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everyone has that person that you hate. they may not even be a reason behind the hatred and it may be sudden, but you can't stand the sight of them.
for me, this person was mason. the one with the perfect family and privilege that people would kill for. the confidence reeked coming off of him, it infuriated me how much better he thought he was compared to everyone else. he had anything anyone could ever want, a big house, a happy family, a football talent that will soon get him somewhere. yet he would always rub this into everyone's faces, his ego was huge, it lingered from him.
there was an event tonight that declan, my bestfriend, and teammate of mason had been invited to, it was a house party but a tad bit more formal.
"you do know he's probably gonna be there, right?" declan says to me whilst he does up the last of his shirt buttons. i look at him with a dull expression, "you don't know that for sure, but, who gives a shit if he is? you think i'm scared?" i chuckled, declan seems taken back but replies anyway, "well no i never said you were, i just don't want you to get annoyed at an event that's meant to be fun, not violent y/n." i look at him and look back to myself in the mirror, i ignored what he said. "thoughts?" i turn around and give declan a view of the backless mini dress i was wearing. he gives me a big smile and walks towards me, "you look incredible as always." he gives me a hug and kisses my forehead.
declan was like the big brother i never was able to have. we grew up together and i've become really close with most of his friends, expect mason of course. i don't know when this hatred started, but i realised how much i disliked him during a conversation i had overheard a few months ago.
flashback "yep well, most will say i have it all" mason chuckled in the most classy way possible. it made me want to throw up, he was bragging about his amazing life to his own guests. how low can you get? he continues, "this is my house, my parents are incredibly proud of themselves to say the very least." i walked away and rolled my eyes, i couldn't take one more second of hearing his voice.
ever since, we'd never gotten on, and honestly i prefer it that way, even if i didn't properlyknow him.
declan's pov "y/n, you do know that you don't actually know mason...you've only overheard and assumed?" i say, not looking in her direction, knowing i'm going to get my head blown off. i feel her gaze on me, "declan i know enough, i don't want to know anymore." she walks into a different room. me and ben were talking about this sudden hatred for mason that y/n had, mason was the nicest person we knew, she must've just heard the bad side to him. even though he liked her at first, he could feel that she didn't like him, and he reciprocated. i knew he would be there tonight, but wasn't willing to tell y/n anything. ben, jack and recce would be with us tonight, hoping to prevent anything from happening.
y/ns pov 2 hours later
i step out of declan's car as he opens the door for me. "thank you sir!!" i say whilst giggling, "no problem, oh also y/n" he grabs my arm, "yeah?" i respond , he looks down and i know he was about to tell me something i wouldnt like. "masons here". i roll my eyes, i decided to be mature for once. "honestly, i don't care, i'm here to have fun, he can do whatever" declan looked up with a shocked expression, "wowww y/n being MATURE??? that's crazy" he says sarcastically as threw his arm around me, i giggle in response as we walk towards the doors. "don't act too shocked" i say as i open the door, the house was fully decorated with gold and black balloons, as that was the theme of the night. the event was hosted by the manager of declan's football team, it was in a beautiful modern house in cobham, as declan played for chelsea.
"declan!! so glad you could make it mate" his manager comes over and engulfs him into a hug, he looks beside him and notices me. "and who would this be dec?" he shakes my hand, "this would be my non blood related sister, y/n, this is john" i smile at him, "very nice to meet you, what do you think of the decorations?" he says as he looks around the room, "nice to meet you too! i love what you've done with the colours, they go really well together." he looked relieved, "i'm glad you think so, didn't know if i had gone overboard" we all laugh, "anyway! have a good night you two!" we wish him a goodnight as he wonders off by himself. me and declan walk in further and see if we can spot any familiar faces. declan speaks up, "ben, jack and reece said to meet them at table 4, but i'm not sure wh-" "DECLAN" ben shouts, declan waves at him then looks down to me, "found them" i smile and laugh as we make our way over. they all greet us with hugs, but it was safe to say , ben was absolutely gone. his words were slurred and he kept mumbling to himself.
i sit myself next to ben and look at him with sarcastic disappointment, "wow ben, thought you were better than this considering you're the oldest here." he looks at me with his drunk gaze, managing to make me chuckle. "don't you pipe up miss" he slurs as his head drops down, causing the group to laugh.
suddenly, i heard a familiar voice come from behind me. i knew exactly who it was, my face dropped. declan looked straight at me as he approached the table. "you guys alright?" mason says, happily. everyone responds, except from me and ben of course, the man was basically passed out on my lap. mason stares at me, not surprised that i didn't say hi back, i look at him and give him the fakest smile i could, and he did the same, he'd just gotten here and he's already making me want to leave. i know it's unfair to say you hate someone without knowing them, but honestly, i just knew i had no time for mason.
1 hour later it had been about 1 hour since me and declan arrived. bens already had to be taken home by declan, as he was the designated driver. i was waiting for declan to arrive back and jack offered to dance with me. i didn't even have to think about it considering i was 4 tequila shots down. the weeknd came on, blasting through the speakers and i began to grind on jack, who seemed to be loving it. even though i was on a floor full of people, i could feel eyes on me. i look around , mason. what was he staring at?
he sees me catch him but he doesn't look away. i began to turn myself to face jack, kissing the side of his face and ear, just to see masons reaction. jacks hands snake around my waist and down to my hips, guiding them around him. i look back up at mason, who was downing his drink, and began to walk towards a girl who was sat beside him. he asks her to dance and she of course agrees. i know i hate mason, but who can deny, he's incredibly good looking.
he barges past me and jack with the blonde girl and dances just opposite. the girl grinds on him as he holds up her hand, during this he was holding our eye contact as i was guiding jacks hands up and down my body. jack begins kissing behind my ear, he knows what he was doing. i hear someone stomp off of the dance floor, i look beside us and mason had walked away. i don't know what had just happened, but i loved whatever it was.
i'm back!! it's been nearly two years but i'm really into writing again!! i love this one, really hope you'll all enjoy having me back again ! <3 (part 2 tmr i promise)
