Something I Want

Chapter 27.

I pull away from him and, realizing what a sin I've committed, grab my head.

-Grace, Grace, -Niall laughs mockingly.

-I'm drunk, okay? -I throw desperately

I close my eyes and leave the room.

-Are you done? -she appears again.

-You're Natalie, right? -I lick my lips and smile.

-And you, Grace? -she extends her hand. She's already turned around a lot in such a short time.

-Mhm, -I shake her hand -Yes. We're done. Or rather, he's done. He's such a piece of shit that I didn't even reach orgasm.

Natalie raises her eyebrows in surprise and looks behind me.

-You spoke up, Combs, -Horan growls.

-Don't be angry for the truth, kitty.

I look over my shoulder at him and smile, leaving them. I walk straight to the kitchen and freeze at the sight. Jace and Olivia, just licking each other. But they notice me and, embarrassed, step back.

-I'll just make a cocktail and you continue, -I wink at them and go to the table.

-Oh, are you bored? -Olivia snorts and fixes her hair.

-It's going to be fun, -I hold up the cocktail I made and they laugh -Only with protection, friends.

They nod their heads like puppies, and I go to the operation room.

-Grace! -Zayn -we missed you already.

-Wow, you're already drunk.

-You haven't seen him drunk yet! -Louis laughs out loud.

And yes. They're all pretty drunk already.

I finish my cocktail and join the guys and a couple of unseen girls. They definitely weren't drinking alcohol, because the girls' eyes are so suspicious.

Aren't they all like that? They don't care about the days of the week and party? They only drink alcohol and cheap crap that makes you lose your mind? Don't they have any other goals in life? For example, to finish school, another chosen education, to work in a job they love, to start a family, to travel. What if their goal is this? Just to consume, consume and consume.

I shouldn't be here. I want a great life. Not like these.

Everything fell silent when someone slammed the door shut. We almost all stood up from our seats and Natalie appeared.

-You! -she screams and jabs her finger at me. Probably?

-I'm Grace, -I stagger, but I don't pay attention to it. It's the alcohol's fault.

-You didn't make love to him, -she puts her hands on her hips.

-With whom? -I giggle.

-No, bitch! -she doesn't spare her voice at all.

-Of course not. And the only bitch here is you. Anyone who agrees, raise your hand.

I raise my hand and look at everyone. There is no movement.

-Oh, kids. You think her dad will kick us out of school for this? Where's the evidence?

-I'll kick you out, -she purses her lips.

I laugh and my friends, who have just entered the living room, raise their hands.

-Because your dad is everything, you're not. You're just like the rest of us, an ordinary student, so don't label yourself, -after my speech, more hands appear. Even the girls raise their hands.

Natalie gets furious. Her cocktail ends up on my dress. Everyone's mouths drop.

-That's childish, -I look at my alcohol-soaked dress -But you have to learn to accept criticism.

I sigh and repeat her actions. She starts to scream, and everyone laughs.

-You're dead!

She's about to attack me, but David blocks me, and Niall stops her.

-I'm still alive, but maybe you really are dead.

I walk past David and head out of this house. Before I can leave the house, I stop and look back at my friends.

-What are you doing? -I look at them.

-Are we going home? -Liam.

-I am, but you are staying here.

-If you go, we all go, -David.

-No. No one is going anywhere because of me.

-You don't know the way, -Briana frowns.

-Okay. Everyone go back to the party, and I'll walk her home, -David smiles.

-David or everyone walks you, -Olivia.

-Okay, -I sigh and raise my hands.

We say goodbye to them and they go back to the house.

-Someone should have told her that a long time ago, -David gets mad.

-Then why were you all quiet?

He shrugs and we look at the car that pulls up next to us. And it's Zayn's car. I frown. He's drunk, damn it.

Then everything becomes clear when Niall gets out of it.

-Grace, get in the car, and you go back, -he opens the door for me.

-What? -I frown even more.

-You heard. He's drunk and ... sit down, -he's very nervous

-See you tomorrow, -David hugs me and quickly disappears from here.

I look at the blonde, and from his face I can understand what awaits me. There is no other way out. I don't have a phone or money, and I don't know the way home.