You Offer Him Drugs

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((((( AUTHORS NOTE: Requested by - @pandy02 Im sorry it took me so long, I had so much stuff going on, but here's your imagine! I hope you like it! XD )))))

You were high as a kite again, it was fucking amazing. Everything seemed oddly hilarious, and your Kurt Cobain poster was winking at you.
"Oh Kurt! Stahp!" You giggled at him. How strange, the sound is strange. You stand up and wobble about a little before heading to your window, the stars look preeeeettyyyyyyyy. Haha, pretty is a weird word. You heard a strange beeping sound and turned around slowly. Ah! Someone is messaging you on your communications device! Phone, phone, yeah, phone. You pick it up like Onision did in his Death Note videos when he was playing L and laugh to yourself.

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It was one of your dealers, but you couldnt remember which one, you had soooo many. Maybe you could fucked tonight! You cant remember what drugs you took, but you dont regret it! You pull on your converse and stumble out of your house, ignoring the winking Kurt Cobain poster for the moment. You stumble down the road to the local bar and practically fall through the bar.
"Oh! Someone's had too many already!" The barman laughs.
You giggle and wave at him "Hello! Kurt Cobain winked at me!"
The barman raises an eyebrow, someone grabs your elbow and pulls you over to them. You're in a crowd of your dealers, cool! You get some more drugs off them, mostly ecstasy apparently, and sit on a bar stool. There was a SUPER cute guy next to you! He had long black hair framing his gorgeous face, and you felt the strange urge to lick his face, huh, you're sure you've seen him before! Its not Kurt Cobain though, how disappointing. You stare at him quizzically for a while, trying to figure out who he is.
"Hey, can I help you with something?" He asks suddenly.
You shake your head and giggle "No, sorry, I just...I think I know you from somewhere, but I cant put my finger on it!" You hold your finger up and giggle as it sways slightly.
He raises an eyebrow at your actions and laughs slightly "Uh, my name's Kellin Quinn, Im in a band called Sleeping With Sirens!"
You facepalm "Of COURSE you are! I KNEW it! Well I didnt, but I almost did...ha...you know you're beautiful as fuck???"
Kellin blushes and laughs nervously "Are you high?"
You roll your eyes "Are you high!?!"
"No." He replies simply.
You wiggle your eyebrows "Do you wanna be? Its a looooot of fun! Kurt Cobain could be winking at you! He was winking at me! He's such a flirt!"
Kellin shakes his head "Uh...no thank you...are you offering me drugs?"
You shrug "Quite possibly, but only because I want someone to be happy with me!"
"There are other ways to be happy!" He argues.
You raise an eyebrow "Are there?" And thats when you feel yourself starting to come down from your high.
"Yeah, plenty of ways to make yourself happy, eat, watch movies, listen to music, hang out with your friends, the list goes on! Beautiful girls like you could get practically any guy, you dont need drugs to make yourself happy!" He winks.
Then you feel like you're falling, you hit the ground with a crash and you feel like complete shit. "I...I dont like eating, music used to make me happy...as did movies...I have no friends, I used to, before...before I met him..." You sniffle slightly.
"Who?" Kellin asks curiously.
"My ex...he got me addicted to various drugs and made me feel like shit unless I took them, they were the only thing making me happy...then he left me and all I have left is drugs and the false sense of happiness they bring me..." You explain.
"Im so sorry, I understand a lot better now. I want to help you." He says.
You raise an eyebrow "Why?"
"Because beautiful girls dont deserve that shit, you're not a bad person, you just got mixed up in some shit, thats all, and I want to help you out of that shit, will you let me help you?" He asks curiously, holding out his hand.
You nod without thinking as your eyes fill with tears, you take his hands "Yes. Thank you so much Kellin." Tears start rolling down your cheeks.
Kellin pulls you into his arms "You're welcome beautiful, lets get you back on track!"

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