Afraid

Chapter 3

Leah's Pov

After searching for my friends at this crazy party, after what felt like an hour, I finally found them. This party was crazy. There were drunk people everywhere and the music has been blaring in my ears the whole time.

''I'm serious," I tried to explain to Natasha about the rude boy from before as she was sitting in front of me.

The others seemed to have run off. Again.

''Don't worry, guys are assholes. He was probably drunk anyway."

''Either that, or its his normal self." I rolled my eyes

''Was he hot?'' she asked and took a sip out of her red cup.

''Um no." I don't know, was he?

''Maybe you can get in."

What? It took me a while to figure out what she was talking about and when realisation hit me, I groaned in disgust.

''You're disgusting." I rolled my eyes.

''Just saying." she laughed. "You know who I reckon is hot?"

"Who?" I asked her.

"Him." She said and my eyes followed to who she was pointing at.

"Ryder?"

"Oh that's his name? That's a hot name." She said and I laughed.

"That's my brothers friend."

Her eyes widened. "Really oh my gosh!" I nodded.

''I'll be back, I have to go to the bathroom." I excused myself and walked off.

Except...where was the bathroom?

I hadn't seen Luke all night, where was he?

I walked down a corridor and saw a couple of doors. I really didn't want to open them, but if I didn't I think I would explode.

I opened the door closest to me and it was not a bathroom. It looked like Ryder's bedroom. I wasn't sure. I closed it and walked to the next door. I opened the door, and it was a bathroom...except there was a young girl about my age puking in the toilet bowl. My first instinct was to help her, but then again I didn't know her and she seemed to be too busy vomiting to notice my appearance. I closed the door and walked across the corridor to the next door.

Please be a bathroom.

As I turned the handle, I was hoping that it would finally be a bathroom. But instead I was faced with the shocking sight of...Florence and the mystery boy from before, in a bed together NAKED. As they noticed my presence they quickly grabbed a blanket and covered themselves. I stared at them in complete shock. My jaw was practically on the floor. I quickly covered my eyes.

''Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I squeaked.

I quickly closed the door and sprinted away from it. OH MY GOD. what the...?

It was Florence...and him, and they were...

I really wanted to leave at that moment, but I realised that Florence was my ride. Damit.

I will call a taxi, I thought to myself. I couldn't stay here any longer, not after that. I walked outside to the front of the house. I walked down the road and waited for a taxi.

There was a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was unsure why I was feeling this. I had just witnessed one of my best friends sleeping with a arrogant, ego-tistical jerk. That's an image I will never get rid of.

As the Taxi pulled up in front of me I stepped into it. I didn't really trust taxi's but I didn't really have another option. I could have asked Luke to drive me back home but I didn't want to ruin the party for him.

I never thought Florence was like that. Oh My Gosh...

As the taxi pulled up near my house, I stepped out and quickly handed the bearded man money.

''Cheers," he mumbled and drove off.

Where was Luke? Was he still at the party? I knocked on the door and heard no response, letting me know that he was not home. I reached into my pocket in search for my phone, but felt nothing. Oh. Where was it?

Ugh. No way. Could this night get any worse?

As I opened up the house, I went up the stairs. I just needed to go to sleep, and clear my head. I pulled out my fluffy pyjamas from the drawer and put them on. I lost my phone but I would worry about that in the morning. I wasn't even tired. I decided that I would watch TV and get my mind off things.

I ended up watching an old episode of friends.

*****

''Shit!" I heard Luke's voice awaken me.

Had I fallen asleep? I couldn't even remember falling asleep.

''What are you doing?" I sat up from the couch.

''Sorry I didn't mean to wake you."

''By the way," he continued ''Ryder told me to tell you that he has your phone. He will give it to you tomorrow. He said to meet him at Starbucks or something, he told me after I left the party so I couldn't get it for you" he slurred the last word

''Are you drunk?" I questioned.

''No, I had a couple of drinks but im not drunk," he slurred and walked upstairs. I couldn't really see his features through the darkness but I think he had more than a 'few' drinks because he smelt like a liquor cabinet.

I wish he wouldn't have woke me because I was instantly reminded of Florence and...Him.