclub, and see my friend's foolishness. Camille my childhood friend, nudges my shoulder playfully and i give her a smile.

"Girls look at Mel! She's been silently crazy! Hahahha!" Brianna laughs and they all join, even myself. "(I slur) Girlliesss please let's leave!" i say to my friends as i feel my head pounding. "Oh come on Mel! It's only 2:30am! Live a little! This is the first day of summer vacation!" Nancy whines as she swallows her glass of alcohol. "Im sorry girls, but i think it's time for me to leave... I'll see you tomorrow." I hug my three friends lightly, as i collect my purse and step out of the VIP stall.

I climb down the stairs of the nightclub's exit, and give my car keys to the valet employee. As i wait for my car, i close my eyes and breathe. When will i be able to find myself truly happy? Money and fortune are amazing i won't deny, but they don't make me happy... I huff a breath open my eyes to see my car infront of me. "Here you go Miss." the valet opens the door for me, as i slide in to my Mercedes. I thank him with a drunk look, and he smiles as he closes the door for me; allowing me to depart.

I read the signs on the road, like a tourist to this area. I've been in Malibu since i was born, but that didn't prevent me for traveling wherever i want. I run my fingers trough my hair , and drive in slow speed to my mansion. Summer vacation has just started...

Harry is coming soon(; But Thank You For Reading It. Hope you enjoy it.

-Ariel(: