Dangerous Addiction

Chapter 3: Wide Awake

Evangeline's P.O.V

I suddently woke up from the noise of loud music, and cheering from outside. I sighted before ending up in a sitting position while rubbing my eyes. I had a huge headace, and I was still sleepy from my sudden wake up. But seriously thought. When I finally got to sleep after my nervous thinking this had to happen. I was going to audition for the school tomorrow, I mean today, whatever, trying to give them my the best first impression from my best side. But here I am wide awake in the middle of the night listening to some damn party going on outside.

Well, what a fantastic way to start this then. I must say that my neighbour is really thoughtful.

I grownled again before trying to head back to sleep. I soon realised it's totally impossible to even close my eyes before wanting to tell them to shut up screaming from the window in hope someone hear me. The party was getting louder, and louder for every minute that went. I quickly got up, jumped into my pink slippers before heading downstairs. I knew I had to talk to my little noisy neighbor. I had to. I couldn't keep listening to music as loud as sirens when I already have a headace. No way. I didn't knew if talking to them would help, but it doesn't hurt to try. I was beyod angry, and was totally ready to just yell at whoever I saw first.

I really was.

I was now standing in front of the door to my unknown neighbour. I I knocked on after seeing that the doorbell was, surprisly not, completely destroyed. I'm guessing the idiots here are the reason to it. I was freezing, and in exact this moment I regretted I didn't brought a jacket with me. Smart move Evangeline. I bited my bottom lip again, and knocked harder than I did the first time. I even tried to open the door, but it was closed as I tought. I was getting angrier by the minutes. Why can't someone just open the god damn door?

Before I could reach to even blink the door opened, and a smirking guy came to view. He was running his gaze down my body, and it was pretty uncomfortable. He's brown hair was standing in every direction, and It was clear that the alkohol had taken over him a while ago. He was drunk. Extremely drunk to be exact. Waisted. I could tell by the way he was swinging back and forth and fighting to keep the door open.

"Excuse me. Is this your house?" I asked still feeling the anger boiling inside me.

"Well hello there, sexy. Wanna have some fun upstairs?" He replied drunk, and tried to put his hands on my waist to pull me against his chest. But he luckly failed as I took a small step away from his unwanted touch.

I stepped back again, raised an eyebrow, and sent him a questining look. Not only to be waken up in the middle of the night but I had to deal with drunk idiots too. Great.

I looked at him. "Look. First of all don't call me that. Second of all answer my question. Didn't you heard me? Now, answer me, you idiot." I said rolling my eyes at him. He was really irritating me right now.

He sent me another smirk. "I don't know, okey? Can we skip to the fun part now?" He spoke, and started to become dangeriousy close to me again.

"You're an idiot. Now let me in." I said, and looked at him again. I normally don't speak to people like this, but I was tired, and angry. I just don't like when people annoy me, or wake me up in this way. I could just go back to sleep right now, but I didn't came all the way from my bed here to chat with this drunk guy. Far away. I was going to have a word with whoever who owned this house. 

As soon as I went inside the house I was met by music as loud as sirens, and sweaty teeangers that were dancing their asses off. I wouldn't call that dancing. They were more like grinding on each other like it were no tomorrow, and that made it extra hard for me to get through the croud. I rolled my eyes again. Dear God, help me out of this mess. I was running my gaze around confused, and thinking of how in the world I was going to find this person who owned this house. I sighted, and before I could even got to think any further I was pressed against the wall. Just like that. My heart was pundring fast, and I was heavly breathing. I didn't even got the chance to react before some guys lips were attacking my neck, and the area near my ear. Shit. After a few seconds of panic breathing my pulse slowly started to sink to it's normal level, and the guys face finally came to view. 

God. Not him again.

I closed my eyes in anger. "Get off me!" I hissed, and tried to push him away, but he was still standing in his orginal position now leaving huge lovebites than just kissing as earlier. But what the hell what his problem? I tried to push him again, harder this time, but it was just making his smirk grow more.

"Baby, no .. I want you." He spoke as he was slowly biting my earlobe. He was enjoying this. Maybe too much. I suddently felt how his bulge was growing by the seconds, and I helpless tried to make a distance from his touch. Enough was enough. I was not going to let him do what he wanted to do. Just the thought of what god knows were running trough his mind made shivers down my spine in disgust.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a cold hand came in contact with my bare stomach . He had sneaked his hand under my pajamas shirt and I answered him with a hard knee kick. As a kind of a reflex. To my surprise he landed on the floor in pain as he held his hands around the sore area. Finally. I carefully placed my hand on my neck as my gaze was on him again. I can't believe he did that. Well this was the perfect chance to run away. I did. I didn't quit knew where I was heading to, but as long as I was so far away from his as possible I was fine with it.  

When I both had pushed me through kissing couples, and people who were rubbing against each other I finally felt like I could breathe. Not that I couldn't breath a few minutes ago, but it was much peaceful on this side of the house. There were less people too, and the music that was like burning fire in my ears was not so high here either. I placed a few hair locks that had come in way behind the ear and tried to breath normally. I was furious. If it hadn't been for the cursed party I would have been in my bed right now, sleeping. My cheeks were burning, and I just realized I were sweating too. Sight. I let my eyes run around the area I was in before it gently landed on a guy that were sitting on a sofa behind me with a group of drunk teeangers around him.

He had this olive skin, and his jet black hair were perfectly styled in a high quiff. He was shirtless, and that expose his bare musular body that was covered in ink as well. Huge grey clouds were coming out of his mouth, and I clued my eyes on how his chest were slowly raising up, and down. Fuck. I looked away as soon as he pierced those hazel eyes on me. I managed myself to look at him again, and before I knew it my cheeks were burning. He was looking at my clothes. No. Please, no. He was smirking, but I could see how he wanted to laugh at me. But for some reason he didn't. Unless his suppost friends around him. Well, this is emberrasing. The athmostfear were killing me, and I literlly just wanted to sink in the ground right there, and then. I was still looking, but turned my gaze away as soon as one of the girls he was holding his arm around started to hungry kiss his lips. 

I was looking around trying to find a person that could possibilly be the one who own the house. No sight. I bited my bottomlip, and drag my hand trough my hair in frustration. A room quickly met my eyes, and I silently prayed that it was the kitchen, and not some random room I knew people would be using. I suddently stood at something, and looked down. A girl. I jumped a bit backwards. 

"I'm so sorry, oh my god." I quickly said trying to save the situation just because she looked pretty brutal, and getting into a fight was the last thing I wanted to end up doind right now.

I was answered by a disgust look. "Whatever, freak" She replied, stood up, and walked past me by hitting my shoulder with hers.

Oh.

I quickly shook the situation of me and walked to the kitchen. As I was about to walk in, the door opened, and I was greeted by a boy. He was looking at me, and he looked quit nicer compared to the other people here. I took the upportunity to ask him.

"Do you have any idea who this house belongs to?" I asked carefully while biting my bottomlip.

He nodded, and gave me a sign that landed on a group of some boys standing a little bit away. I looked confused at him again, and he parted his lips to give me a more spesific answer.

"The one with the cross necklace. His name is Harry." He said before walking pass me, and out of the kitchen.

Harry? 

I took a deep breath before I managed myself to walk towards the group. It didn't take too long before they noticed my existence.

Well this was going to be interesting.