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Chapter 2

I was woken by the screech of my alarm, immediately regretting setting it the night before.
As I was scrolling through my phone my heart stopped. I had a Facebook memory from five years ago today. It was a picture of me and him laughing, looking as happy as ever. Back then nothing in the world could phase us.
I sat staring at it for what felt like hours when I felt a tear trickle down my face. Why does he affect me so badly? I question myself, trying to find some way to justify missing Simon; he abandoned me. He probably doesn't even remember my name.
I'm not going to let that asshole hold me back any longer.
A pounding on the door of my flat woke me from my thoughts.
"Abbie! Get your lazy arse out of bed. We're partying today!" I chuckled to myself feeling a sense of warmth and comfort at the voice of my friend Charlie. She was completely gorgeous, I always felt inferior next to her, all of the boys lusted over her. But despite her constant reassurance that I looked good I knew that next to her I was a potato.
I opened the door and was thrown backwards as she flung herself towards me with a tight embrace.
It was the first day of school break and for students this meant it was time to party. I never enjoyed parties myself, just an excuse for sleazy guys to grope girls who are off their heads, but Charlie has been begging me to go to one with her for months and I finally gave in.
This is the perfect way to get my mind off of Si, spending the night with my friends and I'm going to drink until Charlie is carrying me home. I need this.
I applied my makeup, of course Charlie was barely wearing any but not everyone can be so lucky. She wore a white dress and insisted that I wore a black one, in her words she said we would look "goals."
She was like a ray of sunshine, I struggle to understand how anyone can be happy all the time but she manages it. I wish I could be as carefree as she is.
We made our way to the nightclub in central London. All of my friends looked amazing. There's me, Charlie, Emma and Stephanie. I guess you could describe Stephanie as EXTREMELY confident to the extent that tonight she wasn't leaving much to the imagination with her outfit but I am not one to judge.
"What are you doing?" Stephanie asked as I joined the queue to get to into the club. I looked at her confused as she walked to the door.
"We can't just push in Steph!" Emma insisted.
"You can when you've fucked the doorman." Stephanie boasted and I cringed not wanting to hear about her many sexual ventures.
As we walked into the club I was startled by the sheer volume of the music and the smell of body fluids I didn't even want to think about.
Charlie was immediately approached by someone who could quite literally be a Calvin Klein model. Stephanie had most likely gone to the bathroom to suck off some guy and Emma and me managed to make our way through the crowd of people grinding on eachother to go to the bar. Emma had a boyfriend called Daniel so the party scene didn't interest her much and I could tell she'd rather be with him then sitting here with me.
"I need the toilet, I'll be back soon." Emma shouted in my ear and I could barely hear her over the blaring music.
It had been twenty minutes since Emma left and I presumed she had gone back to Charlie. After my sixth shot I could feel the alcohol pumping through my veins, providing me with this newfound courage and thirst for fun. I made my way over to the dance floor and the DJ had announced that some guy 'KSI' was about to rap his song 'smoke and mirrors.'
I started to sway my hips to the beat of the song allowing myself to let loose. I felt the rappers eyes burning into mine and I decided to entertain him with the help of my friend Vodka. I began to sway my hips harder never breaking eye contact with him. The song ended and much to my disappointment he left for the front door. Just as I was about to lessen the pain of my rejection with another shot I turned to see him calling me over to come outside with him.
"That was quite the show you put on for me there." He said with lust in his eyes. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and nodded letting him know that I wanted him to kiss me. In fact I needed it.
"Yo, JJ what are you- Abbie?"
I heard a familiar voice that made my blood run cold.
"Simon?"

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oooooooo suspense