"We're lost in a world that doesn't exist, somehow that world just happens to be ours."
Warning: trigerring content like cutting, death and cuss-words will be included. Sexual content may be within this story. M-Preg will be announced. Read at your...
My eyes flutter open, revealing the house in complete and utter darkness. Though to me still somehow slightly visible. Stretching, i get up and glance around, searching for my phone. Once i spotted it, i tiredly crawled off the couch and onto the floor, dragging myself to the other couch next to it.
I fumbledly grab my phone, unlocking it and looking at the time. By the time i got home earlier it was at about 5 o' clock. Now that i woke up, it was 9:23 p.m. ; about a little over half an hour before the party starts.
Grumbling cuss words, i get up fast. Before i could fully get up, i stumbled two steps backwards and fell on my ass, muttering 'oh shit' while falling.
"Ow, fuck." I groan, rubbing my lower waist with my right hand.
Lifting my left hand, i grip the edge of the couch, lifting myself up with all the strength i got.
I kept rubbing my lower waist while groaning, because crap, that hurt like a bitch.
"Ugh, fuck this, i'm going to go change clothes."
[Skip walk upstairs/getting ready]
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Once i finished getting ready, i grabbed my sketching book, pen and eraser and walked down stairs to the living room. I sat down on the ground infront of the table with a sigh, setting my items down on the table, including my phone.
I continued drawing my latest sketch, well, added some last touches. Not going to lie, it came out so much better than i thought it would. It isn't only the fact that Michael is hella attractive in general, but my sketching techniques have somewhat improved lately.
Just as i finished the last touch ups and signed my autograph at the bottom of the paper, i closed the sketching book and put the pencil and eraser inside the book, getting up and taking my phone, leaving the book on the table.
I walked over to where i had tossed my keys earlier next to the door, picking them up. Putting my phone in my pocket, i made sure to close the lights all over the house.
You might be wondering how i would do that since i was right next to the door. Well, you see, my house has this system were it can close all the lights by a simple press of a button. I have those buttons in certain parts of the house, so i don't have to move either all over the house to close the lights or in one particular spot all the time.
Walking out the door, i turn around and lock it. No, i don't have a system displayed for that too.
Dylara's twin, Dimitra, lived quite far away. It is almost a 20 minute drive. I predict to be there around 9:50 to 9:55. Even though i'll be 5 to 10 minutes early, the house is still going to be packed. That's how it always is with the popular kids. Or their siblings, that the people have to like to even show up of course.
