disintegrate
seventeen
//
listen to " we must be killers "
by mikkey ekko
/
the foreign teens continued to stare at me
as if they could see right through me
i fought back a tear and bit my tongue to force the flaming sensation in my cheeks to lessen.
"well look who decides to fucking speak now. ha !" a boy with light brown eyes and dark hair sneered.
i didn't know what was so funny.
as my eyes met the juvenile's, mine immediately hardened.
this was the boy that had called me a bitch when i had only first met him.
i could only muster one thought
one feeling that i felt towards this guy ; who's name i still did not know.
hatred.
and as much as i wanted to sneer an even meaner comment back to him, although i had never done such a thing, i couldn't.
my mouth was beginning to feel numb.
" oh and i see that nice cut on yer cheek ! i wonder who could've done that ?" the tanned skin boy asked.
but it was clear it wasn't a question.
my eyes flickered to the side; why wasn't harry saying anything?
he was the one who brought me here.. shouldn't he treat me with some respect.
sadly i couldn't see his beau- no.
i couldn't see his face; he was behind me.
and to be quite honest i didn't wanna look back.
suddenly, a boy with bright blue eyes and ruffled hair joined into the conversation, "well ! let's obey the lady .. i think we owe her at least an introduction," he said, his voice deepening at the last word.
and after those words were left out in the open; leaving nothing but an uncomfortable stillness.
silence.
almost as if they were a secret; noone else could know but
them
me
and the woods.
after those words were left to drift on and into the night.
the air seemed to shift.
and not in a good way.
my face contorted in horror as i watched everyone around me form a smirk on each of their perfect lips.
they reminded me of harry's ; except theirs were playful.
and his was serious
dead.
the brown eyed boy decided to speak up again, much to my dismay.
"well i will go first.. the best always goes.. first.."
he started to walk towards me, and as if on que i started to back up, but was immediately stopped by something hard hitting my body.
harry.
i still didn't know why he wasn't doing anything.
i looked back up at him; pleading for him to let me go with the silence of my eyes.
but he merely looked ahead and kept his hold on me tight.
it was like i wasn't even there.
i continued to stare at him; waiting for his eyes to meet mine. and after several seconds i gave up. i was too tired at this point.
i swiftly turned back around, to be right infront of two caramel colored pupils.
"im zayn."
his breath smelt like alcohol and mangos; two scents that did not go well together.
i wanted nothing more for him to get out of my face, and thankfully he did.
but that wasn't the end of it.
not so long after, the others started to introduce themselves; much to my relief not close up and personal.
when they were done, i knew each of their names; names i surely wouldn't forget.
the boy with blonde hair was named niall.
he had barely any tattoos, so i assumed he must be somewhat right in the head.
a boy with light brown hair and deep brown eyes addressed himself as liam.
judging by the empty vodka bottle in his hand, he was definitely somewhat intoxicated, although he showed it in no way.
the boy with blue eyes introduced himself as louis.
he came off with a standoff-ish attitude
heck they all did
but his seemed to be the strongest.
plus judging by the two girls he now held at either side of him, he definitely wasn't shy.
there seemed to be only three girls.
the two hooked to louis seemed to be called cassie and molly.
and based on what they were clothed in, their parents had to be out of their mind to let them out of the house looking the way they did.
the third girl and last person in the mix it seemed; simply said "effy" after taking in a long drag of her cigarette.
the sweet stench filled my nose as she spoke, and i knew she was the source of the strong aroma in the air.
unlike the other two girls, effy did not wear a piece of tight, dark cloth.
although what she wore wasn't that much better; she had on all black.
a black lace bra like crop top, with an oversized sweater over, high waisted shorts and vans to match.
her outfit was actually descent, but definitely something i would never wear.
as she said her name, harry's hand squeezed my waist a bit.
I continued to look at her, but she seemed too content with the blunt entwined in between her thin fingers.
my curiosity bubbled alittle; i was intrigued as to why he did this.
but i chose to ignore it.
that was the least of my worries.
when everyone was done introducing themselves, it was quiet again.
it was nice.
but that didn't lost long.
"and who are you," niall, i think, wonderingly asked.
i started to panic
i didn't have the strength to talk again.
but in a mere second my worrying thoughts vanished as i heard a familiar voice.
"her name is sky."
harry
"well sky," zayn snickered,
"let's have some fun."
just as i was about to shake my head no, the sound of an engine filled the silence.
a car
my mouth crept into a weak smile
they must've heard me.
that noise could only mean one thing
people
this was my chance.
i could escape
//
hoped u liked it guys ily x
-sky xx
