I watched as he lit a cigarette, held it between his lips, and squinted at the road.
"You should probably stay away from me." He said, without looking at me.
"And why's that?"
"Because I'm the guy your parents warned you about when you were litt...
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In between his lips, the blunt sat, slowly burning the blunt. A million reflections ran through my mind as he took a long inhale.
"Could I die smoking this?" I whisper to him, and he almost choked, bursting out into laughter.
He shakes his head, "it helps curb cancer, and I can promise no one spiked it." He snickers.
I knew that there was no turning back when those words have been spoken. "I never smoked before, and I know my parents would kill me to know I'm out this late and doing this."
They all laugh, and Louis speaks, "I remember when my mom first found out I smoked pot, 15 years of age, I was actually with you Liam." He nods and Liam smirks as they game.
"Yeah, in my parent's basement, and I was grounded for months. It was the worst." He shakes his head.
Harry leans in and rasped, "No pressure." making me gulp.
I knew more about marijuana than they thought, my grandpa, use to smoke medical marijuana to help him loosen. Nodding my head, I had to be as independent as I could, mostly because I was dressed appropriately.
"I wonder who will be the highest." The blonde haired one says, and the one on the floor
As I took Harry's blunt, our eyes didn't break. I put the joint in between my lips and puffed immediately coughing, before passing the blunt back to Harry.
"I see you smoke too, that's epic, not many girls smoke like you," Louis says. Like me? What did he mean like me?
"Are you alright?" I nod my head but gestured no more.
Harry looked up at me as I handed him the blunt. He settles it between his lips, puffing it. I watched him as he did. He blew it out moments after.
He asked softly, "let me grab you a chair." Opening one of the two closet doors, he pulls out a steel chair and enables me to sit. He then strides across the room and opens a mini fridge pulling out water. "here."
As Niall sat on the couch where he was lying, he asked, "How long have you two been together?" Niall's eyes sparkled as he asked.
I state, "We aren't together.".
As Louis continues playing the game, he scrunches his nose in pain. "What's this chart thing Bianca was doing?"
"What?" Harry asks, "Yes, but they can't be true."
I agree with him.
"When you raced harry the other day, he was so nervous. " Zayn chuckles.
"I wish I could have seen that" Louis laughs finally giving us a minute of his time before looking at the screen again.
"Zayn." Harry looks at him, shaking his head.
Niall had said, ruffling a bag of chips, "I heard you got into a fight today."
