Help! (a joe sugg fanfiction)

Chapter 18

"Party at my house bitches" Dean shouts. I quickly text my mum, 'I'm off to an end of exams party, don't wait up'. We all scream.

"Lucy, you're coming back to mine to get changed" Alice shouts over the cheers. It's been a while since Alice and I have had a proper girly chat. It was nice.

So Alice has kept some of my previous party outfits and j decided to wear my black sequin short dress, nude heels, bright red lipstick and my hair poofed. Let's not forget my black handbag and cross necklace. Alice went with a high neck navy cocktail dress and nude lips with a side braid (done by me). We looked quite mature.

At 8pm we left to go to Deans. The party started at 7 but we wanted to be fashionably late. *inserts winky face*. We bring a bottle of vodka and set off down the street. Its a short walk there and when we get to his house (which is massive) we walk straight in.

Alice and I head straight for the kitchen where people are doing shots. 5 shots in and we are ready to partayyy.

The messy room had empty bottles laid on the ground, waiting for someone to trip over them. I almost was a victim. As for the people in this crowded area, they looked reminded me of the beer bottles: empty and useless. Sweltering bodies crowded the enclosed space, their hips gyrating in emphasis with the pulsating music which was reverberating around the open air. Vibrant lazer lights beamed across the wooden dance floor; which was being trampled upon by tipsy adolescents. Couples pressed their bodies against each other, in an interlocking moment of serenity. We danced the night away. Quite literally.

It is now 1am and I am knackered. Alice was staying longer so I decided to make my way home. A couple of guys tried to kiss me but I just pushed them off me. I couldn't kiss another guy while thinking of the guy who kissed me on the rood of my house not so long ago.

After half an hour I reach my house. I open the door with my key and find it odd that the downstairs lights are on.

"Mum I told you to not wait up for me" I shout, just as I was turning the corner into the living room. A tear slipped down my cheek, making me have racoon eyes. How could my mum do this to me? By now my mum and the man looked up at me. What surprised me the most, was that the man my mum was kissing was....Joe!
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A/n

Personally I think her mum is a slut bag, whore whatever you want to call her. Also for anyone who is actually reading this I don't know what to call her mum or her grand dad. So comment what to call them ;)

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