Have you seen Cassie Hemmings?

Chapter 8

A/n separating this into 2 chapters as it would be too long. Please keep voting and commenting

Cassie's POV
"Cass. Breakfast is on the table", someone shouted from downstairs. I slowly rubbed my eyes and got out of bed grabbing my hoodie and slipping it on over my head. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen where a empty chair awaited my butt.

"Morning babe", Hollie smiled as I sat down in front of a bacon sandwich. "Morning", I yawned. "Good night sleep?" She asked. "Yeah thanks", I answered before biting into my breakfast. The saltiness of the bacon making my mouth water and my brain telling me to eat more. I licked the sauce off my lip before talking another bite.

10 minutes later I had finished my breakfast and was on Jacks laptop looking at some new clothes. "More clothes. Really" he asked as he walked past. "Yup", I mumbled popping the 'p'. "Right for today- Luke's gone to the studio to record a new song, Hollie is going out with some friends and I'm going for my check up at the dentist, food shopping and getting all the alcohol for the party tonight", he said. "Your having a party", I asked. "Yeah. To celebrate my new job", he smiled. "Don't even talk about it", I said turning my back on him. He swivelled my chair around so I was facing him once again. "Do you want to come with me or go back to mums", he asked. "Can I just stay and chill here", I questioned. "If you want. Just make sure you clean up after yourself", he answered and I nodded as he grabbed his car keys. He kissed my cheek and walked to the front door. "I turned Netflix back on for you", he said and left the house.

I smiled and walked into the living room logging on to Netflix. I began to carry on watching Orange Is The New Black.

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It was around 4pm when Jack returned with all the shopping. I saw him unload all the alcohol.

There was loads.

"Big drinkers huh", I asked picking up a bottle of vodka. "They can handle it", he smirked, taking it out of my hands. "So how many is invited", I asked curious. "Bout 80", he said shrugging his shoulders. "Am I invited", I asked, trying to be casual. "If you want", he said. "Coolio", I smiled before sitting on the island in the middle of the kitchen and began to scroll through Instagram. "im going to shower. Hollie should be back soon", he said and made his way upstairs.

It was around 7pm when I began to get ready. Jack offered for Sinead to come but she couldn't as she was grounded... Again. She mumbled something along the lines of smashed a vase or something when I rang her.

I walked up to my bedroom, searching for some clothes. I got dressed into some black skinny jeans and a low cut floral top. I then spent the next 20 minutes straightening my hair before doing my make up. I applied some foundation, eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. I ran downstairs ready for the party to start.

"Back upstairs and change your top", Jack said as soon as appeared in the door way. "Why what's wrong", I protested looking down at my clothes. "It's too low. As much as my friends are good people I don't want you wearing that kind of top when they are going to be drunk. Now change", he said in his stern teacher voice. "Ughhhh", I groaned before stomping up the stairs. I changed for the second time, putting on a black and white stripy tee with lace sleeves. I heard the doorbell go from down stairs and soon enough the sound of a few rowdy men.

I once again made my way downstairs, grabbing a beer as I passed the table. I pulled down the lid and took a sip. "Did I say you could drink that", Jack asked appearing behind me. I spun around to face him. "You never said I couldn't. And besides mum lets me", I protested. "3 conditions. The first you don't get drunk under any circumstances", he said and I nodded. "Second you make sure you don't get hurt, don't get into the crowds", he added and I nodded again. "And third. You promise me your not on any medication", he asked. "Promise". I smiled, walking over to where the music was.

I took out my phone, taking a selfie. I uploaded it to Twitter and Instagram, my caption "partying with the big boys :)". This will be one good night I smiled as everyone started dancing.

"When the beat drops out", I took another big sip of the beer in my hand before I began do dance.

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