That's my cousin?

It was 2 am.  My parents are asleep and it's time to sneak out. When I opened the window I saw my best friend, Cheyenne. "Hey, babe." She smile. "Hey, babes." I replied. I climbed out on the roof and walked over to the closest tree. "Be careful." Cheyenne said while laughing at me trying to get down. Finally I reached the bottom and jumped. I walked over to Cheyenne and put my arm around her. "Ready to go party?" I asked. "Hell yea." She basically screamed. "WHOOOOO!" I threw my arms in the air and shouted.

When we arrived at the party there were hundreds of drunk teenagers roaming around. As we walked back the music got louder. When we arrived at the food table I grabbed to glasses and filled them with beer.  We walked across the back yard and began grinding on a random guy. "I'll see you later?" Cheyenne looked at me and asked. I nodded my head and blew her a kiss. "Hey, babe." The guy I was grinding on spoke. "Hey." I said seductively. I winked at him and turned back around and continued grinding my hips on him in the beat of the music. "Want to go upstairs?" He asked. I took his hand and led him through the crowd. "Come on!" I said turning to look at him. He was smiling from ear to ear. We were both wasted as fuck. "I'm coming." He said with a smile.

When we entered the first bedroom we could find he slammed be against the door shutting it. His lips were roughly pressed against mine in a matter of seconds. His lips went from my lip to my jaw. He was working his way down and he stop right under my ear. My sweet spot. "Ah." I said in a moan. I could feel his smirk against my skin. "I wanted you since I you came up to me." He whispered, biting my ear lobe. His hands began to roam my body. They started at my shoulders and went down my arms. At the ending of my arms he grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer to where I could feel our hip bones connecting. He soon picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waste. He walked me across the room and let me down. He then stripped me of my shirt. "FREEZE, PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR." We both jumped. "Holy shit." I said.

"How old are you, miss?" The police officer asked me. "I-I'm 16." He put my hands behind my back and cuffed me. "Do you realize how much trouble you're in, young lady?" I nodded my head. "Where the hell is Cheyenne?" I thought to myself. The police officer walked me to the car and ducked my head so I could set in the seat. "So, this what a police car looks like?" I had always wondered what it would be like to set back here. I looked to my left and there was one of my old friends, Eric. "Busted!" I said laughing. "Ali, you think this is funny? Do you know how much trouble all of us are going to be in? What's wrong with you?" I laughed in his face. The policemen took a seat in the front seat. There had to be at least 15 police cars here. The ride to the police department was long. I kept glancing over at Eric. He was crying. Why? When we arrived at the department my door was opened and I was removed from the car. I was put in a cell. "Wow, I never wanted to be back here, though."

-10 minutes later-

Mom? She looked at me, She looked quite angry. "MOMMY! I'm wasted." I laughed in her face as well. "Lets go, now!" She looked oh, so serious. "Where is Cheyenne?" I asked her. "I don't know, Ali. She is not my responsibility. Let's go."  When I got in the car my mom began to cry. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Ali, you're such a bright young lady. I never in my life thought I would have to come pick your ass up from the police department. What the hell were you thinking?" I looked at me, tears flowing down her face. "Weren't you a teenager, Mom? Didn't you do stupid shit! I don't see why it is that every fucking thing I do is so wrong." Her mouth fell open. "Don't you ever talk to me like that again." I threw my head back against the seat. She continued looking at me. "Would you just fucking go already?" She backed out the car and pulled out. The ride back the house was silent. When we pulled in the drive way my mom looked at me. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you, and Cheyenne? I cant believe you two could be so stupid. I believe I'll be talking to her mother." I nodded and removed myself from the car.

When I got upstairs I went straight for my bathroom. I had to have a shower. I also needed to call Cheyenne. When I got out of the shower, I wrapped my bath robe around me and headed for my comfy bed. I threw myself onto the bed and picked up my phone. RING, RING, RING. RING, RING, RING. "Hello, beautiful." She spoke. "So, you wont believe this. The police showed up at the party." I heard her laugh. "I know, I got the hell out of there." So, that's where she went. She left. "No, I was in a bedroom with a guy. To top that I was half naked and pinned against the wall." "Holy shit, you're shitting me?" She laughed so hard. "Yes, it was so embarrassing." I was giggling to myself. "Wow, though. But, my mom said she was going to talking to your mom tomorrow." "Alright. I'll probably get a lecture and be told not to do it again." I could hear her smirk. "Mine cried." "Did she really?" "Yeah, but I'm going to bed. I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bye, now. Goodnight, and sweetdreams. I love you." "I love you too, goodnight." She hung up the phone.

DINGER. DINGER. DINIGER.

My alarm clock sang. I had a terrible headache. "Ali, get your ass out of bed and get down here." I heard my mom scream. I also heard another voice. Was that Cheyenne's mom? I ran down the stairs to see Cheyenne setting on the couch. "Hey, babe." I said and winked at her. She gave me a smile in return. "Hello, sexy." We laughed together and walked into the kitchen. "So, girls. We are sick and tired of the behavior shown lately. We are going to be sending you to London to live with your cousin. Your plane will be leaving in a few hours. Get your shit together and lets go." We turned around and ran to my room. Cheyenne basically lived here so most of her stuff was here. "London! We're going to London!" We both jumped up and down with excitement. "I wonder who this cousin is?" I shrugged my shoulders and hoped for the best.

We were now on our way to the airport. Becky, Cheyenne's mom drove us. I gave my mom a hug before I left the house. "I'm going to miss my babies." She spoke.  "We're going to miss you too, mum." Cheyenne and I spoke as if we had twin telepathy. 'Pinch, Poke you owe me a coke." She said. I laughed. "The jinks machine is out of order. Instead, lick my butt and leave a quarter." She looked at me and burst out in laughter. "Aren't you a real comedian?" Becky said. "Oh yeah." I said laughing. "Are you girls not sad that you had to leave?" She looked at us questionably.  "No, we've always wanted to go to London." She  nodded her head in response to our answer.

When we arrived at the airport Becky handed Cheyenne and I each 5g. "Wow, what's for?" I asked. "Do you plan on pulling money out your ass?" I laughed. "Bye, mum." We walked away. When we went into the airport they called for our plane to leave. "Just on time." Cheyenne said smiling. We found our seats on the plane and just waited for take off. "So, this is so amazing." I said. "I wonder if this cousin of yours is hot, Ali?" I looked at her disgusted. "Ew, even if he was that would be gross. He is my cousin, yanno'?" She nodded and smiled. I put my head on her shoulders and before I knew it I was asleep.

"The plane is now landing." The flight attendant woke me. Cheyenne and I looked at one another. I know we both had butterflies in our stomachs. When the plane landed we walked into the airport to find a young man with our names on a sign. "Hello." He smiled. We both shook his hand. "The limo is this way." I looked at Cheyenne. "The limo?" I mouthed to her. She shrugged her shoulders. When we walked out of the airport we took a good look around. "Maybe we should get in trouble more often." Cheyenne stated. I looked at her and smile. My arm was now hooked in hers. The limo driver opened the door for us. "Thank you." He nodded. The whole way I was taking in all the sceneries. They were beautiful. The limo stopped at a big beautiful white house. The driver them opened the door again for us. "Thank you." He nodded once again.

We walked in the house and there were five very familiar boys setting in the living room. OMG. It was Niall, Harry, Zayn, Liam, and Louis from One Direction. Cheyenne looked at me. I looked at her. We looked at them. Louis stood up. "Ah, lads meet my cousin Ali and her friend Cheyenne." Our mouths dropped and our bags fell to the floor. "Holy fuckity fucking shit." I mouthed.