please don’t read if you’re under the age of consent. this fic does deal with some difficult topics to stomach beyond sexual relations. Hope you do enjoy though!
note: The italics are what Mia feels in that moment and her inner thoughts. Zyan is Zayn and Ryan.
Zoe and Barbara had finally arrived at the party after using up two hours of their time getting ready in their costumes. Eva Dale was barely inside the door when they watched the blond black cat slink off. The house was completely full of intoxicated students. Heavy bass music blasted through the loud speakers that were connected to the stereo, causing the whole campus to buzz along to Louis’ party. Horny teenagers were dispersed in different areas, some getting more physical than others – Zoe had seen at least three couples hidden away from the moment she was greeted by Louis to where she stood in the living-room. Everyone was more or less drinking away to the beat of the music. Zoe pushed up her glasses and pulled down the tiny skirt to her school girl costume, feeling completely out of place; she knew she didn’t belong here. The atmosphere increased the nerves in her stomach, causing her worry to become apparent on to her face. Barbara noticed her friend’s nerves by the way the younger girl’s nails dug into her arm painfully.
“Zoe, everything will be fine, I’m here”, she assured her friend, who was clinging on to her left arm like a lost puppy.
“I’m just scared, this is all so new to me”, Zoe replied back nervously, unclasping her hand from the elder’s arm. Everything felt far from normal to Zoe, she knew she was over exaggerating however she couldn’t help but feel completely out of character. She had never bothered to dress up to any event – she preferred to stay simple – however here she was wearing a costume that was much shorter than any other outfit she had ever worn, and if she bent over she would expose completely down her tight white blouse and up her skirt. She felt caked in makeup even though Barbara had tried to make it look as natural as possible. Worst of all, the smell of alcohol and weed that roamed around the house caused the bile in Zoe’s stomach rise up into her throat. She knew she needed to relax – she told herself this would be a once in a lifetime thing and after tonight she would never go to a party ever again. At least she knew she would have Barbara as well as her other new friends alongside her; that took most of her worries away.
“If anything happens I will take you back to your room, trust me”, Barbara assured her. Barbara had promised herself to completely be there for Zoe as she knew this was a first time thing for the younger girl.
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Mia pushed her way through the group of people in search for her friends. She swore she saw Zyan moments ago, but they were completely out of sight and she was starting to feel woozy. Something she had drunk must have been spiked. She struggled to not focus on the walls when the dark shadows crept up them and across the ceiling to get her. She pulled down the pale blue skirt and adjusted the white apron to her costume while she desperately searched for the Mad Hatter – the redhead had to be somewhere. Mia stumbled in her heels and clutched onto the first thing in her reach cool air rushing at her in a whirlwind of wind pixies flew by. Pulling her hand away, she noticed how her skin melted away and blood started to drip. Suddenly it was raining red and she was cold. The blood fell from the sky and she covered her head to keep herself from getting wet. She was sure she was outside, she had walked through the door but she didn’t know for sure. The vampire on the porch was draining the cowboy of all its blood and the cat was holding the guy’s leather jacket in her human paws. Mia’s legs started to shake when she saw the smoke come from the ground – why was she the only one the blood was pouring on.
“Mia? Is that you?” She gripped the car with wide eyes and looked at the cop with blood tears running down his umbrella.
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