Bad Habit [Nathan Sykes FF]

Chapter 1- Meeting Ivy!

The music was beating loudly...so loud that I could feel the vibrations going through me. The alcohol was flowing and everyone was having a good time. Nobody caring about what time it was. It was Saturday night and I was planning on getting so drunk..so drunk I can barely stand. This is what I done most nights. My Mum hates me for doing it but I just wanna have fun. Whats wrong with wanting to have some fun in my life aye?. I'm young, wild and single. And not too sound like i'm up my own arse but...the boys can't get enough of me. Everywhere I go, they look at me, with a hungry look in their eyes. Just because they look...doesn't always mean I let them touch me. I may treat them by letting them kiss me but I don't go sleeping around. Well not all the time. If the right guy comes along, they might be lucky and get more than just a kiss.

I was in the middle of the dance floor with my best friend, Holly. Not caring who was watching me dance. As you can probably tell...I don't get on with many girls. Holly is my only girl friend, I have boy mates as well. Even me and Holly have our ups and downs. Some times she disagrees with some of the things I do but, we still stick together. Holly was a stunning girl, she had the perfect figure, she was quite sporty and had brown shoulder lengthed hair. She was wearing a black sequin type back playsuit along with some gladiator sandals. She looked hot. As for me, I was wearing an abstract square print mono midi skirt with a black jersey top and some heels. My long brown hair was wavy.

The song 'Skirts by The Other Tribe' was playing. I loved this song, so I began to sway my hips to the music. I knew that people were watching me...they always are. We were surrounded by guys..all wanting to dance with us. I glanced around to see if I could spot someone interesting. I spotted a tall guy standing not too far away from me. He had brown quiffed hair, blue eyes. He was wearing skinny jeans, a patterned t-shirt. He was my type of guy. He saw me looking at him and began to walk closer to me. I had a cheeky but sexy smile on my face. 
'Ivy...be careful,' Holly warned as she knew what I was planning on doing.

'I'm always careful,' I winked at her. She didn't want me to do this but she knew that she couldn't stop me. Before I knew it, I was in the girls toilets with this guy. His lips were on mine and his hands were wandering down my body. This was a habit of mine, I'd get with a guy, not even bothering to ask for their names. I suppose you could say, I was using them just for the sex. I think it better like that. We both get something out of it without getting too involved. Some guys were better than others, some times I even have to fake an orgasm, just tp make him feel good. But this guy happened to be good..no need to fake it. Once we had finished, I walked out of the loos, getting to Holly and leaving to go to another bar. I wasn't drunk enough to go home. I was craving more alcohol, I didn't care what it was..I just needed a drink. It sounds like I'm some sort of alcoholic but it's just part of the partying. 

I finally reached the front door of my house, struggling to put the key into the keyhole. I was trying to be as quiet as I could as I didn't want to wake my Mum up. I eventually opened the door, and walked into the house. I bent down to try and take my heels off but I ended up falling onto the floor. Making some noise, causing my Mum to wake up. When I looked up, I found her stood at the top of the stairs with her arms crossed and looking down at me.
'What time do you call this?' she said to me in an angry tone.
'I don't know...I've not got a watch on,' I slurred slightly. It turned out it was 5 clock in the morning. 
'You can't carry on doing this Ivy..this is the 3rd time this week you've come in drunk,' she retorted to me. 

'I'm just trying to have some fun...what's wrong with that?' I snapped back.
'Nothing when you have the money to do it. Which I'm going to stop giving to you by the way,' she shouted. You see, Mum gave me money and I basically end up wasting it all on alcohol.
'You can't stop giving me money..I don't have a job,' I grumped.
'Well i've already sorted that out for you,'
'What do you mean?' I asked as I was confused about what she had just said.
'You're coming to work with me tomorrow young lady,' she replied.
'No i'm not,' I moaned.
'You are. It'll be the only way you will get some money. So if you want to carry on 'having fun' you'd do it,' she snapped once again. I had no choice, I wasn't going to win this.
'I will be getting you up at half 8 so get to bed,' she said before returning to her room. I climbed up the stairs and went to my bedroom. 

My Mum has a pretty good job, she's a manager of a boy band called 'The Wanted'. I'm not really into boy bands, I never have been. I'm more into my bands such as the Kings of Leon and the foals. Mum makes me listen to their new songs but personally theyre not songs I'd usually listen to, so I find them hard to listen too. I got into my pyjamas and finally got into my bed. As much as I loved partying, I loved my bed just as much. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out of it.

Bring on tomorrow!

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