Safety Pin // CTH *DISCONTINUED*

XIV

(Jessys outfit on the left and Madys on the right)

Jessy set down the bag of clothes she had brought on my bed. She dug inside and pulled out two different outfits, they matched but were still different.

"Is Calum coming tonight?" She questioned while changing her clothes.

"Well I haven't asked him. We kinda haven't talked these past few days until earlier." I admitted, also changing my clothes.

"Hang on," she walked over to my door and opened it, poking her head out, "CALUM! LUKE! DO YOU GUYS WANT TO GO TO A PARTY WITH US TONIGHT?"

"You're inviting my brother?" I quickly threw on my shirt before the boys just came and barged into my room.

We had both completely changed into our outfits right before they burst through my doorway.

"Why not?" She smirked, answering my question.

"Why not what?" Luke asked looking between the two of us.

"Nothing. Are you coming tonight or what?"

"Someones being salty." Calum said to me before wrapping his arms around my waist.

"There's a party that a friend of mine is throwing tonight. It's going to be huge, he does it every year, it's just awesome!" Jess enticed them more to coming with.

"Oh yeah, we are coming." Luke made the decision for the two of them.

Great. So now my brother can see me drunk because if there is alcohol there, there's no way I could resist myself. Calum unwrapped himself from me, kissed my forehead, then the two left the room.

About an hour later all four of us were ready to go. We all piled into Jess' car, her and Luke up front, Cal and I in the back. She drove us to where the party would be held which was about fifteen minutes from our house. Cars lined each side of the street so we had to drive around for a bit to find a spot to park. Eventually we find a tiny, but big enough spot to park.

Music blared all the way down the street. People were stumbling around the front of the house, obviously already drunk. Which means there's alcohol here, and I'm about to get fucked up. I hate to admit it but I used to steal my dad's alcohol when he would work late, and drink it all by myself. He never even noticed and eventually I became a bit of an alcoholic. When he did find out he made me go to rehab, which was just another reason for my grandparents not to like me.

"Do you drink?" Jess asked me when we reached the kitchen.

"No, she doesn't." Luke's protective brother side shined.

"Yes, actually, I do." But the worse side of my fought back and took the cup from her.

Taking one drink I immediately knew what it was. My favorite, vodka, yeah I was about to get fucked up. Calum took my hand and led me out back. We stood close enough to everyone else but not right in the mix.

"I need a smoke." He answered my suspicions then pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"You smoke?" I spat out watching him light one.

"Yeah, I have for a while. I try my best to conceal it most of the time."

"Cal, smoking is bad for you." I pointed out.

"So is drinking, but you're doing that right now." He shot back.

He has a point. It still doesn't change the fact that smoking has long term affects since it's over a course of time. Whereas I would only be drinking tonight, and since he's not he'll drive us all home. I decided just to drop it before we started arguing or something dumb like that.