I scanned the increasing crowd, trying to find my best friend. My first week back in childcare had been great and I had praised both of us to this party since it had been ages. I took Lux home with me the first day, Ashton and her actually became friends. What you can call friends at a 3-years old level. Her brother never seemed to call Pam since she never called me. I didn't mind though, Lux stayed with me in my bed so I didn't have to run around the house as in case something could happen. I kept knitting plots inside my head how her brother would kill me if something happened to her, so I didn't take any risks. As longer I thought of it, how it sickened me even more. But after all, he was the irritating one who's dumb enough to believe childcares take care of kids at night.
I ruffled my short hair back as I finally spotted her. I squirmed my body between some grinding once, getting insults throwing at my head for disturbing them in their intimate actions but from my experience of parties I learnt to ignore and carry on. I tried not to spill any of my drinks on the bodies that try to enclose me which was hard, having four cans in my small hands.
Once I reached Cleo I couldn't help but think of how she survived wearing her hair down. I've always been jealous of her long blonde locks, if I grew out my hair it would look hideous, I know since I tried a few years ago. She lifted one of her transparant cans and waited for me to do the same before she spoke.
“Cheers to summer break and us surviving our first year of Uni.” She spoke proudly. I nodded in agreement before drinking in the beer at once.
Cleo and I weren't really the most outgoing and social girls, but we had some partygoing friends and weren't as innocent as everyone thought we were. Going to parties had become a habbit to us, which might depent on the fact both our brothers are founders of the biggest club, here, in London.
Soon we got surrounded by our Uni friends, joints pursed between their lips. I had always found it funny, how this club changed people, but no one really noticed it, except if you were inside. The club where the stars come, share their secrets, where people fall in and out of love, this was the place I loved, yet nobody knew. The person I was inhere was a complete contrast to the person I was outside these walls. My parents wouldn't imagine my friends putting fire to their insides, they were the perfect friends, since Oxford was the perfect school in London after all. Where only the perfect kids got sent there. Yet we got sent there, to study law. Pressured by the parents, believing the shit we love it, yet here we are, taking turns on getting high. And our parents like to believe the know us.
Well actually, Cleo and I took turns from the others. We got pretty waisted but never got extremely drunk or high. We liked to keep our innocence up, yet didn't want to come over that innocent. It was when a group of unfamiliar guys neared us I felt nausea taking over me. Their eyes practically undressing me made gasp for air, fresh air, which wasn't near this place anytime soon. Their smirk grew as they managed to get closer to me and when I looked for Cleo next to me, she was nowhere to be found.
I rushed my way trough the sea of bodies, praising myself lucky I know the place like my backpocket and finding the door to fresh air easily, having the guys I felt uncomfortable with, losing me.
I tried to catch some air as I leant with my back to the cold bricks, a nice contrast to my flaming skin. I liked being alone outside the club, it took me back to my innocence, yet the alcohol still had quite an impuls on my mind.
“You?” A strong accent made me flutter my eyes open, which I hadn't noticed were closed until now. I knew I heard the accent before, yet I couldn't pinpoint who it belonged to since I wasn't think clearly.
I spotted the taller curly haired guy at the otherside of the entrance. I might have thought he had a small smirk on his face, before it turned into the frown I had grown used to, even if I had only seen him three times.
“Yes me, problem with that?” I snapped. I could tell by his shocking face he expected me to stutter, or just ignore him. Which I rather had wanted to do, but instead I let the alcohol taking over me. Like I said before, I wasn't thinking clearly.
“Wow, didn't think you had that bit in you.” He raised his hands in defence. “I just don't remember letting you in.” He checked the list he seemed to have been holding in his hands, yet I hadn't noticed it.
“Oh I'm not on that.” I pointed out.
“Than why are you here? You seem a pretty good stalker.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head, trying to get my mind turn around what he had just said. Good stalker? What.
“I seem to be a good stalker? What about you. You're the new kid who brings his sister to the childcare I work at and becomes whatever what you are in my local club.” I turn around to head bac k inside but his arm is long enough to block the entrance.
“It's my job letting people in who are on the list.” He spoke without even facing me. I snapped my head to the side to see him tapping away on his phone. So this must be the new bodyguard Scott hired. Great, there goes my good mood from whener I like to come here and escape.
“Let. Me. In.” I stretched the blanks between each word as I spoke between gritted teeth.
“No.” His voice was calm yet I could hear a hint in it that he was enjoying this. I didn't know why though. He didn't know me after all, yet I didn't know him but the annoyance I felt for him grew from the moment I met him and tried to be nice but he just brushed me off.
“That's it, I'm calling my brother.” I step aside as I tell him.
He shrugs it off, tapping even more on his phone. “You think I must be scared of your little brother?”
I mimick his actions. “Maybe, it that little brother seems to be Scott Fasey, founder off well yeah, the sunsetstar. Isn't that this club? Oh doesn't that make him your boss?” I faked gasping and rolling my eyes as he tensed with my words.
“Go in.” He mutters before I can say anything else and I gave him the most fake and arrogant smirk I ever painted on my lips.
Once I got back inside none of my friends were here to found. So I found myself drinking down some few more drinks. Eventually I found some of my friends back, yet Cleo was still nowhere to be found. I inhaled some of the dust my friends smoked and continued making my way through the sea of bodies, just to practically annoy them.
When I finished another can of beer, all my surroundings were black, expect the bright spotlights above my head. I could feel the light on me, and everything around me started spinning. My head got heavy and as well I know this place, I had no idea where I was right now. I heard people singing along to some songs yet I couldn't see them. They seemed so far away and their voices turned into barely whispers. I could feel the temperature heaten and the sweat clung onto my forehead. My heart was pounding, I could feel my pulse increase over my entire body, I tried to catch for air but I only inhaled more dust. I wanted to run back outside, like I did less than an hour ago. Not to face the new kid again, but I needed the fresh air. If I knew exactly where I was, I would have find my way back but everything was turning and fading to black, sometimes it would turn a little brighter but right before I blincked my eyes everything would turn black again. It was crazy, I had no idea what was happening to me.
The last thing I remember was hitting my head on something, and everything turning black for good.
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HEY GUYS. so It's almost 4.30 am so Don't blame me if it's a little crappy and if this is like A TOTAL CHANGE because it hahaha I just want to let you know the 'both sides' of Belle that you don't go like 'oh she's innocent and Harry gives that a turn around' because it isn't like that. It's basicly that she grew up in a strict family and her brother & herself like to get away sometimes and escape from the rules and yeah come to the the club. I hope you guys quite like it, I just like to introduce you to Belle now most likely. From next part on the story will start to developeeeeeee :D I hope you guys like it, I said that a lot already haven't I?
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FanfictionHe lost his family. He lost his house. He lost his friends. He lost love. The only thing he has left is his little sister. He isn't the same as who he used to be, his past haunts him the entire time. The thing that keeps him alive is keeping his sis...