polaroids ♛ z.k. ✓

━ NINE !

yes, i am at a party. a party which all celebrities were invited to, and Kékéli insisted i come to get my mind off of Zion. and yes i am overly intoxicated. weirdly, kékéli was on 'me' watch, but then she got drunk too so now Trinity is babysitting two wasted, high, screaming, fully-grown females.

"damn, you're hot!" a random dude said as he forcefully grabbed my waist from behind, i turned around lazily, raising one eyebrow at him and giving him a look of disgust.

"screw oooffffffft!" i yell drunkly and Trinity runs up to me and shoos the guy off with glare, grabbing my hand and leading me to the back of the party where she fills me up a cup and water and hands it to me.

"drink, Lorin!" she demands.

"NoOoOo!" i whine and knock the cup out of her hands, the water spraying everywhere. she rolls her eyes and sighs in annoyance. I start to trip-run through the party crowd. Trinity tries to chase after me, yelling my name loudly. But ends up loosing me in the crowd.

I walk up the the DJ's stand, which was obviously restricted, and lean against the table with all his beat-making machine button-pressy things.

it seems as if the dj has had a little something to drink as well, but he wasn't drunk, so he orders his backup man to continue the beats as he gives me a flirty glance and walks over to me.

"heyyyy, babyboy!" i slur and blow him a kiss, he winks at me and leans in to kiss me. i start kissing him back anddddd it eventually became a makeout.

he then puts one of his hands on my inner upper thigh and i smack it away. but, he returns it there, running it further up.

"stop!" i scream half-consciously and he hears me. But, didn't listen. nobody else could hear my scream over the loud music.

i start trying to push him off of me, but his grip is too strong, i start to whine, and suddenly the drinks get to me and i feel weak. Like i could pass out and everything is hazy as the dj trails kisses down my neck.

suddenly i was dropped from his grasp and could heard multiple punches being thrown, screams, and gasps from the party crowd who had their eyes glued to the situation at hand.

i weakly lift my head up from the ground and catch a glimpse of a boy with dreads, Zion Kuwonu.

Zion was totally beating the dj to a pulp, "dude, we were having fuuun!" he insists and throws a weak slap to Zion's face, Zion continues to beat him until he's passed out.

out of weakness, my head drops and my vision seems to turn off and on like a light switch, black, vision, black, vision.

i then feel myself being carried bridal style by someone, and i curl myself into their grasp before i open my eyes and realize it's still Zion.

"nooo, bitch, noOoO!" i whine in a weak, small, and drunk voice as i punch him on the chest weakly, trying to pry myself from his grasp before giving up and passing out completely.

everything, including Zion's adorable lightly bruised face in my sight, faded black.

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lots o' action.
lots o' cuteness
will be in the next
chapter. ;))

— clair 🕊