(please read the story time at the end)
maddison's POV
after i put on the final layer of mascara, i stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, looking at my outfit.
could be better
i grabbed my keys and walked down the steps—pulling out my phone to call emily.
i put her number into the keypad before pressing the green button at the bottom of my phone.
the phone rings a few times before she answers.
"hello?"
"i'm ready." i say.
"okay, be there in a few!" and with that she hangs up.
i decide to look at snap stories since it kills time.
my finger taps through what people post, not really watching nor caring about what people post.
the doorbell rings which catches my attention. i put my phone in my back pocket as i go to the door.
when i open it my eyes widen as i see what emily's wearing.
"you look like a whore." i blurt out.
"perfect!" she walks into the bathroom looking in the mirror one more time before we both leave.
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kids are already plastered throwing up in the grass which makes me want to puke just looking at them.
and the smell. don't even get me started. i haven't even walked in the house yet!
my feet walked into the house to see huge crowds of people dancing, drinking, or smoking.
"i'm gonna get a drink!" i shouted at emily making sure she can hear me over the blasting music.
she nods her head while watching me walk over to the kitchen counter.
as i'm pouring my drink, i feel a pair of hands grab onto my waist.
i jump a little in surprise—and turn around to see nate.
"oh, hey. you scared me. " i chuckle a little, putting my lips to the red cup taking a small sip of the drink.
"didn't think you were actually coming."
"well, surprise!" i give a small smile waiting for this awkward conversation to be over.
"you here with anyone?" he asks.
"just one of my friends, she's in here somewhere."
i quickly scan the crowd of people dancing. my eyes come across ethan who was probably doing the same because his eyes land on me.
he furrows his eyebrows looking between both me and nate, almost questioning what i was doing.
knowing ethan would be frustrated, i grab nate's face and crash my lips into his. i can tell i caught him off guard but when he kisses back, he kisses back more aggressive almost.
i open my eyes and look towards ethan; seeing him clench his jaw.
i turn my attention back on to nate. his hands felt so foreign on my body.
he pulls away and comes close to my ear, "let's take this upstairs" he whispers.
as he leads me up the stairs, i turn to look at ethan who was looking at me too.
he points to the girl next to him and puts his fingers in a peace sign, putting up to his mouth then doing tongue movements.
i give him a gross look as he chuckled and turns back to the hoe who wanted to get in his pants, but his eyes never left me.
we stumble over people who are wasted, high, or maybe even just completely out of it into a bedroom.
if you do NOT like sexual stuff, skip this part :)
he shuts the door and locks it as i lay back on the bed.
he climbs on top of me and crashes his lips onto mine, i hesitate a little but i kiss back.
he pulls away, disconnecting our lips as he takes his shirt off; helping with mine.
he reconnects our lips but i just didn't feel right. i've never done anything like this. i just don't feel ready.
"mm," i groan pulling away from his lips, "i don't know about this." i say holding his chest.
"it's fine, the doors locked. no one's gonna come in." he replies, connecting our lips again.
his hands go down to my panties, sliding them off.
he dips his head into my neck and starts sucking and biting— leaving marks.
he starts sucking on my sweet spot, which earns a small moan.
it feels good, but i cant do this.
he makes his way down to my stomach, but stops at my heat.
his hands start unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants down after—being left in his calvin klein boxers.
how basic.
"no, i can-" he cuts me off my connecting his lips with mine, but i don't kiss back.
"come on, it's fine." he whispered. his voice being deep and raspy.
"just, no. get off!" i yell as i push him off of on top of me.
"okay, okay!" he gets up and quickly pulls up his pants as i do so too.
"are you good?!" he shouts.
"i-i just can't" i retort, "it's too weird." i continue.
" you've never been laid before?"
i shake my head no as we awkwardly look at each other.
"i think i'm good for now." i grab my phone and walk out of the door. i should've known. all guys want to do is get in your pants.
i scoff out loud at my thoughts. i scan across the crowds looking if i can see emily, thankfully i see her dancing with another guy. she doesn't look buzzed out or drunk which is good because i'm not driving.
i walk up to her and pull her away from the crowd.
"let's go home."
"what? why? i was just having fun!" she cries.
"oh well, you'll see him again some day."
"what happened up there? i saw you going up the stairs with that super hot guy" she smirks.
"i'll tell you in the car."
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