This is going to be a cliche typical story but I felt like writing one so deal with it. Also, it's going to be a short description. This is going to be a weird story don't judge me.
"Hello?"
"Are you that hot girl I met at that party yesterday nigh...
Matthew is bold. Chloe is regular font. Other is italics.
I walk into the big house where loud music is playing. It's dark and the only light source there is is colorful lights. Red cups all over the floor already. People making out. Lots of people are dancing. Well technically grinding on each other.
I sigh as I walk to the kitchen. Come on she said. It will be fun she said. I roll my eyes. Not fun if she leaves you with complete strangers like what? How did she even convince me?
Flashback
I'm laying on my bed texting that smoothie guy when my door opens wide. I look up from my phone and Melissa is standing there grinning. Oh no. "Why are you smiling like that?"
"Because we are going to a party I've heard about from a friend."
"Yeahhhh. No. I don't think so."
"Yes."
"No. I'm not going."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not." She walks over to my closet and starts searching through it.
"Come on Chloe it will be fun." I turn my phone off leaving it on my bed as I walk over to Lilian.
"I'm not going."
"Please Chloe. I don't want to go by myself."
"You got your friends." She stops looking through my closet and turns around.
"But I need my Bestfriend to go." She gives me the puppy dog eyes. No. Why? Oh my god. Damn it.
"Aright fine." She squeals and then throws this green top at me and some light blue jeans. Oh my god. Be ready in 20 minutes. I sigh as she walks out my room. Ugh why?
I put my clothes on and I do what I need to do. I look in the mirror to see if I am looking good.
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Yeah I look good enough. Time to go. I grab my phone, bag, and my keys.
End Of Flashback
Now I remember the reason. Stupid puppy dog eyes I swear. I stand in the kitchen. Near the refrigerator. What am I supposed to do now? A guy walks up to me.
"Hey. Remember me?" I look closely at him and when I recognized him I scoff as I roll my eyes.
"What do you want?" Ugh why is he talking to me?
"Don't act like that." I laugh.
"How do you want me to act? Huh? You only "asked" me out for a fucking bet." When I said asked I used air quotes using my finger. "A fucking bet. Like who the fuck does that?" I'm getting pissed now.
"Come on its not that serious." I roll my eyes.
"Of course it is. First off. To you I was only a fucking bet. Do you know how that made me feel? Then you have the fucking nerve to say I was easy to get. I was worth the money." He makes this weird expression. He was about to say something but I hold my hand up. "No you need to listen. You can't treat girls like this. Girls have feelings to0. Like myself and what you did hurt me and I can't forgive you. " I scoff.
"This is why I can never be in a fucking relationship with you guys. Y'all are just jerks who play with girls feelings. Thinking y'all like us but really y'all just want someone to play with." I need to go somewhere. I don't want to be near him anymore. "I'm going to go. Go play with some other girls feelings. I'm not the one to mess with." I turn around fast and I was about to walk away but I feel someone grab my wrist. I turn around.
"I'm sorry. I didn't think I was going to hurt your feelings." I laugh.
"Of course you didn't. Because you are used to doing it to all the girls out there. That's why. Now let go before I punch you in your face." He quickly lets me go and I walk away. I fucking hate this party.
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I stumble in the wall. Everything is like blurry and I can't find Melissa. I should call her. I pull my phone out and I click the first contact on my phone. I call her.
"Hello?"
"Melissa why does your voice sound deeper?"
"Chloe are you okay? And why are you calling me at midnight?"
"I'm fine Melissa. Hmm it's midnight? I didn't notice. Anyway where are you? You left me as soon as we got to the party. I was in the kitchen and the jerk that only took me on a date for a bet started talking to me saying that me being mad at him wasn't a big deal and stuff and I was telling him how he shouldn't treat girls like that because we have feelings to."
"Are you drunk? And what's the jerks name?"
"I told you this already. You even know him. But of course not. I'm not drunk." I stumble outside and I hit my leg on a chair. "Ouch man. Maybe I am drunk. I'm not sure."
"You sound drunk. You probably are drunk."
"Nah. But I did just run into a chair again that's gonna leave a mark."
"You should be careful."
"It's whatever. But guess what?"
"What?"
"I went to the mall to get my mind off of Matthew right?" I sit on the couch that's near this fireplace thing and I lay down. Looking at the stars.
"Why did you need to get your mind off of Matthew?"
"Because he told me he met this amazing girl."
"What's wrong with that?" I sigh as I close my eye.
"Because Melissa once he starts dating that girl he won't talk to me as much. He won't flirt or be himself anymore."
"Do you like his flirting?"
"At first I didn't. I thought he was so annoying I didn't like when he would call me everyday when I was doing something. But as I got to know him I started accepting him which you know I don't just do that because of stuff that happened during my high school years. But I started accepting him and I like when he calls me and he just makes me smile and laugh. He makes my day better and even though the nickname he calls me is stupid I still like it. I don't want to lose him to a girl he will be dating soon." I sigh again.
"How do you know you will loose him?"
"Because us girls get jealous when our man is talking to girls even if they are friends and once they start dating she won't like that we are friends and will tell him to not talk to me. That's just how it goes."
"You don't know that?"
"I know. I've read it in books."
"Of course you have. What do you like about Matthew?"
"Everything."
"Everything?"
"Yes everything. We are getting off topic. So I went to the mall and." I quickly get up.
"And what?" Oh god.
"I gotta go. I feel a little nauseous."
"What about the story?"
"I'll tell you another time. Bye. Talk to you later." I quickly hang up the phone.
Did she know she was calling me instead? Did she actually mean those things? And what happened at the mall? So many unanswered questions.
Oh god I feel so sick.
Hope you enjoyed. This chapter was a little long but I just couldn't stop typing. Anyway hope you enjoyed.
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