Kissing by the Fire

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13th May 2014

I went to a party and got just the bit typsy. Okay, maybe not a bit, maybe quite a lot. I embarrassed myself quite a bit. I got so drunk that I wasn't able to put my coat on properly so another girl had to help. How embarrassing. 

A girl who used to be one of my best friends was at the party. Her name is Sam and she just left our group because apparently we are horrible people, according to her. Anyway, me, Lydia and Laura could tell that she was giving us dirty looks through the party and was constantly bitching about us to her friend Katie. To top it all off, Lydia started crying because her ex boyfriend Shaun really upset her. I can't remember the exact reason but I'm pretty sure it had something to do with him telling Sam and Katie all about his and Lydia's relationship. What an idiot. So Lydia was crying her eyes out and me and Laura didn't notice at this moment so we were just casually sitting by the fire but Sam and Katie were sitting across from us and Sam said very loudly 'shows how much of bad friends they are when they can't even go and check if their friend is okay'. As to be expected, me and Laura did not react very well and sooner than later a bitchy confrontation was going on across the fire. 

So, me and Laura went to check on Lydia and she was in hysterics, screaming about how awful Shaun is. We hugged her and tried to tell her that Shaun was not worth it but guess what happens next - Sam and Katie come over and think it would be a great idea to comfort Lydia - and Lydia went along with them! Now, of course it was nice of Sam and Katie to try and comfort her but they were obviously only doing it for the gossip - trust me, they were whispering to Shaun 70% of the night. Such bitches.

Anyway, there was a boy at the party. His name was David. I knew David from school but I hadn't seen him in 2 years. He's lost loads of weight and gone quite good-looking with his mousy brown hair and tons of freckles on his face. When we were in school together he was quite a bit chubby and had a temper on him - the funniest story I heard was he got in a fight with this boy called Lee and they both took their shirts off during the fight. How funny. Anyway, I found myself attracted to David. I'm not sure if it's the alcohol that's made me feel this way or whether I genuinely do. He seems to be very flirtatious though, telling every girl that he always fancied them when they were in school together. He said it to me too but I just laughed it off. However, later on in the night, I found myself to be completely pissed and when trying to see what time it was, I found that my phone screen was a complete blur so I sat down on a bench that was right next to me and David happened to be there. He was completely pissed too but tried to help me see what time it was and next thing you know we were snogging right by the fire. I think we kissed for about 2 hours straight. It's weird because I don't usually do that, I never get off with boys, I mean my friends are so much prettier so they usually get all the attention. I think everybody else was just as shocked as me. Halfway through the kiss, David was sick everywhere though but in my drunken state I continued to kiss him anyway. Quite disgusting when I look back on it. Actually not quite but very disgusting.Ew.

David gave me his number but I'm not sure whether to text him. I don't want to sound like I'm pestering him. Plus I've been texting a guy called Johnathon recently. I've never actually met Johnathon. He messaged me on Facebook out of the blue one night and it turns out he actually knew who I was. As cliche as it sounds, he saw me walking around school so asked some people what my name was. Seems quite stalkerish and he doesn't really seem like my type. I'm more into boys with very light features whereas Johnathon has dark hair, dark eyebrows and is very, very tall. Like I said, I'm only 4'11, I don't want to break my neck. 

I do think that I'm much more attracted to David, I'll see how I feel in the morning,

night night x

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