Fixing Her ⇉ Simon Minter [2]

FOUR

Rose finished applying her lipstick and smiled. She was wearing a pair of high-waist distressed Daisy Dukes, a grey loose-knit jumper and grey converse.

Rose was brushing her hair when the door opened and in walked Vik.

"Party's starting, coming?" he asked, and Rose nodded, dropped the brush and turned to Vik. He was dressed in a button-up long sleeve shirt, jeans and shoes, a more formal but nice Vik look.

"Looking nice, Barn," complimented Rose, Vik blushing and grinning like a child. Rose walked over to her friend and linked their arms, smiling confidently. If this party was for her, she might as well own it.

"Let's go," said Vik, puffing out his chest. Rose laughed and the two exchanged a smile before walking out of Vik's bedroom and down the stairs.

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The house was filled with people dancing to music and jumping up and down. The lights were off and in their place were neon and flashing lights, like a proper disco.

"Rose!"

Turning around, Rose was attacked by Sarah, Emily, Freya and Gee. The girls drowned Rose in squeals and hugs as they reunited after a long and painful year. Rose teared up and hugged them all tightly.

"You're home!" Sarah squealed, and Rose nodded happily, gripping her friend's hand.

"How's being back in London?" Freya yelled over the music.

"It's okay, already have an issue but overall, I'm so excited!" Rose squealed, and the girls all hugged again, genuinely happy for the first time since returning to London.

"Let's get you a drink!" Emily giggled before tugging Rose through the crowd towards the kitchen where an assortment of drinks was laid out.

"This is the strongest, drink this," ordered Emily, shoving a red cup into Rose's hands. Rose grinned and chugged the whole thing, nearly choking afterwards. She doubled over and coughed violently.

"What the fuck is in that?" she spluttered as the girls laughed at her.

"Pretty much everything," Sarah revealed, and Rose laughed, standing up and wiping her mouth.

"Give me another!"

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Rose shrieked with laughter as she and Gee spun around the front room, hand in hand. Rose was smashed by this point, adrenaline the only thing keeping her awake.

At some point, Rose must've let go of Gee because she was now twirling around the room alone, bumping into people left, right and centre.

"Got you!" someone whispered in Rose's ear before gripping her waist. Rose gasped and tried to pull away, but the pair of hands held tightly, pulling Rose away from the crowd. Rose couldn't speak but she could certainly move. With a grunt, she sent her leg backwards and kicked the mystery person in the shins.

"Fuck!"

Rose spun around and gasped at the sight. Harry was hopping on one leg, clutching his shins.

"What the fuck, Harry?" Rose yelled as she held Harry still, the boy wincing from the pain. Harry looked up and grasped Rose's arm, tugging her close to him.

"Come with me, I need to talk to you!" he pleaded but Rose ripped herself from his grasp, letting Harry stumble.

"You should've spoken to me before you fucked me over, Lewis," she spat before turning on her heels and storming through the crowd.

Her night was ruined once more and now she couldn't find anyone. She was drunk, upset and lost in her own home. Fuck.

After stumbling around the house for a while, Rose grabbed a hold of the stair banister and pulled herself onto the first step.

It felt like climbing a mountain as Rose stumbled drunkly up the stairs, her eyes hardly open and her feet slipping every so often.

After what felt like years, Rose finally reached the top of the stairs and found her self stumbling into a random bedroom. Without bothering to check whose bedroom and if anyone was inside, Rose pulled off her clothes apart from her underwear and climbed onto the bed, her eyes closing instantly.

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