❛ i don't want to go to go think i'll make it worse,
everything i know brings me back to us. ❜
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❛ cousins felt like a second home to the brooke family, year after year they would return to the same place every summer. but this year felt diff...
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chapter twenty three — drunk calls
As I made my way through the crowd I was surrounded by sweaty teenagers who were past the stage of being sober. I found my way to the keg and discarded my empty beer bottle as I approached it. A tall blonde stood by the keg, filling up drinks to pass around the room. We made eye contact as a smirk graced his face, and our hands touched as I took the cup from his hand.
"You haven't ruthied this have you?" I questioned, my eyebrows raised as I spoke.
"I wouldn't do that to a gorgeous girl like you." I wasn't quite sure how to take that reply but I was too intoxicated to care. I let the liquid go down my throat as he stared intently at me with a grin on his face.
"I'm Harry by the way."
"Olivia."
I looked around the room to see that none of my friends were around and took this as my opportunity to grab his hand as we weaved through the crowds. Outside I could see Taylors' weird punk boyfriend performing making me roll my eyes as I turned back around through the people. The guy that I now knew as Harry continued to follow me intently as we went up the stairs.
There were people everywhere no matter where I turned, I finally found a bathroom and went inside as he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me on the counter.
"Shouldn't we lock the door?" I questioned as he began to kiss the nape of my neck.
"No, let them find us," I could tell he was smiling as he continued to leave sweet nothings on my body.
His hair smelt of cigarettes yet Conrad smelt like salt water and the vanilla, his hair wasn't long enough to put my hand through like Conrad's. This felt rushed and foreign yet Conrad was so gentle and familiar.
Suddenly the door flew open to reveal Steven who looked upset but quickly his face turned to a look of horror as he turned around.
"Oh shit, shit Liv I'm sorry uh I'll go-" He went to walk away but I stopped him as I quickly pulled my dress back down.
"No, no I'm coming with you," I went to walk out but turned back round to the random guy, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen." I quickly walked away from the bathroom sorting myself out as I chased after Steven.
"Steven, Steven!" I shouted as he flew down the stairs, "Steven stop!"
He turned around to face me at the bottom of the stairs, his face tear-stained as his chest bounced from the rate of his heart. I felt my heart drop at his dishevelled state; this was his big party to celebrate and here he was almost in tears.
