Precious // h.s

nine

Evelyn~

Fuck to being his. If he wants his ex back, I can show him that I can get my ex back, too. This is going to be the longest damn story I have to explain to Violet. She's gonna go all bat crazy when I post on snapchat.

[evelyn] hi

[ryan] evelyn hey

[evelyn] do you wanna hangout

[ryan] if what you mean by hanging out is drinking at my place then hell yeah

[evelyn] alrighty I'll be over soon

And that's how you do it. This morning I already went out to ship Harry back his things because even though I could drive 10 minutes to give it to him, why would I want to face him again?

Seeming that I'm already ready, I could just drive to Ryan's right now and that is exactly what I'm going to do. He probably already has some of our friends there. I should text Violet to go.

I realised that I never went to lunch with Violet. Oh well, she never texted me back about it so... Maybe she just fucked her hot assistant that day instead of going out to an actual lunch.

The drive to Ryan's house is short and there are a few cars parked on the side of the road. I get out of my car and knock on the front door. I don't get why it isn't awkward between me and Ryan because isn't it supposed to be?

The door opens and I'm greeted by Ryan. He hugs me and let's me inside of his reasonably big house.

"How are you?" He asks.

"I'm good, I'm good, what about you?" I ask back.

I'm actually feeling shit and plain.

He gives me the same answer as I gave him and we walk upstairs to where people are. I immediately spot my friend Ben and his girlfriend Amy, whom I never liked and she never liked me and our friend Dominic.

It's been so long since I've seen all of them. Time to get wasted in this little friend group. I sit on the couch next to Ryan and Dominic hands me a solo cup with cherry vodka in it. I hate cherry and I hate vodka. In gonna throw up so bad.

I pull out my phone and go onto snapchat, holding the cup to my lips, I take a video and point it to Ryan, who's talking to Ben and laughing.

"Ry." I say and he looks at me and then notices the camera.

He gets super close to it, "what's up, baby?"

I stop the video and upload it to my story and then lock my phone, putting it on silent. Ryan puts his arm around me, just like old times, and squeezes my shoulders. I instantly smile and take another sip.

Ryan and I broke up, not because of anything bad, he was just super bad all of the time and we were incompatible, but maybe that's changing right now. We're getting along pretty well. Super well actually.

"I think someone's calling you." Dominic points to my lighting up phone that's in my lap.

I roll my eyes and get up from the couch, going outside into the porch. I already know that this is not going to end well. The conversation that is about to happen. I slide my phone and answer the call.

"Hello?" I try hard not to slur.

"What the hell?" Harry shouts through the phone.

"Nice to hear from you, too." I laugh.

"Where are you? Who are you with?" He swarms me with questions.

I hesitate before answering, "I'm with my ex? At his house? Because that's what I thought we were doing." I laugh. "Going back to out exes. Anyway, I sent you bracelets and rings back, gotta go."

"Don't fuckin-"

I hang up on Harry and it feels good. It feels good to have control and not be intimidated by some really rich and hot old guy who has the hots for me. I go back into the house and shit back onto the couch.

Drinking my third cup and having a good time. I'm having fun, I'm laughing, I'm dancing to music and I'm actually getting along with Ben's girlfriend, which is very, very surprising, but it's only probably because we're drunk.

***

I wake up, in my own bed, what! Who brought me home? We were all butt fuck drunk. I know, for sure, that Harry didn't become he doesn't even know Ryan's address; he's not capable of finding it. I hope. I check my phone.

[ryan] yesterday was fun hope you got home safe with that random guy.

Random guy? Holy shit, maybe it was Harry. I check my other text no doubt, it was him. Oh no, I hope my parents didn't see him, or even my sister. They'd attack me with an interrogation.

[harry] you got so fucking wasted

[harry] you could barely walk

[harry] you're lucky I'm not there with you when you wake up

What can't this goddamn kid leave me alone? I'm not gonna be the runner up. I am definitely not going to be his rebound.

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