Ghostin- Ariana Grande
I know that it breaks your heart when I cry again, over him
I know it breaks your heart when I cry again
Instead of ghostin himSummer
The afternoon had passed and now the moon hung high in the sky. The guest left before dinner and now I was met with the company of my best friend out in the warm field. Where we shared a chilled bottle of Italy's best vodka.
I would break into my moms wine cellar, but it's much more fun getting drunk off of vodka than wine.
We laid in the grass giggling at each other as the vodka started to affect us.
"Sof a think you're little drunk" I giggled and rested my back against a tree. I admired my best friend as she laid on her back with her eyes focused on the stars. Her blonde locks tangled in the grass, which complimented her vibrant green eyes. The outline of her curves, accentuated by her large t-shirt. So much beauty she possessed.
If I obtained an ounce of her beauty I might be able to keep Giovanni happy.
He did always love blondes, every girl I catch him with was blonde and lustful like Sofia. Yet for some reason I still end up with him.
Sofias giggles interrupt my thoughts and I look over to find her rolling in the grass. I smile as she continues her giggle fit.
"Maybe more than just a little" I smile and look down at my hands to find a purple ring appearing on my wrist. The memory of how that got there flashes in my head and immediately tears threaten my eyes. I try to wipe them away before Sofia can notice, but I'm not fast enough.
I look up and my gaze meets Sofias worried eyes.
"What's wrong?" she seems to sober up a little as she moves closer to me. She wipes the tears from my face and looks at me.
"You're so pretty sof" I giggle lightly letting more tears fall.
"Thank you, but why are you crying?" she wipes at the rest of my tears.
"I-i just don't feel good" I lie and look away from her.
"Ok then let's go to bed" She stands and almost falls back over in her drunken state. I join her and together we slowly move into the house and up the stairs, careful not to make much noise. We stammer through harry's room and into mine before plopping onto my bed.
"Goodnight sum" Sofia calls out to me as she curls under the blankets.
I lay still, staring up at the ceiling, not being able to fall asleep. Snores escape Sofias name, making it much harder to sleep.
"Sofia" I whisper and she doesn't even stir.
"Sofia" I push at her and her snores just continue.
I let out an annoyed huff and roll out of bed. The effects of the alcohol still consume me and the room spins slightly. I wipe my eyes in an attempt to clear my vision, which seems to help slightly.
I move into harry's bedroom and shut the door louder than intended. I slowly turn around and see Harry sitting up in his bed. He sits up and looks over to me with a confused expression.
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summer boy || H.S
Fanficin which harry finds himself with an internship on an Italian villa with an exciting young girl.