A Tragedy Away (h.s. fan fiction)

Chapter Thirty Four

✴Delia's POV✴
When I got back from my little walk after storytelling everyone was gossiping in the livingroom. I walked right into my room and started to get ready. I heard about this party on 58th street. It's a dangerous neighborhood but I'm a big girl. I stare into my closet at the sea of black clothing trying to decide on what to wear. What would Harry like? Wait...no. What would the New Delia like? Just as the thought crossed my mind I spotted this full fishnet shirt. I pulled it out and threw it on the bed along with my thigh high leather boots and my favorite snapback. I got in the shower and quickly dressed. I decided to straighten my hair which took a really long time. The makeup I put on was caked but I didn't care. I had smoky eyeshadow and thick eyelashes and black lipstick. I looked hot. No, I looked sexxy. Something I've never really felt before. I looked in my full lengthed mirror at myself. I had gained a whole foot because of my high leather heels. I decided not to put anything under my fishnet shirt so all you seen is my black underwear and bra. The shirt stopped just below my crotch so I didn't see a need for any bottoms. I grabbed my phone and left. I texted Justin to come pick me up while I waited outside. No one was in the livingroom when I came out. They must've had another sleepover at Louis. You know, I wish they would invite me sometime. It seems like fun. When Justin pulled up I immediately got in the front seat. I tried to ignore the stare he was giving me but I couldn't resist.
"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?" I asked wanting an answer.
"You're just.....you know.....you're barely dressed.....", he stuttered trying to keep his eyes on my face but failing.
"Yeah, I know. I'm so fucking awesome. Now can we go. The party started hours ago." I say trying to hurry and get drunk. He turned the keys in the ignition and drove off down the street.

The drive took 35 minutes. We were deep into the city and you could hear everything from firetruck to a married couple arguing about a very "special" business trip the husband went on. I got out of the car and walked right into the noisy house party. There were drunk people out on the porch slurring the words of stories that were only funny if you were there and swapping spit with anyone who walked by. Justin followed in after me and held on to my lower waist which was a bit uncomfortable but maybe he was just not trying to lose me in the thick crowd of sweaty people. Once inside I immediately located the alcohol and a big bowl of various drugs I decided to stay clear of tonight. I grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels and downed it. I opened my eyes and immediately knew I was drunk. I watched Justin's mouth move as he said something I couldn't understand and walk away. I shrugged my shoulders and went to go dance. Pretty soon there was guys trying to anve with me but I rejected them and focused on the rhythm. I swayed my hips to the catchy Selena Gomez song:

All i need, all i need is your body heat
Right next to me

The next thing I know, Justin is behind me pushing up against my butt. I didn't reject him because it was just a dance. But then his hand started to wander and I knew it wasn't his wallet rubbing against my ass. I sternly threw his arms off of me and continued to dance but they just kept coming back so I just gave in and let him dance with me. Not even seconds later I feel Justin's grip quickly leave body.