Milah's POV
Daisy, Jake, Charlie and I were all having a sleepover at my place. It was normal for us, but usually it's at Jake's because his parents are never home, which means we can be a bit more rebellious. I wouldn't call us very rebellious people but we still have our moments.
The reason why we had to go to my house today was because Jake's parents got mad at us last time for eating all of their food. I mean, what do you expect when you have four hungry teenagers in your house? It happens, deal with it.
We were all sitting in a circle on the floor of my bedroom, playing Truth or Dare.
"Can we finish already? I hate this game." Jake said with a sigh. He protests on pretty much anything we decide to play. When you have two girls and two boys in a group, you're bound to have disagreements.
"Let's just do a couple more rounds, then we can go eat dinner. Mrs. McConaughey is making spaghetti, I think." Daisy said, with a grin.
Jake groaned, but didn't say anything about it. "Alright then. Milah, truth or dare?" He asked me, making me bite my lip.
"Hmm... truth." I said, not wanting to do anything at the current moment.
He smirked, before leaning back, balancing on his elbows. "You ever kissed anyone?"
I let out a large sigh at his question. Everyone in the group has done something with someone else, and Daisy is actually in a relationship with someone right now, except for me. I was the only one who hasn't even hugged a guy who wasn't Jake, Charlie or my dad. "No, Jake. You know that. I'm saving it for someone special."
Charlie rolled his eyes. "You're gonna be getting your first kiss when you're like 45 then, on that rate."
"I just don't know what's the big rush! I'm 16, it's not like I'm some old lady who's just craving someone." That was kind of a lie. I am craving someone, but the problem is that I don't know who. I know that Derek Jones, my classmate, likes me. It's no secret, everyone in our class knows. But I never really liked him back. Once I went out with him just out of pity, and it made him incredibly happy. "Truth or dare, Daisy?"
"Dare." She said, confidently.
"I dare you to call Johnny and call him daddy." I said, with a smirk. Johnny is her boyfriend, and both of them are not the type of people who are into that. To be fair, so are Jake and Charlie. For some reason they all think it's creepy. I don't mind it though, I think it's... hot.
"Ugh, why?! He's gonna get so grossed out." Daisy said with a groan, putting a hand on her forehead.
"It's okay, I'm sure it's gonna be funny." I said, giggling .
She groaned once more, but pulled out her iPhone 5 to call Johnny. We all had those kinds of phones since none of us are wealthy people, but that's okay. I was never the type of person who expected fancy things.
Johnny picked up, and she put it on speaker.
"Hey, Dase." Johnny said, and Daisy smiled at the nickname.
"Hi... daddy." She said, making me burst out with laughter.
Johnny was silent for a bit, before finally speaking. "Are you guys drunk?" He asks, making me laugh even more.
"No, daddy!" Daisy said, trying her best to contain her laughter. Even though none of them like it, all of us are laughing. Well, expect for Johnny. He's such a party pooper.
"Alright well... I'm gonna go. You guys continue doing whatever it is that you were doing." He said, sighing.
"Alrighty then. Talk to you soon, daddy." Daisy said with a sly tone to it, and we heard Johnny hang up. "Rude."
We all started laughing at the situation. We liked to make fun of him with that nickname, and sometimes I even call him that just to get him on his nerves.
"Dinner is ready!" My mom yelled from downstairs, making us all shoot up from the floor and run downstairs.
We all sat down at the table, where the plates of spaghetti was already set for all of us. "Mom, how come I got so much? You know I'm on a diet." I said, sighing.
"Sorry, baby, but you don't need to be on one. What you need to do is gain weight. Come on, eat up." She said, walking over to me and kissing the top of my head.
I let out another sigh, but listened to my mom.
I'd say my parents are my most favorite things about my life. I don't know what I would do without them. I'm not one of those teenagers who make faces at there parents, or rebel without them knowing. They pretty much know everything about me, which I like. Our family doesn't have secrets.
We all dug in, eating our food.
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Once we finished our dinner, we went back up.
"Hey, how many subscribers do you have on your YouTube channel now?" Charlie asked, chewing on some gum.
"Oh, why don't we check?" I said with a smile. Going on my laptop, I went to my account to see that I now had 156 subscribers. "156!" I grinned, happy that people are starting to notice me now.
My channel was just me singing covers. One day I'd love to be a professional singer, that's why I started this YouTube channel.
We all finally decided to get into our sleeping spots, and just talk in the dark until we all fall asleep.
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Jared's POV
I needed to find someone for myself.
Someone who I can own, and wrap around my finger completely. People now think I can't have relationships since the last one I had was years ago. And I can't let that be.
So here I was, scrolling through my phone, trying to find someone who caught my eye. Honestly, I've been looking since last week, but everyone seems the same. Makeup, fake smiles, fake laughter, fake beauty. I've actually gotten desperate enough to check YouTube.
I sighed, scrolling through the different channels. I was all the way at the bottom where the weird ones only came up, but who knows. I might find someone unique.
And that's when I saw her.
The perfect one.
My eyes widened, before clicking the channel. She was a young girl, but was probably 18 or 19. Legal.
She had a bunch of videos of herself singing covers, until one caught my eye. She made a video of herself singing my song, 'Hurricane'. I grinned, clicking on the video.
I found her. She's mine.
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Hey!
Hope you liked the first chapter. It was more of an introduction, but the exciting stuff is starting in the next one.
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Sadist • Jared Leto
Fanfictionsa·dist ˈsādist/ noun a person who derives pleasure, especially sexual gratification, from inflicting pain or humiliation on others. ~~~ Milah Mcconaughey is a 16 year old girl who has everything she ever thought she needed. Parents, friends, good e...