The Beautiful, The Bad, The British |Louis Tomlinson|

Chapter 3

Hayden's P.O.V.

A knock on the door stops me from putting my lip gloss on. This stupid party tonight is getting me all tensed up. I don't even want to go, but I let peer pressure get the best of me. I open my door to Avery, who is wearing a cute, strapless black dress. She smirks when she glances at my outfit. I'm sorry that I didn't know what to wear. I'm just wearing a purple spaghetti strap dress that comes just above my knees.

"Dressing up for Styles I see." I grin.

"Shut the fuck up. I truly don't like him. I just think he is fucking sexy. "

"Language!" I whisper. "My mom just got home and she's in the room next to us." Avery laughs as I scold her.

"Louis will be there tonight." She smirks.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Nothing, nothing. I just thought you two should hook up." Avery defends herself.

"You're funny, you know that?" I laugh.

"It's a talent. Now, c'mon. I drove by myself, because Noel went with Kaiden." I follow her out to her car and climb in the passenger seat. Avery applies a coat of lip gloss before she pulls out of my driveway.

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"Here we are." We pull into a gorgeous house's driveway and climb out of the car. I can hear the music from out here and the smell of alcohol increases as we reach the front door. I turn the doorknob and Avery and I walk inside. The place is full of graduates, almost all of them. A girl in only a bra and underwear sits on the table, making out with someone. A few people are passed out and others are playing stupid drunk games. A classic Styles party.

"Hey, guys!" Noel calls from the couch. We walk over to her and take a seat on the couch directly across from them. Avery sits in the middle of Harry and I, Noel is on Kaiden's lap, Zayn and Niall are seated next to them, and my brother is sitting on the arm of the chair. Liam's eyebrows are arched, probably wondering why I'm here. I roll my eyes at him.

"Glad you guys could make it." Kaiden smiles at Avery and I.

"Same here." Avery says. I notice Harry's eyes are on her. Looks like Avery isn't the only one who has a crush.

"Where's Damien, Hayden?" Zayn asks and Liam smacks him upside the head. Zayn rubs his head in pain.

"I'm sorry. I forgot." Zayn says with a sad look.

"It's okay." I smile. I really don't care about Damien being brought up. I dumped him, so there isn't a reason why I should be bothered. And I'm not. An awkward silence passes. Many drunk people walk around, or at least try to. I've never really liked a party atmosphere. I'm just not a fan of people throwing up from drinking and making out around every corner. I mean c'mon.

"I think I'm going to go get something to drink." I excuse myself and walk to the kitchen. I fill my glass up with Spades champagne and drink it down. After a few more glasses, I'm pretty sure that I'm getting drunk. I look around the room and everyone else is wasted. I'm not a person who would go to a party and get wasted. The worst I do is get a little drunk. I hold my glass in my hands as I begin to walk back to where I left my friends. I am stopped by two familiar faces. I never wanted to see these two people ever again. But, here they are. Kyle and Damien.

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Okay so it wasn't in this chapter so it will probably be in the next chapter as a warning. It will be sexual. I just want to thank my readers, even though there aren't that many. Please keep reading and I hope you enjoy!

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