i'll be good // e.d

1. back, again

^song : wild horses/bishop briggs (repeat if needed)

november 30th, 2019

lana's pov

11:39pm

the bass swallowed me up as the last shot went to my head. i slammed the tiny plastic cup on the counter and ran my hand through my tangled hair. as people around me danced on each other, living their life, feeling alive. that's how partying made me feel

alive.

the people, the alcohol, the music, the rush. it was indescribable in my eyes. it made me feel good

i licked my salty, alcohol coated lips as a familiar person pulled me into the crowd by my wrist. he pulled me tight against him as all the sweaty bodies moved to make space for me. i moved back and forth as the lights flashed around me and the music beat into my body. the guys hands start to roam around me, i liked it.

from my shoulders to my chest to my stomach to my hips to my ass...

smiling to myself i presses against him. his breath on my neck as he slowly slid his big hands up my dress.

that. i did not like. at all

i tried to pull away from his grip, the alcohol making me stumble forward, he lost his grip but slid his hand around my wrist, i turned back and shouted "NO" over the music. i needed to get away

my head was pounding out of my ears as i made my way to the stairs. i knew this house well.

daniel. this was his house. lots of things have happened here, for the good and the bad.

*
"i swear your crazyyy." daniel said dragging out the 'y'.
"that's how I like it." i shouted over the music.
"prove it!" he breathed into my neck as people danced around us.
i grabbed his arm and pulled him into the kitchen.
grabbed the bottle of patron and poured it messily into four plastic shot cups.
he stared at me as i threw back the first one easily.
then the next
then the next
then the next
a little ran down my neck and onto my boobs
he bent down and licked the stripe of liquor off my chest.

he backed away and i smiled at him and he chewed on his bottom lip.

i made my way to the stairs as he followed me.

pushing his bedroom door open and locking it behind us
*

the very vivid thought took over my mind as i made my way to his bedroom again for some peace and quiet. i turned the knob and pushed it open.

moans and sweet nothings filled my ears and i soon realized i was not alone. the moans stopped as the hall light flooded the room, only lighting up the pale brown carpet.
two bodies started moving around the bed, the girl jumped up and pushed past me, while slipping her shirt back over her head

she mumbled something under her breath, but it wasn't auditable.

"oh, come on." the somewhat familiar raspy voice called after her.

she was long gone though

"what the fuck, just ruin a moment like that?" he aimed at me