Crushed

Chapter Four

Chapter Four: 

After the short drive Carly pulled up at Tara’s house. Carly unplugged her iPhone from the stereo and stuffed it into her bag. As she was doing this she stared at the load of drugs she was carrying. Tears once again started forming in her glassy eyes. Why had she gotten into this mess? Would she ever be able to get out of it? Or would she always be breaking the law? Time could only tell, but she had a feeling that once you were in on this drug business you never got out. Her phone buzzed with a new message from Dylan: 

‘Carly where are you! We have business to get attend to! Don’t let me down love! Cheers, Dylan.’ 

 “Fucking hell” she muttered under her breath. 

‘Im right outside! Give me a minute yea? Cheers, Carly.’ 

 Carly opened her door and got out of the car. Making sure that no one could see up her skirt. As soon as she was out the car she heard the blaring music escaping the music. Loads of people were outside but by the looks of it more people were inside. Carly closed her door staring at the bitch’s house. 

“I can’t believe Im fucking doing this.” Carly muttered  

“Well Im glad you did.” 

 Carly spun around and was kissing distance away from Dylan. 

“Jesus christ Dylan! Could you get any closer!” Carly said in a sarcastic tone. 

 “Well yes, I guess I could.” He cheekily smiled at her and pulled her into a romantic hug.  

 His hands slipped down from her waist and just hovered over her ass. 

“Oi! Watch it you! I thought we were keeping thing professional.” Carly said

 “Awh ok then, but it’s quite hard to keep away from you. Especially in that devilish thing you are wearing. You are gorgeous.” Dylan looked at Carly adoringly 

Carly blushed bright red. Realising how stupid she looked she quickly composed herself. 

“Thanks.” She said bluntly, “Now tell me, what is so important that I have to come to this sluts party?” 

“Ah! Well, I saw you at school today, and I must say you looked so upset that your little friend Hayden ignored you once again. Then when I was walking home I passed your house and you were in a right mood. I placed two and two together and realised that Tara told you she was going to hook up with Mr.Lover boy at her party tonight.” 

“So basically what you are telling me, is that you called me here for work so that I could get high and drunk while watching Hayden and Tara feel each other up? Are you fucking serious Dylan!” She was pissed. Dylan knew her better than anyone. They had been friends for years now and he was her employer. How could he do this to her!

“No. I invited you here so you could have fun and show Hayden what he is missing out on and might I just say that Hayden is crazy if he doesn’t fall for you in that dress....” Dylan paused and quietly added “or in anything that you wear.”

Carly blushed again. 

“Oi, stop it you. You’re just trying to make me believe your lies. Im not gorgeous. I think you need to get your eye’s checked sweetie.” Carly replied.  

Dylan smiled. This was what he loved about Carly, she was so oblivious to the fact that she was one of the most gorgeous and amazing girls there was on this earth. 

“Ok fine, I’ve stopped. Now come on! Lets go show that dick what he’s missing out on yea?” Dylan replied with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. 

Carly rolled her eyes, but gave in and let Dylan take her hand and drag her inside of the huge busy house.