I take the last drag from my cigarette as I throw it on the ground crushing it with my foot. I walk up the drive way of my house and spray myself with colonge so my mother won't be able to smell the smoke. Its not like she will notice me coming in, but I still do it. I unlock the door with the key and see my dad in the kitchen with my Mother.
"Hello Michael" He walked up to me and hugged me
"Hi dad" I release myself from the hug and stare at him
"So I was talking to your mother" I cut him off
"What did I do now" I sighed then looked at both of my parents standing in front of me
My mother responded
"Nothing sweetie, we were just talking about you"
"Well since you guys are both here....can I have permission to go to a party tonight" I looked at them expecting for a no
"Yes" They both said at the same exact time
"Okay, great. Thanks." I walked up the stairs and into my room to listen to another one of my albums
I fell asleep and as I woke up I remembered that I had that party to go to. So I got dressed, looked for my cigarettes and ran to my car. I pop in one of my albums and listened to it the whole drive. I drove for about half an hour and finally arrive at the house. I park the car a block away and start walking. I light a cigarette to pass the time as I walk. I think about everything thing. From when I was little to now. Everything has changed. I'm not even near the house yet when I hear the music invade my ears. The lyrics of the song fill my head with images of when I smoked and fucked girls. Those times were the best. I want to bring those days back.
I enter the house and see sweaty people dancing, people making out, naked girls dancing around like no one is there, cocaine on the glass table, no time to waste, sipping life from bottles, empty hearts and happy little pills. I started walking all around the house watching people dance and have a good time. Today has to be the day where I sleep with someone, its been a month like c'mon Michael. I grab a red cup from the counter and fill it with some alcohol, vodka to be exact. I get pulled into my drunken state at the 10th drink. I light a cigarette and place it between my lips while I serve another drink and gulped it down. After doing that for what seems like forever, I search around to find the most drunk girl in the room. I hear a something break and quickly turn around to see a blonde girl that was tripping on everything. Shes very drunk, so hey why not fuck her? I walk up to her, hold her hand and walk upstairs. She doesnt seem to mind because as soon as we reach the top of the stairs, her lips connect to mine. I tug at her bottom lip as we enter the room. We somehow manage to lock the door and get to the bed without disconnecting our mouths. She enters her tounge in my mouth, deepening the kiss, my hands roaming every inch of her body and her hands tugging at my hair. I stood up again as I unbuttoned her shorts and began sliding them and her panties down her legs. After making out for a while and leaving small kisses all over her body, I spread her legs and I position my self to her entrance. She bit her lip as I went in deeper and thats when I noticed something, she's tight. I'm taking this girls virginity. How hasn't this blonde chick lost her virginity yet. After what she had to drink tonight, she won't even remember that she slept with someone in the first place. So will she just keep thinking that shes a virgin? I snap out of my thought and I begin to thrust into her even deeper as I did before. Making her whimper.
I wake up the next morning with her sleeping on my chest. I get up gently placing her on the side and start changing into my clothes. I remove the bloody sheets from under her to throw them away on my way out. I start walking downstairs and I see all these people laying on the floor completely wasted and sleeping all over the place, some cocaine still on the glass table and alcohol stains on the walls. It was a hell of a night.
yes I know that I quoted Troye Sivans song Happy Little Pill
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