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(づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ I am literally crying, I got so many reads and votes on the first chapter. ILY SO MUCH!

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I woke up, checking my phone. It was about 9am on a terrible Sunday morning.

I sat up, checking my knuckles, they were still a ruby red from when they kissed the guys' face on Friday.

I walked downstairs in my pajama and fell on the seat next to Dad.

"Morning Mayhems!" Louis walked in, placing a box on the table. "Morning Louis." My dad smiled, he always liked Louis. I really do not know why because most people are afraid of him, it might be the tattoos or his attitude.

Dad opened the box revealing donuts that he gladly ate in a bite.

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I took a strip of fried bacon from Sam's plate, eating it. "Wow, you look exceptionally bad today Serenity." Daniel looked at me, "Thank you, I tried hard to follow your footsteps."

"Mom called today." Dad licked his fingers, putting on a more serious face. That never really worked for him, he doesn't do strict.

"Why do you look like you have to fart?" I furrowed my eyebrows, "That is my Serious face Ren." He rolled his eyes.

"She is inviting you over tonight." His eyes narrowing to the ground.

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"Let's go somewhere tonight." I whispered over to Louis in my bedroom. "First of all, it is school tomorrow and second of all, your mom Ren."

"Louis. Buddy. Pal." I put my arm around him. "Hasn't Taylor Swift taught you anything? You should shake it off a bit!"

"Okay. But if you get in trouble, I had nothing to do with it." He shrugged.

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We were in front of the club, both of us making our way inside. The lights already flashing around, it was harder than usual to make my way through the crowd due to the fact that the club was full.

It was loud, music playing that just hurt my ears. I mean I liked rock and pop, but not at full volume.

We walked over to the bar, Louis getting drinks with his ID.

He was older than me, making it easier to get booze.

There I was holding my beer, washing it down quickly. I never liked alcohol but it always helped to get rid of all the sh!t feelings.

It helped me when Marius left me, it helped me when mom left us. Maybe it filled the emptiness that other people left inside of me.

I guess I was meant to be lonely, Louis always says it suits me. Ha.

I got up, getting to the dance floor and looking at my surroundings.

You have to understand that I am in no way a slut, I don't sleep around nor do I keep my legs open. I just share a kiss, to get the feeling I am addicted to. I miss feeling loved since Marius left me, I miss feeling needed and wanted. And I manage to get that rush this way.

I continued moving around, my eyes catching something in the crowd. The blue eyes. It is what I remembered blue to look like before the accident.

My feet started taking over my brain, moving me towards the glowing orbs like in trance. The eyes started looking back at me, I started exploring the person with the belonging eyes.

It was a taller guy, blond hair with visible different coloured roots. He was wearing a white V-neck and a jacket. He was amazingly attractive I must say, my eyes wandered back up to his eyes. Oh those eyes.

It gave me shivers to see them, I thought I would never get my eyes on a different kind of blue ever again.

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I was now a few steps away from him, my brain wandering off into outer space. "It's you." He smiled, only now I noticed his accent. Typically Irish but somehow suiting to him. "Yeah." I said, he held out his ear, clearly unable to hear me, I took a step forward.

"Yeah." I repeated, he looked up at me his eyes again filling my head. "My name is N-" I didn't let him finish, interrupting him by pressing my lips against his, I could taste the alcohol on his lips and a smirk appearing. But it wasn't a sloppy and greedy kiss, it was a somehow meaningful to me.

His hands were traveling up cupping my face, his touch was sending shivers down my spine, I could feel how this lips were making me feel so complete. I slowly pulled away, I felt my stomach turning from excitement. 

"I don't do names." I smiled, looking deep into his eyes that blue that I missed in my life. "You ar-" I interrupted him again by placing my thumb on his rosy lips, his lips were a ruby rosy pink, leaving me speechless again, they were slightly parted.

"Ren!" I heard Louis scream.

"That is my queue." And I left, turning around to get one last glimpse of him and all the colors I saw.

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