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\\ michael \\

'do you come tonight michael?', ashton smiles. I don't know what do answer to be honest. there was a big party at some popular kid his house and they said it was going to be the greatest party of the whole school year. probably the usual stuff was going to be there too of course; some weed, beer and loads and loads of girls. or a better word for them: sluts. girls like meghan who only cared about the length of their mini-skirts or dresses with their boobs like watermelons who shagged a different boy every evening.

I didn't have an all to great experience with parties. or better, a bad experience. I don't remember anything from the night when I went to that party but what I still know is that I ended up in a bed in a random room in the house, with a guy next to me. not a normal guy, but zack, the captain of the football team at my previous school. I still don't know the details of that night but I, michael clifford had probably lost my virginity to him.

that were also zack his thoughts apparently because not long after the so called 'incident' I was bullied for the first time. they called me names like fag, ugly and many more. zack had also threatened to tell everyone that I was gay and that I had raped him. of course I hadn't raped him, he wanted me as much as I did on that moment, because I did hear the whispers of 'the loud room'. zack beat me so hard that I needed to wear a cast for eight weeks. it just was all too much for me so the only escape seemed cutting for me. now I realise that cutting doesn't help you, quite the opposite actually.

'I don't know', I shrugged. I really didn't know, luke would be there too probably. and I don't want to see that blonde haired dick again. in fact, I don't want to see him again in my whole life, why isn't there some magical spell when you can ask where someone disappears from your life forever. how good would that be?

'but c'mon mikey, it's going to be fun! get laid and live a little', calum laughed. I chuckled, get laid and live a little? yeah hell no.

'yeah c'mon michael, it's going to be great! you'll eventually get to know some nice people', ashton smiled. ha, get to know some new people! they already get tired of me of course...

'I don't know calum', I sighed. what did I have to lose? I would probably end up wasted if ashton and calum would offer me some shots and when I'm drunk I do dumb stuff. extremely dumb stuff. like kissing the wrong people and ending up in the wrong bed on a saturday morning.

'be at my house around nine! we'll be there', ashton winked before calum and him walked over to the other side of the street to go to their houses.

guess I don't have a choice.

;

I picked a flannel out of my closet and some random black ripped jeans. I guess this was a decent outfit to go to a party and who even said that I cared? I don't give a shit about what other people think about me or my clothes. they judge you anyways.

I took my phone and saw I had a message and I smiled. it didn't happen that much that I got a message, actually one time on a week. so when I saw that the message was from ashton, I even smiled wider because it felt really nice to have a friend. if he saw me as a friend at least...

ashton ›› hope you'll be here on time because you'll going to have the greatest time of your live ;)

I chuckled and quickly typed an okay to confirm that I saw his message. it was still too early to go to ashton's house already because when I would arrive too soon that would make me look like an absolutely hopeless person.

I brushed my light green hair and tried to pull off the punk look but I don't think I actually look that punk. I mean, with my green hair and those chubby cheeks?

when it was 8:45pm I said bye to my mum and she couldn't help to look a little bit worried when I closed the door behind me. I cannot blame her though... parties are dangerous sometimes.

;

'good you're here in time', ashton grinned when he opened the door for me, smiling widely, dimples popping out. 'of course I'd be in time, I always keep my promise', I said. that is true, and sometimes people like to make advantage of that.

'is calum here already?', I asked ashton. 'who said my name?!', calum yelled when he suddenly jumped on me as I just stood there shocked. he laughed and looked at my face. 'looking good mikey!', he smirked. I blushed at his comment, not many people say things like that to me, but I kind of like it. it's great to now that people like your style or your personality.

'are you guys ready?', ashton asked me and calum. we nodded and stepped outside, going to ashton his expensive car.

I definitely wasn't ready for this...

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some shit is about to go down

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