I'm a mess (on hold) :: kian a.u

chapter 1

krista

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I've been friends with the same people my whole life: jc, connor, andrea, and kian. we all met when we were five in kindergarten. around the age of seven, we made a pact to always be best friends.

10 years later, we've stuck to the pact. the five of us are sophomores, and high school sucks. it's given us time to 'discover' ourselves, so we have sort of grown new friendships within the group. jc and I are closer than anyone in the group, and andrea and kian are dating. connor just loves everyone.

the bell rings for homeroom and I close my locker. I have science first period with kian. he is the worst lab partner ever. I'm always stuck doing all of the work.

"andrea and I are going to the club tonight, wanna come? maybe you can meet a guy that you actually like."

"kian, you should know me well enough to know that I'm not the partying type. besides, boys are pointless to waste your time on. I need to focus on school right now, not having a relationship." he rolled his eyes at me.

"whatever, party-pooper. if you decide you actually want to have fun, the address is 146 palmwood street in the upper east side. " he said.

"I didn't know there were any clubs in the upper east side of New York City." I replied.

the bell rang, so I continued to language arts with jc and andrea. the teacher is a total buzzkill and wouldn't let us talk or anything. after second period, the day went by pretty fast. I didn't have any homework and my mom was working late tonight. my phone vibrated in my pocket and a text from andrea popped up on the screen.

: u coming to the club tonight w/ me & kian?

I had nothing else better to do, so why not? c'mon krista, live a little.

: sure . I'll meet u there @ 9.

I had to call an über because my mom has the car for tonight. the line outside of the club wrapped around the entire building. it was pretty crowded, considering it was a tuesday night. surprisingly, you can get away with fake id's in New York. kian bought me one for my birthday last year. once I passed security, my nostrils filled with the unfamiliar smell of alcohol, and a hint of swear. there's people grinding on each other everywhere. I kept an eye out for andrea and kian. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going, because I ran into someone.

"oh my god, I am so sorry!" I said.

"it's fine. it's kind of dark in here and is super packed, it's kind of hard not to run into anyone. I'm jack."

"krista."

"so krista, what are you, clearly underage, doing at a club on a tuesday night?" jack said.

"excuse me, but I'm not underage."

"it's okay, I have a fake ID too. I'm only a sophomore." he whispered in my ear.

"okay, well I'll ask you the same question.  what are you, an underage teenager, doing at a club on a tuesday night?" I questioned.

"school stresses me out. I wanted to get my mind off of things." he replied bluntly.

"yo, krista! you made it!" a drunken andrea approached me and rested her hand on my shoulder. the force of her body weight almost knocked me over.

"I better go." I said to jack.

"here's my number in case you want to break the law with me anytime." he handed me his number and I slipped it into my pocket.

something about him intrigues me. as I walk away from jack, I observe his features for a minute. he's very tall, probably around 6"4'. his brown hair is quite long compared to the average teenage boy. his jawline is so sharp it could cut something. sounds weird, I know, but trust me, it's so true. something about him is unfamiliar but familiar to me all at the same time.

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"where's kian?" I asked andrea as we stumbled across the crowded room.

"I don't know, and I don't care. can you call me an über?" she asked. I handed her my phone and she dialed the number.

"here's your phone back. see you, sometime in the near future." andrea said and walked out.

I recognized kian sitting at the bar. I knew it was him because of the rainbow hair which he had just recently dyed.

"why does andrea seem pissed at you and why are you alone?" I asked.

"the real question is why are you wearing pants? like damn mami." I laughed a little.

he's worse than what I expected.

"it's only 9pm and you're already wasted. that's a new record." I said.

"I'm a record breaker for fastest to get drunk. krista, since when did you have eyebrows?"

"oh my god, okay. kian, I'm calling an über, you can stay at my place tonight."

"yay, sleepover!" he said as I grabbed his hand and guided him outside.

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first chapter woo!!
hope you enjoyed :-)

-amanda