Why Him? (BILL SKARSGÅRD/ ROMAN GODFREY)

The House Party

"Hey you okay?" Justin opens the car door for me, I slowly sit down closing the door and buckling my seat belt wanting to get the f out of here.

"Yeah just want to go home" I awkwardly laugh.

"Why what happened?" I look and notice his face looking concerned.

"Just had the worst time" I shrug.

"Well my friends are having a house party, do you want to go?" He asks, "I was gonna ask why you're looking all dressed up" I said making him chuckle.

I would've said no but I thought fuck it, and I agreed to go have fun tonight. I haven't been to a house party in ages and I can't wait. He finally drives off and we make our way to the party.

"I'm kinda over dressed though" I laugh.

"You look amazing don't worry" He said his gaze looking straight at the road in front of us, making me smile.

My phone vibrates and I mentally groan to see it's my mother this time.

From Mother:

Where did you go??? How rude of you.

To Mother:

With Justin I'm going to a party.

Mother is typing...

From Mother:

Be safe, and not too late tonight.

I put my phone away and within minutes we make it to the party, it looks busy there are people everywhere. I gasp to see some highly intoxicated teens vomiting next to the road.

We park and we both get out, he holds my hand and at that moment I don't care I feel like I'll get attacked if I'm on my own and it won't hurt to have a little bit of fun right?

We both walk in I can feel some of the girls eyes on me, and I knew it would happen because I'm very over dressed. We walked over to the bar table and I ask for a vodka and orange, the bartender nods and starts making it.

Justin pulls me and walks over to his group of friends guys and girls, "Guys this is Lily, be good to her" They all say hi and say their names shawn, Gigi, kylie, Charlie and trey making me feel welcomed. We all laugh and joke around, Charlie being the most funny of all we all exchange numbers and social media accounts.

The dj is currently playing r&b, all the best artists are playing Chris brown, Mario, R.Kelly, Usher and more. I grab my drink, grab Justin and move to the dance floor looking to also see a drink in his hand.

Hours later Justin and I kept getting drinks and everything's blurry, we are currently still dancing to the oldest hits and I haven't felt this happy in ages. I leave the dance floor, taking off my heels and making my way to the bathroom.

"Hey where you going?" Shawn asks.

"Looking for the bathroom"

"I'll take you" I nod in response, and we walk up the stairs his arm around my waist helping me walk up.

He points to the door and I thank him before opening the door, gasping at the sight of me in the mirror. My lipstick is smudged, and my mascara is running on the sides so I grab a tissue and wipe the sides of my eyes and lips. I look a lot better but not the best, I get my phone seeing a few messages from Roman.

From Don't Reply: I laugh at the new name I put for him.

9:05 don't play stupid with me
10:22 Where are you

To Don't Reply:

Im nott teting

To Don't Reply:

*tellimg

To Don't Reply:

*telling fuck me.

I put my phone in my purse and walk back out, the music still bursting through the speakers, I carefully walk down the stairs and make my way past the drunk teens making out in the middle of the dance floor. My phone started vibrating but it wasn't stopping which means someone was calling me, I groan and take my phone out accepting the call placing it over my ear.

"Are you drinking?" He asks me.

"Maybee" I sing.

"Where are you?" He impatiently asks.

"I don't know, someone's house I-" call ended.

Prick.

I walk up to the bar asking for another vodka orange the bartender makes it and I take it in my hand drinking it in one go, which was a bad idea. I can hardly stand I drank too much in a less amount of time and it's now all kicking in.

"Justin" I yell around the house, but he's no where to be seen. I thought fuck it and I walk back on the dance floor a random guy starts dancing closely next to me and I join in. Minutes later we were grinding on each other and a few times where I nearly fell over he held me back up. He then suddenly grabs me and starts taking me up stairs I tell him no but he ignores me, he opens the door and throws me on the bed.

"No stop!"

"Ssh baby" He holds me down while he tries taking my under garment off, my eyes start tearing up. He starts un buttoning his pants and I freak out he's still holding me down, after a few tries I finally lift my leg and kick him exactly where I was aiming for, in the groin. He falls on his knees and start groaning in pain, mumbling 'you bitch' I pull my pants up and run out slamming the door behind me I run back down the stairs and sit around the bar taking another shot, before heading back to the dance floor I need to forget how terrified I am.