Head in the clouds.

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Clouds of smoke blur my vision as I walk into the crowded house, instantly inhaling the horrid smoke and heading to the kitchen to find Ryan.

I had finished work just an hour ago and only almost smacked one customer, that must be a record.I find Ryan sitting on the kitchen counter with a joint hanging from his lips,he looked very attractive as always if he wasn't such a huge stoner maybe we could've been more than just friends.

I walk up to him snatching the joint and taking a massive drag from it before handing it back,"long day" Ryan says with a knowing look "you betcha" grabbing a random cup from the bench and drinking from it. Ryan being my 'friend' knows a tad more than most about me and that includes me using drugs to take away the darkness that constantly creeps up on me. 

Ryan jumps down from the counter and throws an arm around my shoulder "Some old friends of mine are coming later on,they're in a kind of band" he giggles "they're pretty shit if you ask me but they offered to play some parties so I said, HELLLL YESSSSSSSSSS" he yells the last bit out to no one in particular but everyone around us cheers,He then leaves me with that and jumps on someone's back for a piggy back ride, I usually wouldn't jump on some randoms back but I had a little weed and I had to keep my party persona up so I ran up to some tall guy and jump on his back and start giggling and calling out for Ryan to look.

After jumping off the guys back and apologising in my head I grab a cigarette and find a corner to hide in, with the cigarette in my mouth but never lit,I guessed nobody would be able to see me from here so no point smoking it.

As I sit in my corner under the clouds of smoke i watch as Ryan goes to answer the door and hugs the guys with instruments as they walk in,The band, they brought a shit ton of stuff it took like 5 extra guys to bring in a drumkit, speakers and multiple guitars and I just sat there observing.

The band was made up of four guys,they were all really tall apart from one who had really curly hair not saying he was really short he was just a bit shorter than everyone else in the band,he would probably be taller than me...................I need more weed.

I jump up walking past the band setting up and over to Ryan reaching in his back pocket and grabbing a joint,he turns around as I begin to light it and puts his arm back around my shoulders,"Dyl come meet my mates" I want to pull away and hide as we walk over to the band but I put on a confident demeanor and take a drag from my smoke.

"Matty!" Ryan moves his arms from me and over to the short guy with curly hair who is definitely taller than me "Dylan this is Matty the singer of this shite band" Ryan chuckles and pats Matty on the back,I look at him and give him a fake smile and say "Hi I'm Dylan" and then I walk away and head outside to finish the joint.

The band had been playing for over an hour and people were really into it. I had been hiding outside until now and I was trying to find Ryan but i gave up and decided to listen to the band there called 'The 1975' and they're not half bad they were playing a song called sex and it was actually pretty darn good Matty had a really good voice and looked pretty hot singing while having a smoke on stage.

I continued to listen to the band until they went for a break and i went to look for Ryan again.


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