Deadly in Love moments

Trouble

Andre, Rachel, and Drew: 17
(Drew's pov)
-8pm-
Rachel and I are on our way to Andre's house. It's pretty late, but we planned a sleepover at the last minute.
"This is kind of creepy."
Rachel links her arm in mine. She's my girlfriend.
"In a way, yes."
Smiling at her, I pretend like I'm fearless.
"Oh, stop acting tough. You still make your mom cook chicken nuggets for you."
She teases me with the past events, when I had asked my mom to cook chicken nuggets. I only did it because I was stressed with school. But I also just wanted mom to cook for me like she did when I was younger.
"Hey, look we're at Andre's house."
I change the subject and point to Andre's house. Rachel rolls her eyes with a playful smile, making me kiss her cheek. Andre suddenly bursts out his front door and sprints to us, looking short winded.
"Woah, dude what's up?"
I step up to him with Rachel by my side.
"Guys, come here! Shhh. Don't say anything."
He grips both my and Rachel's arm, then pulls us inside his house, acting normal.
"Andre, what-"
"Let's do some homework. Are you ready for that math test tomorrow?"
Andre obviously is hiding something from his parents, so I go along with it. Once we past the kitchen, where his parents are at, Andre locks the door.
"Dude, what's going on?"
Rachel asks quietly yet alarmed. I love the way she talks like us, saying "bro," "dude," and "man." She also abbreviates stuff like "ain't" or "'gon." It's cute, and I she inherited it from us boys. Andre and I learned it from our fathers, because that's how they talk to each other.
"Look. You see that?"
Andre opens his backpack for us to see. It's weed.
"Holy shit!"
Right after I shout, I instantly cover my mouth as Rachel Andre shush me.
"Fuck, how did you get that?!"
Eyes wide, I yell in a whisper.
"I told you I know a guy."
Andre smirks before beaming with pride.
"We thought you were just kidding!"
Rachel whisper-yells too in surprise.
"Hell no. I fucking scored this shit. Hey hey, we need to celebrate."
Andre sounds so crazy right now. It's like he's already on something.
"What the fuck do you mean man?"
I ask as he zips up his backpack and unlocks his door.
"I mean we're 'gon smoke this shit. C'mon, we're about to be seniors and summer's almost here. We have every reason to fucking celebrate."
He encourages us to follow him, waiting for an answer. What the hell? Smoking weed? Me?! That's a complete no. I can't do that. My parents would murder my ass. But Andre's got a point. One time won't hurt.
"Fuck it, I'm in."
I step towards Andre; then we wait on Rachel.
"Hell yeah I'm in too."
She grins, and we all high five each other before acting normal.
"Hey dad, we're going to sleepover at Rachel's. Is that cool?"
Andre asks innocently, and Rachel and I act nonchalant.
"Yea. Drive safe."
Uncle Khalil approves, so we all nod and walk out the door.
"So where are we going?"
I ask once we're in Andre's car.
"To the park."
Andre starts the car and pulls out of the driveway.
"Why the park?"
Rachel asks in curiosity, but I'm pretty sure she's too excited to care.
"Because nobody's there."
Andre chuckles like this is some top secret plan. Well, it kind of is.
"Bro, our parents are going to kill us."
But secretly I see a reason why they would. I mean, it's our choice.
"Ah, they're get over it. We'll tell 'em it won't happen again, and they'll believe us."
Andre snickers while pulling into the park. I step out of the car, helping Rachel out as well.
"Alright let's light up. Here, inside the playhouse, so we surely can't get caught."
Andre leads us up the stairs and to the top of the playhouse.
"I call first, then Rachel, then Drew."
Andre takes out a bong, which I don't even want to know how he got, and flicks on the lighter. My heart is pounding in excitement and exhilaration. I'm nervous and eager to try it, so it better be good. Andre inhales the smoke, coughing a little afterwards. We quietly laugh before Rachel takes ahold of the bong. She gives me a smile, then inhales through the bong. She as well coughs from the smoke, but she's laughing in between. I take the bong from her hands and prepare myself for this. Ok, just inhale it.
I place my mouth on the bong and take a slow breath in. The smoke drifts through my throat and to my lungs, making me cough too. It brings kind of a tickle to my throat but it's pretty neat and it warms me up.
"My turn again."
Andre takes another inhale, and we keep passing it to each other. I start to feel unusually floaty, and my head buzzes with a slight numbness. Rachel and Andre's voices become like distant echoes, but I know they're still nearby. I can smell the weed, which is extremely strong. I'm sure if I can smell it on them, then I probably smell just the same. My whole world is up in the clouds.
"Oh....fuck."
I have no idea what's happening. Everything's blurry but it's in rainbow colors. It's like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope.
"Shit, we need to look around broooo."
Andre's voice echoes in my head, and I get on my feet. Rachel's holding onto my arm, and it triggers something inside me. Fuck, my hormones. Fighting the urge, I trail behind Andre out of the playhouse. I stumble over my own shoes and feel my limbs become heavy. It makes my laugh, which makes us all laugh. We laugh our asses off at absolutely nothing.
"C'mon!"
Andre suddenly starts running, away from the park and into town. Fuck. We're going to get arrested. Rachel pulls me after him, and I go along with it. Currently, I can't really tell right from wrong, because I see both sides. Plus, I'm high as fuck.
"Fuck this is so sick."
Andre climbs on top of a garbage can and does some kind of dance move. Rachel and I laugh and fall over each other laughing. Andre falls on his ass laughing in the garbage can. Rachel sits on top of me and starts kissing me, so I surrender and play along with it.
"You guys are going hard tonight. Hey, how 'bout a threesome?"
Andre jokes around, still laughing on the garbage can whine laying on his stomach. Rachel and I laugh as we kiss, and turn each other on. She's just about to take off her clothes before we hear a male voice shout at us.
"Rachel? What the hell are you guys doing?"
Shit, it's Rachel's dad, uncle Chaz.
"Nothing. I'm just watching them get it on. Oh, maybe we can do a foursome!"
Andre chuckles and slides off the garbage can, falling on his ass. I'm not sure how to react, so I laugh too. I'm too high.
"Dad, I'm fiiiiine."
Rachel presses on my chest, ripping my shirt open.
"I found them guys!"
Uncle Chaz calls behind him; then all of our parents step up to us. Fuck. I'm so busted.

(A/N: I'm stopping it right there. I'll let you guys make up what happens next bc it's too much drama for me.😂 Next post is on Friday)

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