Sex, Drugs and Olly murs

Chapter 8

I let myself into the house to find the paper boy had been round. A copy of the hideous picture of me and olly hung in the letter box.

I remembered the coke upstairs in the bathroom, i bounded up the stairs,

Took a line and then fancied going to a party on my own, to that little club olly took me too. I opened my wardrobe and picked out a deep purple dressed with cut outs at the hips, showing some skin, hmm, i picked up my black studded high high high heels. Sorted.

I grabbed the mercedes key, i don't care if my dad dosen't want me too, fuck him, fuck olly. I sped down the road, heading to the club. It was buzZing, the purple lights and curtains dazzling me.

I bouncers let me in, they knew who i was. My phone buzzed.

'Chrissy im so sorry :'(' it was olly.

'Fuck off'

'Where are you, can we talk?'

'Clubbing. No'

He didn't reply after that.

There was a shifty looking guy in a black suit he was taking money and giving packages, drug dealer probably. Then i realised i was low on the old drug front. I opened my purse found a 20 and waltzed over to the man.

'I got a 20'

He smiled at me.

'There you go princess' he smiled waving it in my face'

I grabbed him, threw the 20 at him and headed straight out the loo's. I Laid out a line, and sniffed using a fiver. Ahhhh.

I instantly felt better. So what if i was addicted, its only fun and it feels good!

As soon as i stepped foot out of the toilet door i head butted Olly's chest

'What the fuck do you want?'

'To talk'

'How about no' i said pushing past him

I walked up to the bar and ordered tequila shots and downed them, i was loosing myself in the bottom of a tequila bottle,

So classy. olly came over and grabbed my arm. He cupped my face, to be honest, i was lost in him. He kissed me and the music could no longer be heard in my ears.

Next thing i knew i was stood in the loo's with olly caressing me, god it was feeling good. Olly was kissing me passionately, it made me realise how much i loved him, his cheeky laugh and smile, and his expert fingers sending ripples of pleasure through me.

Once olly had finished, he smiled at me, took me into his arms and apologised so many times.

'Chrissy, babe, im so so sorry, i tried to stop them from printing the story, i tried, they just wouldn't stop'

'Just forget it...want some?'

I said waving the coke in his face.

I laid out two lines and we sniffed in sync, the drugs really helped me loose myself,

Forget about my dad, forget about silly things that i don't even need to think about.

Me and olly headed out onto the dance floor and danced the night away, it was about 4am and the club was still packed, numerous, hot and sweaty bodies that were throwing some moves on the glowing dance floor. My brother jude popped into my head, and how i didn't know him.. How i wanted to know him. He was my brother and no one wanted to tell me about him. At about 5 we ended up at olly's, while he had crashed out out the couch i grabbed his phone and fished out Jude's number and sent a quick message.

'Jude i know you my brother'

'I'm sorry' he replied instantly

'What for?'

'You don't want to be involved with me, please, just leave me alone'

I stared at the phone, after finding him he still didn't want to get to know me, the tears welled up, i just wanted to get to know my brother, and i couldn't even do that. I glanced at Olly on the sofa, dribble down his chin and muffled and soft snores coming from his throat, even in his childish state he is very beautiful and perfect. I knew i was in love with him... I knew olly just wanted me for the sex, i know. Im stupid... But just being with him just creates the relationship effect, its just like im dating him,

But truthfully im not, i'm no where near that.

Olly's a celebrity, im a commoner in the celebrity world, what can i do, fuck all. Olly can sing i cant, eugh.