Rebel In Love

Chapter One

Booze that was my favourite thing. Not just to drink, but my favourite all time thing. It’s just there for me whenever I need it, it doesn’t leave me, it doesn’t use me, I use it – and that’s why I was currently sat on the wooden floor in my room, taking shots of vodka whist listening to Fall Out Boy on the highest volume my speakers would allow. One shot after another, even though I didn’t particularly like the taste of the clear liquid, it was a regular thing for me to do.

I’d been drinking ever since I turned eighteen and it was legal for me to drink and buy as much of the stuff as I wanted – between you and me I’d drank way before I was even of age, but as it was illegal I didn’t go shouting it out at the top of my lungs. Alcohol was so easy and openly available to me that I’d never had any problems trying to get a drink – stopping me on the other hand was the hard part.

From the ages of eleven to fifteen I had been London’s princess, my ability to sing had gotten me to places most people would never reach, never mind at that age. But I’d soon got bored of being Miss goody two shoes, I had to smile everywhere I went, do things I didn’t want to do – one day I just snapped. At first I think everyone thought it was just a typical teenage phase I’d grow out of, I mean everyone went through one right? But now I was twenty I think they realized that maybe I wasn’t going to be that girl again, and for good reason too, because I wasn’t.

I took four shots, just a pre-drinks before going out and hitting the town. Danny, one of my handsome friends with regular benefits, let himself in my apartment and sat down on the floor next to me. He stayed around regularly so one day after growing tired of forever having to get out of bed to answer the door, I’d just given him a key. “Hey gorgeous” I grinned leaning over and lazily pressing my lips to his, I could already taste the alcohol on his lips, a sign that it would be one heck of a crazy night!

To be perfectly honest I only really used Danny for his good looks, amazing body and great you know what. He was a model, I’d met him at a shoot a couple of years back and we’d had instant chemistry. It sounds bad when I say it like that, but his personality was terrible. He was dumb, vain and half the stuff that came out was so random it was past the point of funny. But I did appreciate the olive toned skin, muscles, brown eyes, brown hair and obvious six-pac. We had a deal that we weren’t in a relationship, we could see whoever, and end it whenever, if ever we wanted.

“Tonight is going to be amazing” he grinned, throwing his head back and taking a shot, he was right – tonight would be epic!

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Everything was fuzzy, my head spun and I laughed though the music was so loud it drowned me out as silent. We were in a club, I danced rather closely to Danny, the tight black dress I wore was gathering a fair bit of male attention, the more I danced the more it rid up – but I didn’t care. Tonight, just like every other night I went out, it was all about having a great time and doing whatever the hell I wanted. I’d spent six years been bossed about, getting told to do this, to do that, look left, sing louder – I didn’t take any orders from anyone but myself anymore.

Danny’s lips met mine, they grazed against my own. His tongue brushed against my lips asking for entrance which I willingly allowed, his hands roamed by body as mine tugged at his hair, I didn’t care who was watching. “Let’s get out of here” he whispered pulling away and taking my hand, he pushed through the sweaty bodies moving on the dance floor and created a path for us to exit.

Once we were outside I took out my phone to call a cab, after a few attempts I got told one would be with us within ten minutes. Danny wrapped his arms around me, his lips once again finding my neck, kissing me in all the right places so a small moan escaped my mouth. Camera flashes were almost a second nature to me so I didn’t even flinch as they went off around us. All they wanted was a good story, I’d provided them with many in the past – thinking about it, I’ve provided them with so many I should get a thank you in return.