How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 110: not quite clean

What's wrong with Louis? Why would he say that to Austin?

"Dude. That's not okay." I say to Louis as I come back into the living room. I turn the music. "You can't just say shit like that."

He just pretended like he's my lover to hurt Austin.

"I asked you first!" He claims.

"No, I never said you should do that." I say angrily.

"Chill. You're mad at him and you're not together anymore. I thought you'd want that." He says.

"No. I'm mad and I broke up because I'm mad, not because I actually wanna end the relationship." I explain.

"Man, then don't break up maybe. That's stupid." He suggests.

I roll my eyes. "Wanna get high?"

He sighs. "There's a rave I got invited to." He suggests.

"I've never been to a rave party." I admit. "What's it like?"

"Okay, we gotta go there. Seriously? Never?" He asks me.

I shake my head and chuckle. "No, never. What's it like?"

"I bet it's shit when you're not high. But never tried that, being high there is fucking awesome." He says.

"And meth is okay for that?" I ask.

"Perfect in my experience." He says. "I usually do either cocaine and ket or mdma and speed. Or some acid."

"And it's gonna be loud and full, right?" I ask.

He nods. "Right. You mentioned not doing well with that. Unless you're high, right?"

I shrug.

"We can leave if you don't feel comfortable. We can just borrow an e-scooter to get home." He suggests.

"How do we go about this?" I ask him. "I mean when do we leave?"

"Uhm, well, I'm ready for another round. We can go there in like two to four hours at like midnight." He suggests. "But we'll have to wear something more fitting. I can lend you something."

I nod. "Yup. Okay?"

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The rest of the night is a blur. I don't know if I blacked out because of my weird stressed out brain again or if it's just the drugs. Probably the latter. All I know is that I had a lot of fun and that we stayed all night, dancing, tripping, laughing and having fun.

I remember glimpses. I remember dancing to the music, really feeling the music. I remember waiting in front of the girls' toilet for someone and bonding over liking the same kids movie as some random dude and us hugging. I remember getting handed a bag with molly or something similarly called and then watching Louis cutting the powder with a creditcard while I talked about everything and nothing.

I remember Louis greeting a bunch of people, standing outside and smoking with random people and then heading back inside.

When we get home it's 8 in the morning. For someone who claims he doesn't have any friends Louis knew quite a few people there.

We're currently lying on his bed next to each other. Both still high as fuck.

"I've never had a bad trip." I tell him.

"You lucky bastard." He says and I start laughing.

"My boyfriend tried the acid you gave me and he went super crazy. Panicking, seeing blood on his hands and stuff." I say.