giving [h.s]

4

Lacey's P.O.V:

"Never have I ever had sex."

Who knew drinking a shot would get me into deep shit from Harry and Gemma. They both look at me like I'm paranoid, which gives me an uncomfortable chill over my body.

"You're still a virgin?" Harry laughs as he speaks, holding his gut as if it's hurting. Gemma chuckles under her breath, but Harry goes over board.

"Harry, it's not that funny, stop. You're making the poor girl cry," Gemma points over at me, shutting Harry up as I feel my eyes tear up.

Being laughed at by him just doesn't make me feel low about myself, it's because I am still a virgin. Why?

"I'm saving for someone special," I cough through the tears, wiping them with my expensive coat, probably wiping mascara off.

"It's called living life, remember?" Harry cocks an eyebrow, crossing his arms across his chest as he slouches in his chair. "Might as well explain to me what that means."

"Meaning living life to the fullest," my voice comes out louder and ruder than I intended. Gemma just sits there like she's out of the conversation, obviously not wanting to join in.

"Living life to the fullest, like giving."

"Giving?" Harry scoffs, "give what? My dic-"

"Harry, I think mom and dad are calling us to leave," Gemma lies, standing up from the chair, giving me a slightly awkward smile. "Nice meeting you, Lacey."

"You too, Gemma," I wave, not bothering to look at Harry. He doesn't say anything, but standing up aswell as following behind Gemma.

Sitting back down, I begin to chug down shots of Scotch.

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short chapter due to the next, which will be more than 1,000 words because shit happens. I'll see you next chapter;;))) [it will take a few days to update so waiittt]