(XO/ The Host)

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Your Point of View (not edited)

"Y/N get up! I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU RIGHT NOW" my mom yells while I wake up with a major headache.

"What?" I ask as I look that the time says 6 p.m.

"What's this?" I see my mom holding up a small plastic bag of pills and her eyes getting watery.

"Ahm a bag with stuff inside? Who's is that?" I ask knowing damn well its mine, but wont admit it to her.

"Then what's this?!?" she shows me a bottle of Bacardi that she was hiding behind her.

"That's probably your husbands bottle of alcohol." I say and she comes and slaps me hard across the face leaving my left side stinging.

"NO ITS NOT (Y/N) ! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING YOU JUST TURNED 18!"

"It's my life and I live it how I want to." Once I say that I see the tears coming down her face and she gets out of my room slamming the door. I could hear her crying in the next room, as all the memories from last night start to come back to me.

I went to this random house on 65 Spencer Ave, the house was filled with balloons everywhere and the vibe was amazing. I met this guy named Abel that was very attractive, and instantly remember what we did together we had a good time getting high together with his friends. Then I remember coming home at like 4:50 in the morning finding an eviction notice on my door. I really need to stop my bad habits, because now I have no rent money.

Abel's POV

I was at home faded as fuck, sitting on a chair while some random girl was giving me a lap dance, but she's drunker than me so she had to go. Me and the guys decided to throw another party tonight and it was lit, the house was filled with liquor, drugs were being passed around and balloons were scattered all over the floor everyone was having a nice time being care free. I see a girl who looks like she's built like a goddess and walk over to her.

"Hey how are you tonight?" I ask as I light a blunt.

"I'm good, how are you? Is this your party?" She asks as she gives me hug.

"Mmm you smell good baby, and same. I don't know they just end up being this lit all the time." I say as I blow out smoke and she takes the blunt from my hand and inhales a big amount then lets it all out making some of the smoke come out into O shapes. She gives me back the blunt, turns her back towards me and starts to sway her hips on me.

"Thanks, oh shit this is my favourite song at the moment." She says as House Of Balloons/Glass Table Girls starts playing, if only she knew that was me.

"Yea I guess it's a good song."

"Are you kidding?! The guy who made this song is amazing, and so mysterious."

"Why is he mysterious?"

"Because no one knows who he is, and he's a fucking musical genius for creating such a masterpiece." She says and I try not to smile that much since she's talking about me.

"You wanna do some lines with me?" I ask as the song finishes and she nods her head yes. We walk over to a glass table and I kneel down and cut up 4 perfectly even lines of cocaine, then roll a $100 bill. I let her snort 2 lines first then I take the $100 bill from her hand and snort the powder feeling a little stinging in my nose, but it quickly goes away. The high from the few blunts I've smoked is starting to kick in and I can tell her high is just starting from the few puffs she had from my blunt.

"You look beautiful with your nose red from that special coke, and with your eyes red."

" hahaha thanks." She laughs as she pulls me close to her and starts kissing me

"Do you want to video feed?"

"Hahaha Why?"

"I wanna catch you at your best baby..." she takes my hand leading me up the stairs and stops once we get to the second floor because she doesn't know which is my room. Once we're inside my room we start kissing each other roughly as clothes start flying everywhere and I get my camera and start to POV.
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"Oh shit it's last as fuck I need to get home. Fuck these nights pass so much quicker than the days do." She says as she starts getting her clothes that's scattered all over my room. I notice that her hair is a mess and to be honest she looks so depressed and her eyes are filled with regret.

"You need a ride back home?"

"Nah I'll take the bus back home I been wasting too much money on cabs. Plus I need to sneak back into my house because my dad doesn't know I'm out."

"Alright and if you ever want to hang out again you can always call me and if your ever here again and aren't able to get in you know where to find me."

"What's your phone number? Tonight was fun." She asks as she passes me her phone and I actually type my real number on it, she might even turn into my lonely star.

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Published July 9, 2018

Sorry if this isn't a good chapter and for not going into too much detail.

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