candles and cotton | b.h

twenty nine.

"I WANNA HAVE SEX! ON THE BEACH! COME ON THERE'S A PARTY! SEX! ON THE BEACH!"

the party was loud, long and most of the guests were intoxicated.

a group of people, including caitlin sang their hearts out while more danced to lame club music on the dancefloor.

i sat at a small round table, eating so much sweets i could possibly eat before vomiting, with harry, david's boyfriend.

he had black untidy hair, green eyes and glasses, most of the time i would tease him and call him 'harry potter'.

"tell me, y/n. that one as the vampire is your girlfriend?"

i nodded, staring at her direction, a small smile on my face.

"she looks nice, and, that man as the crayon is... "

i looked in ben's direction, at this point his was pissed drunk, swaying from side to side in the crowd of people on the dance floor, he seemed to have lost his beanie.

"ben. he's.. he's a good friend of mine."

"ben? he's handsome, isn't he?"

"yeah, very. cheryl is lucky,"

he raised an eyebrow, then took a sip from his can of fanta, like me, he didn't drink, "cheryl?"

"yeah cheryl, his girlfriend."

i scanned the crowd for cheryl, then spotted her in-between two girls, apparently dancing to the music.

"you see that girl as the nun? there? yeah, that's her."

he followed the direction of my finger then let out an 'oh' once he saw her.

"strange,"he began, "she doesn't really seen like his type, don't you think?"

i didn't want to say i didn't like her.

"i think she's perfect."

harry smiled, he had white teeth, in comparison to his tanned complexion, but it was sort of a confused smile.

i yawned, the music pounding through my head, i checked the time on my phone, ten forty-six pm.

i closed my eyes, then breathe in deeply, the smell of sweat and drink made me want to vomit.

"y/n!! baaaaabbbeeee,"

i heard a deep slurred voice and turned, laughing at ben as he stumbled toward me, his beanie clutched in his hand.

"hey benny, you're really drunk, you know that?"

he smiled before seating himself into the chair next to me, he frowned at harry, "is that your bOYFRIEND? i'm gonna fIgHt HiM!"

i let out a snort, covering my mouth with my hand to supress my giggles, "benny, he's not my boyfriend, silly."

"yeah, that's-"he hiccuped, "right, because i'm your favourite boyfriend!"

i looked at the blonde with a peculiar expression, his blonde hair was tossled, covering the top of his head in wavy strands.

"no you're not."

"what? yes i am, watch!"

he leaned forward and pressed a sloppy kiss to my lips, i could taste the alcohol on his tongue, i squealed, pushing him off me, "ben!"

he sent a smirk in harry's direction, who looked shocked and amused.

"well y/n, i don't think ben thinks she's perfect, hm?"