Bad Boy Meets Bad Girl

Party

The second I stepped into the house I ran straight up to my room throwing my bag and jacket on the bed before getting . Once ready and had something to eat (never drink on an empty stomach, you will regret every life decision)

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It was 8:45pm leaving me 15 minutes before Michael arrived and to convince my parents to let me go to this party, this was gonna be fun, I walked into the living were my parents were and cleared my throat knowing nothing else would get there attention, my dad took one look at me "no" he announced "ignore him, you look nice, are you going to a party?" my mum asked, she was always easier on my me than my dad "yeah I'm going with some friends" I smiled sheepishly "are you going with that boy from Monday and his girlfriend?" she asked, shit. "Yeah! Michael and...Lydia! They'll be here at 9 to pic-" I was cut off by my phone buzzing it was Michael 'We're outside kitten' I rolled my eyes at the nickname "they're here so I'm gonna go, love you, bye!" I yelled running to the door before they could stop me.

Assuming Luke would be in the front since he got picked up first I went to open the door to the back before Michael rolled down the window stopping me "you're up front, the guys are all in the back" he smirked why are they in the back? I questioned as I made my way around the front of the car and into the passenger seat. The second I sat down the car was full of loud whistles and a few 'damn' "wow Y/N/N you look incredible" Cal called from the back seat, I couldn't help but smile at the comment letting out a small "thanks" after.

"WHO'S READY TO PARTY?!" Michael yelled as he revved the engine before speeding down the street and to the house party, the car was full of energy as music flew through the speaks and the boys yelled along hyping themselves up. Surprisingly, Michael only managed to almost knock over one mailbox the entire drive.
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You could hear the loud bass from down the street and see the teenagers throwing up there mixed spirits already. Once the car stopped the boys practically fought to get out of the car whilst I unclipped my belt ready to open the door but before I could it swung open to see a blushing Luke holding out his hand for me to take whilst the other boys glared at him, like they wanted to be the ones to open the door for me, none the less I accepted his hand and hopped out making my way to the house. Calum's hand almost immediately found my lower back as he guided me to the front door, I could feel the music racing through my body the closer we got. I was excited.

Three drinks later and I was dancing my ass on in the middle of the living room with Ash, I was never a good dancer but at that moment I didn't care. People were all around us, sweaty bodies swaying to the music as others sat on the couch, drinks in hand, either talking or practically dry humping. I could see eye's on me but it wasn't Ashton's, it was Michael's, he was stood out of the way talking to some girl who practically threw herself on him but he kept his eyes on me the whole time. Not like I care, I mean I don't like him more than a friend. When I looked ahead of me Ash had disappeared and I was alone, I looked around the room to see if I could find his flopping dirty blond hair but no, he was gone and Michael was making out with the giggle parade. Fucking brilliant. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing him sucking face with her got to me by standing and staring but I also wasn't going to dance alone.

"You look thirsty from all that dancing" the voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned to see Calum holding two drinks "Cal-Pal! Eugh! You're the best" I yelled as I grabbed the cup and chucked the vodka and coke, mostly vodka. He chuckled, taking a sip "are you okay?" he asked raising an eyebrow, I moved closer to his ear pretending I couldn't hear him, he asked again. "Yeah, I just need a cigarette" I replied flashing him a sweet smile before making my way past Mike and to the back garden.

We made small talk in the back, mostly about how shit faced the boys were already when I heard Michael talking, his voice was getting louder the closer he came to the back doors. A part of me wanted to grab Calum by the collar of his shirt and kiss him, piss off Michael like he did to me but I'm not that kind of girl. I'm not gonna make out with a guys friend just because he kissed someone else. Instead I finished my cigarette, told Cal he owed me a dance and walked back into the kitchen chugging a bottle of vodka to get shit faced and probably do something I will no doubt regret in the morning. Bring on the good times.