Drunk ; h.s

Prologue

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{ Harry's point of view }

I followed the grunge looking older girl through the hazy club. It smelled like shit, but it didn't bother me too much; I was about to not care about anything anyways. The bleach blonde travelled through the crowd of bodies, and her black-lined eyes motioned to a shady corner in the back. I winked at her, but her dead facial expression didn't falter. I was truly hurt. We made our way to the dark corner.

"What are you looking for?" she asked.

"LSD," I licked my lips, glancing at her protruding collar bones.

"Fifty a tablet," she sighs shortly.

She propped her hand on her hip while I dug for my wallet. I flipped it open and swiped out a hundred. When she latched onto the bill, I didn't let go and giggled playfully. She rolled her eyes and ripped it out of my grasp, stuffing it in her bra.

"Someone's in a pissy mood," I laughed lightly.

"I don't usually have to deal with dumb ass frats, sorry," she snapped, whipping out the two clear baggies with a white pill in each.

I grabbed both of them and stuffed them in my jean pocket.

"Have a nice trip," she grumbled sarcastically before disappearing into the crowd.

As soon as she was out of sight, I searched around for a secluded room. I found a side door and rushed over to it. As soon as I touched the knob, I heard moaning. I chuckled and looked for another door. On the other side of the vast room, I spotted a bathroom sign, so I picked my way through the crowd. I glanced at the girl who just dealed me the drugs as she grinded on another girl with a pixie cut. They messily swapped spit as I looked away, directing my attention to the bathroom. I tripped out of the crowd and made my way to the door, turning the knob. I stumbled in to find a male yelling in Spanish into a phone. We looked at each other for a moment then he rushed out, still yelling. I shook my head, walking over to the grimy mirrors.

"People need to chill out sometimes," I sighed to myself.

I looked at my sweaty face in the mirror, the crack making it look distorted. I made a funny face before turning and flouncing into a stall, locking it. I felt around in my pocket and pulled the plastic out. I examined the tiny pill before dropping it into my palm. I could feel my heart in my chest as my breathing became erratic. Squeezing my eyes shut, I threw it into my mouth. As I swallowed, I plopped myself down on the toilet. I sat on the edge of the toilet and let my thoughts become insane.

{ Iris's point of view }

I hopped onto the bed and stared at the microwave. There was a whole minute left on the popcorn, but I was convinced it was go faster if I stared at it. I heard the popping, but I drowned it out until the piercing beep filled the dorm room. I sighed and hopped off the high bed, my foot landing on a hair brush.

"CRAP," I whisper-yelled.

I limped over to the small microwave, donated by my parents, and opened the door. The air filled with the buttery smell, and I whiffed it up happily, forgetting about my crappy dorm partner's messy ways. I pulled out the bag of popcorn and pulled a big bowl from an open cabinet. Pouring the contents into the bowl, I thought about which movie I'd watch tonight. With my bowl, I hopped onto the plump bed and examined the choices on my shelf. I quickly decided on Harry Potter. I got the DVD case and popped it into the player.

The small screen shon brightly as it showed the opening credits, and I cuddled safely into my bed covers. I suddenly heard rumbling in the hallways. People were banging on the dorm room doors. I felt anxious as they got to my door. Right after the banging stopped, I saw the knob wobble. I pulled the blankets up to my chest and waited for my doom. The door opened to reveal my dorm partner. She looked at me in amusement.

"I'm not here to kidnap you; I just wanted to tell you that there's a party tonight at the club downtown. Everyone's going," Raven chuckled lightly.

I sat up straight, stuttering.

"U-um. I just started a movie. I mean..." I shrugged, motioning to the DVD player.

"Alright then," she sighed, turning around but turning back midway out the door, "God, Iris! I just want to be your friend, but all you care about is the fucking test next Friday or what everybody will think of you. You need to start not giving a shit and let yourself go sometimes."

Before I could say anything, she had slammed the door shut.

Okay maybe I had been a bit up tight these first few weeks of college, but its only because I wanted to do good in my classes and succeed. And okay maybe I've watched Harry Potter more than once every Friday night since school started, but....

I sounded like such a fucking wuss. I threw the bedding off of my body and pulled the DVD out. My breathing became erratic as I held it out in front of me in both of my hands and began to bend it, but it never snapped.

I couldn't even break a DVD. I trudged over to the window, opened it all the way, and threw my favorite movie out into the cold air. I watched it fall from my 3rd story dorm. I pouted for a minute out the window as I stared into the dark sky.

"I need to start living," I said to myself before closing the window and getting ready to go clubbing.

I'm going to have fun tonight, I promised myself.