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Chapter 1: c

A/N: Louis up top!

bit of information before we begin! This story does contain mature themes, strongly suggest pressing that back button if you aren't comfortable with the mention of drugs, alcohol, etc. Scenes that are triggering there will be an asterisk * at the top and bottom of the paragraphs for you to skip :).

Please enjoy my story as i have worked hard on it for months, i am preparing myself for a massive story that will be much, much longer and i look forward to writing it. Take care loves and please do enjoy xx

Chapter One: C

"Just leave it Louis. It looks fine." Zayn called out from the bed. Louis rolled his eyes and turned around to glare at his best friend who sat across from the bathroom where he stood. Louis turned back to the mirror, grabbing his hair and scruffing it around to see the result.

"Easy for you to say? Your hair is literal perfection" Louis grumbled and looked in the mirror once more, his hair still sitting the same.

"Just leave it product free man, I don't know why you don't. It seriously looks fine" Zayn sighed and Louis watched as his best friend walked up behind him, scruffing the hair on his head and grabbing him by the shoulders escorting him out the bathroom, "now let's go!"

Louis knew Zayn was eager to go to the week before school party, he always was and especially now that it was their last one he knew they'd have to make the most of it. The two of them were going into their senior year, the last year of their miserable high school lives,they could finally graduate and get the fuck out of the place they've deemed hell.

The Week Before School Party (or WBSP (wibs)) catered to students from sophomores to seniors and was the biggest hit of the year. The parties were run by the "Tills" family, a what seemed like endless bloodline of rich bastards who were at the top of the school food chain. Every year the Tills take turn to host the "wibs" and this year it was the also senior Michael, the most vicious and carefree bastards of them all.

That didn't mean his parties weren't the most epic of them all.

Louis grinned when Zayn pulled up to the street, the music boomed and the lights and yells could be heard and seen from miles away and the cars were parked up the streets. Luckily the reserved car parks held a space for them and the two of them parked sweetly in one of the spots.

"Lets get pissed!" Zayn cheered and grabbed the pack of tequila from the seat behind him and Louis cheered after grabbing the remaining pack. The two of them walked into the party, Michael in plain sight already, welcoming his overwhelming amount of guests. It was an understatement to say the place was packed, his massive mansion filled to the brim with already drunken faces and people grinding on each other without a care in the world.

"My boys! Zayn and Louis" Michael grinned and pulled the boys in for one of his typical bro hugs. Although Louis absolutely hated the guy with a passion he was at the top of the school after all meaning he had to fake it up, "bringing the tequila I see, come set it on the table"

"Great party Michael, almost beats last year's" Louis teased. The thing with the Tills boys was that they all had to be the best, every year they strive to host a party better than the last. That made it easy to tease the poor boy, losing was a weak spot.

"Shut it L and get drunk! You aren't you when you're sober" Michael chuckled and pat Louis on the back and handing the two boys a vodka shot before walking off to another group. Louis chugged down his vodka and watched as Zayn chuckled, holding his in his hand.

"Take it easy, I heard Ian Tills is providing top quality cocaine later on, wouldn't want to have a Lizzie incident" Zayn chuckled and Louis laughed along, placing the shot glass on the table.