i hate you more | ✎

𝐭𝐰𝐨.

「 chapter two ❦ nasty 」

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𝐁eing completely honest with myself, I wasn't a fan of drinking. My older brother was a strong drinker, could down about six bottles on his own. I'm convinced he got that from our father, since our mother was never that strong and usually vulnerable when we were young. But I don't remember much from my childhood. And I don't want to, either.

Why did I decide to go to a house party? Because it was Elias' birthday, meaning I was obviously invited. Knowing my classmates, Fernando would crash the party in a heartbeat with his goons, and Elias wouldn't really care as long as he was drunk.

Harry was also coming along, only to meet Elias for the first time and for my safety. Turns out him and Elias are both in the same classes, so they were classmates! Why did they never talk then?

I decided to settle on some simple grey cargos, a black top and my signature fluffy black jacket. Or one of them. The usual fluffy one was much bigger than the one I had on right now.

[FIT IDEA]

[I JUST CHOSE A RANDOM ONE LMAOOO IDK]

I slipped my beanie on my head and clipped on a necklace. It was a party for my best friend after all. I even wore a pair of my earrings after so long. "Fuck... I hate these piercings," I muttered under my breath, letting out a sigh and fixing my hair. My afro was out since Harry hadn't twisted it yet, so I had to have my hair out and down.

I really did have so much hair... I threw on some fingerless gloves and a ring before looking at my reflection. I really did look good; maybe this was the first time I'm not looking like a dork. I walked outside my house, being met by an Uber outside our door. Harry had left the house hours ago to get some food for the next week, so he would probably be a little late. I didn't think he'd do this much just for my safety though...