How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 12: What's a little pill gonna do?

I just popped a pill and I'm at a club with Harry. Yeah, I don't know how that happened. I could have at least googled what Molly is and what it does first. But it's kinda exciting. I've actually always wanted to try drugs. Just to know how it feels.

We've been having a silly dance battle for ten minutes now. After another ten minutes of dancing to songs of our childhood I start to feel the effect of the drug. At least I think so. I don't know. I just feel really careless and the music is crashing over me like a wave and it's extremely intense.

"Harry." I shout, trying to get him to stop dancing.

He looks up and I embrace him in a tight hug. "Thanks, you're the best." I say as I hug him.

Wow this feels perfect. I feel so connected to everyone. To the music and to this room and everything. Hugging my friend makes me feel so euphoric. I just feel so loved and in love and just perfect.

I now really, really understand why people like hugging others. It feels like I can understand Harry so much better now that we're hugging.

"Sammy, are you alright?" Harry asks me, alarmed. He slaps my cheeks a few times. Ouch, what's that for?

"What? Yeah! I'm feeling great." I say, smiling, trying to catch his arms to stop him from slapping me.

He takes my hand and starts pulling me away from the music. I wanna stay. I just wanna keep dancing. I never wanted to dance to music so bad my entire life.

As we walk further the music is slowly drowned out by the noise of people talking. Did it just become quieter or louder?

He keeps dragging me until we're in the quietest area of the club, behind the glass walls.

"You're completely high, right?" Harry asks me, wearing a disappointed expression.

It reminds me of the way my mom looked when she came up the stairs. I almost feel bad. Almost. I start laughing, gaining a frustrated eye roll from my friend.

I look over Harry's shoulder and find familiar faces sitting on one of the couches.

I quickly walk over and let myself fall in between two people on the couch. I thought I could squish in between, but I think I landed on someone's lap instead, with my back halfway on the couch.

"Hey." I say, looking up at someone familiar, Jessica from my class.

"Samuel!" She gasps. "Hey! Come on, let's sit up." She says and tries to push me over.

"How are you doing?" I ask her delightedly.

She looks irritated. "Good, good. I didn't know you were here." She says and looks around, her eyes landing on Harry.

"Sorry." I hear Harry's panicked voice and feel him pulling me upright. "He's had quite a bit to drink." He lies.

"You liar." I say, starting to laugh again. Why is he lying? No one cares about- about what? Who's lying?

Jessica smiles warmly. I look around the table and see Lisa and her boyfriend sitting on the opposite couch.

Harry sits down on the armrest next to Jessica, sighing defeatedly. Behind me is another person from my school, a guy from a year below us.

I squint my eyes, trying to make sure I see right. A lot of people I know are here. Nice.

"You know. I really like you guys." I say to all of them. "The thing is, I really like talking to you at school, I would talk more, but I'm usually super shy and second guess everything I say and so I end up not saying anything." I tell them, looking at Jessica.