love & other drugs|| d.o, h.r, j.g

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party part one.

||HOLLAND'S P.O.V||

Dylan: u going to the party tonight?

Dylan: ill go if u go

Dylan: pls go

Dylan: i rlly want to go

Dylan: hello?

I opened my phone to all these messages from Dylan.

I laughed and replied;

Holland: yeah, sure. why not

I checked the time and locked my phone.

6.47

I better start getting ready if I go to this party.

I'm not really the type to go to parties. But it's senior year. So why not?

I stand up and walk over towards my closet. I have no idea what i'm going to wear and it takes me at least 20 minutes of endlessly trying on clothes and throwing them off again to try more on to see what i'm going to wear.

In the end i end up picking out a short black playsuit and a leather jacket with studs on over the top.

For jewellery I put on a mauve necklace and rose-gold bracelets.

I slip on my silverish/pinkish 5 inch heels with silver studs all over.

My hair is already curled so I just put a headband across my forehead and leave it at that.

I sit at the mirror and do my makeup; winged eyeliner with classic matte red lipstick.

I sprayed some Chanel no.5 perfume on, it was my favourite perfume and it was running out. It took me months to save up. and sat on the bed. I checked my phone and the time read 7.30.

"HOLLAND, DYLAN'S HERE" Mom calls from downstairs.

I run downstairs and kiss mom on the cheek. "Bye mom!"

"Where did you say you were going again, love?"

I picked up my clutch purse "A party."

"Okay, have f-" She started to say but I was already out the house.

"Eyyyy" Dylan said smirking, looking at me up and down. "You look nice"

I grinned at him. "As do you." I shut the car door and off we went.

We finally found our way to the party, I looked around and there were loads of empty, and half full, beer cans and red cups laying on the grass.

The music was blaring from inside the house.

I got a few wolf whistles as we were walking up the driveway. Dylan put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, glaring at the guys who whistled.

He normally isn't this protective.

My heels click on the wooden floor as we step into the house, It was all dark except for all the coloured lights.

We got handed a red cup as soon as we walked in.

I took a sip of the mystery drink. It was bitter and tasted horrible.

I spat it in a plant pot and ditched the cup.

I watched Dylan as he took a sip of the drink. He screwed up his face as he swallowed it.

He looked at the drink and took another mouthful.

"How can you drink that stuff?" I yell over the music.

Dylan shrugged. "I'm used to it"

Dylan comes these kind of parties all the time. I guess they served cheap beer too.

I grab another cup and chugged the whole thing, pinching my nose. It didn't taste as bitter as it did before. Probably because I pinched my nose.

"Wow." Dylan chuckled "Trying to get drunk are we?"

We walk up to the dance floor and take a seat on the sofa.

I can smell smoke and drugs, I look around and see Jack and a few of his friends smoking blunts.

Jack is leaning against the wall, looking at me, smoking a regular cigarette.

Dylan gets up to get another drink for us and I walk over to Jack.

"What are you doing here?" I say.

Jack looks at me up and down and bites his lip. "You're looking good today."

I cross my arms and glare at him.

"It's my house love." He says and takes another drag, he breathes out the smoke in my face.

I roll my eyes. "Such an ass-hole."

I walk off back to Dylan and he passes me my drink.

"Why were you talking to him?" Dylan asked before taking a mouthful of cheap beer.

I shrugged "No reason."

"TRUTH OR DARE OUTSIDE" Someone yelled.

A few people headed outside.

"Wanna play?" Dylan looked at me and I nodded.

I couldn't pass up a game of truth or dare.

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a/n:
i know i said i'll update once i've gotten 3 votes and i haven't gotten 3 votes yet.

but i've already finished writing chapter 6,7&8 so i feel like i should update chap 5.
:* please vote if you like it so far. <33