'okay so basically your boyfriend, or actually ex boyfriend is an asshole' scar said while stroking my hair
'and your ex boyfriend's hot stepbrother protected you' i nodded
'and why the hell are you depressed girl omg, your stupid boyfriend is finally your ex and the hottest guy is into you' i sighed
'he's not into me scar we hate each other'
'or actually want each other' she said and i rolled my eyes
after the whole drama with ryan i had nowhere to go, and i didn't wanna return home so the only person left was scarlett and im not even complaining she's the best company
'okay stop now, i can't deal with your depressed ass, we need to do something to cheer you up'
'i appreciate it scar really, but im not in the mood to do anything right now'
'you really think that im gonna let you in here crying over a frog?'
i rolled my eyes and gave up
'okay then what do you wanna do?'
'there's a part-' i quickly cut her off
'no, no, no there's no way im going to a party we both said we're done with this'
'oh cmon paris, live a little, look at the bright side please, we're young rich and spoiled, what's better than this' truth is me and scarlett are known as young troublemakers here in newyork
we would always attend huge parties or even better throw them, with obviously illegal stuff, after a while we stopped doing this because of our parents, if they find out about us attending parties with drugs they're gonna disown us for good.
'i don't think this is a good idea'
'please paris, we both need this, if i attend one more crappy gala with my parents i think i'll go insane' she's right though
my whole life i had to be the perfect daughter, dating the perfect guy and having the best grades, the only place where i can't be judged is those parties, no matter how weird that sounds, nobody cares who you are.
the only way i can forget about my problems is getting high, and that's exactly what im doing tonight
'alright we're doing this' i finally said and scar screamed out of happiness.
'you know what that means right' i smirked
'shopping' we both said and laughed
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Romansa"look at me when i fuck you" he whispered in my ear and grabbed my chin making me look up to his hazel eyes "next time someone tries to flirt with you, won't have eyes to see your beautiful face again, amore" a low moan escaped my mouth "say it to...