𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, a rich girl meets a nonchalant stranger at a party taking drugs with him. They end up hanging out with each other more and more disregarding their social differences eventually falling in love with each other.
🥇 Eren
🥇 Erenxreade...
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〖✰〗Y/N ended the call, getting up from her bed strolling inside of her closet skimming around searching for what to wear. It was extremely cold outside so she desired to wear something that will keep her warm but at the same time, she wanted to look appealing too.
Y/N took out her low rise jeans and her cropped t-shirt which had a faded out design in the middle. She brought out her Rick Owens shoes which complemented her entire outfit so well.
Before she put on her shes, she applied some black eyebrow pencil on the crevice of her eyes and added some mascara. She outlined her lips before putting on her lip gloss and that was it when it came to her face.
She put on her shoes and leather jacket taking out her black Prada crossbody bag putting her wallet phone and AirPods inside.
Y/N walked back into her room taking a few videos and saving them to her camera roll before she texted Donatella asking her if she was ready.
She replied almost instantly with a yes as Y/N hummed to herself opening her balcony door slightly and then walking out of her room quietly closing the door walking through the empty corridors towards a hidden door that would lead her outside.
"Thank you." Y/N smiled putting her phone on the cardholder paying the driver as she and Donatella exited out of the cab together.
Donatella wore a tight mini skirt along with a laced camisole top in black and her Bottega Veneta Chelsea boots.
They both stood outside as the cab drove away music blasting in their ears even though they were just a few metres away from the hall. She saw a couple of people speaking, drinking and laughing around outside.
"I like your style." A brunette female said as she linked arms with a short blonde girl who wasn't paying attention to their conversation.
"Thanks." Y/N smiled staring into her big brown eyes.
"I like your outfit too." Y/N complemented. The girl wore mini a mini tight dress that said 'devil's playhouse'. She wore a pair of Doc Martens and hair was styled into two loose dutch braids.
"Thank you," She gave Y/N a toothy smile before she was pulled away by her friends as they walked into the hall.
She linked arms with Donatella and entered through the party pushing past a loud crowd of people.
PARTYNEXTDOOR was blasting loudly through the speakers making her jump a little feeling her skin vibrating. The strong smell of drugs, sex and alcohol lurched in the air filling up her nose as they walked further in.
It was so extreme to the point where she could see clouds of smoke covering the LED lights making it difficult to see. People were kissing up each other's faces from every corner making her grimace a little.
A group of girls were singing and dancing loudly to the lyrics that the music played videoing each other whilst they poured alcohol in each other's mouth cheering and whatnot.
Donatella took out her phone videoing herself and Y/N as Y/N posed into the camera wrapping her arms around Donatella's shoulders.
Donatella wasn't looking in front of her as someone bumped into her making her drop her iPhone.
"Fuck." They both swore to bend down to get the phone.
"Next time watch where you're going," Donatella mumbled.
"You should watch where you're going next time— woah you are fucking cute." The girl gasped as Y/N at her noticing that it was Ymir.
"We should totally fuck some time." Ymir said making Donatella's eyes widened a little staring at the attractive girl.
"I'm joking jeez you look like you were about to fight me." Ymir laughed.
Y/N could tell she was clearly drunk from the way she stumbled whilst she laughed hovering the bottle of Heineken beer over her head making her pray to God she didn't pour it all over her.
"I'm Ymir the one hosting this party and you?" Ymir pointed at no one in particular.
"Y/N." She replied first as Ymir stared at her.
"Donatella."
"Cool." Ymir nodded pursing her lips together.
"Imma catch you guys later, go get yourself drunk or high or some shit," Ymir suggested as she walked away.
"Donatella I wasn't joking by the way I'm down whenever you are," Ymir shouted from afar as Y/N's eyes widened gasping towards Donatella.
"GIRL!" Y/N looked at her as she laughed.
"I literally just got here." Donatella said in amusement.
"Soo I'm gonna go hunt down Ymir, you can go get white girl wasted as you planned to," Donatella said as Y/N nodded.
"Noo, I don't wanna be lonely," Y/N clung onto her as as Donatella rolled her eyes playfully.
"Okay fine I won't leave you," Donatella sighed.
"No go, but pick up your phone when I call you," Y/N held her hand as Donatella nodded before the both of them walked away.
Y/N stared around the place as a couple of people danced and other people sat on the couches and bean bags scrolling through their phones and minding their own business.
She entered the kitchen seeing a bunch of people sitting on the counter smoking and drinking the fruit punch out of the red cups.
She ignored their presence confidently walking in even though her legs felt like jelly from how nervous She felt.
Y/N quickly brushed off the nervous feeling picking up a cup and drinking out of it tasting the sour taste of vodka meaning that someone spiked it.
"Mid ass drink." Y/N mumbled and put down the empty cup not feeling drunk enough as she picked up two more cups sipping on them slowly.
"Yo you mad pretty." A male voice spoke from behind her as Y/N turned around facing a tall guy leaning on the counters holding the same red cup as her.
His auburn coloured straight hair was styled back and he wore a white crew-neck tee along with matte black straight-legged pants with white and black Nike dunks.
"Thank you." She smiled a little before sipping on her drink eyeing him.
"What's your name?"
"Y/N how bout you?" She asked him leaning her backside onto the counter.
"Jean." He replied as Y/N nodded slowly.
"Did you come here by yourself?" Jean asked as she shook her head putting her drink down on the counter.
"Nah, I came with my friend but she's with someone at the moment," Y/N explained.
"Well, that sucks," Jean murmured making a tacking sound with his tongue.
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be looking like a loner right?" He asked her as Y/N shrugged unsure of what to say.
"Come," Jean ordered picking up his drink and walking out of the kitchen as she did the same walking out and following behind him.
"Wanna meet my friends?" He asked.
"I don't mind." She spoke loudly from behind him since the music was too loud. He lead her to the very back which has stairs leading into the room.
"If they ask who you are, say you're my girlfriend aight?" He asked as you didn't reply walking down the stairs.
