Zoe's POV
"oh come on Z going to that party aint that bad, lossen up a little and have fun" Bea told me while sitting on my bed. We're getting ready for the party and surprisingly Bea gave my phone number to Michael instead of Her's. I mentally eye rolled and sighed.
It's not that I have Michael or the guys, just not in the mood for too much noise and be in a crowded place right now. But I have no choice cause they'll be here any minute.
It's almost 11 pm and still trying to figure out what to wear. I gave up and just put on some black ripped skinny jeans, some random band t shirt, denim jacket and some converse. I let my hair down not caring to fix it. Put my phone and earphones on my pocket and my cigarettes.
I heard a car horn outside and saw Michael and his friends with him. I told Bea that they're here so she sprint up and we go down stairs.
My grandparents aren't home cause they have something to do out of town. They didn't really tell me what it is. They'll be back in a few weeks they told me.
I heard a knock on the door and opened it immediately and saw Michael smiling. "Hi love, ready to go? " he asked me. I nodded and locked the front door behind me.
I saw Bea talking to Calum and they seem all giggly. The lads and bea are just having fun in the back seat while me and Michael just laughing cause they're acting all silly at the back.
Michael parked the car in front of a white house with loads of people inside getting drunk and partying. This is actually the first time I've been into a party cause all my life I've been stuck in that orphanage. We got out of the car and the cold breeze hit my face cause me to hug myself trying to make myself warm.
Michael saw me getting cold so he approached me and hug me from the side while we're walking. I looked up to him and just gave him a small smile thanking him. He smiled back and lead us inside the house. So basically this is Ashton's house and his parents aren't home so they decided to throw a party.
We got inside and we're welcomed with bunched of sweaty teenagers dancing with red cups on their hands. I look around and just watching people dancing. Michael lead me to the kitchen and offered me some beer. This is not the first time I drink, I sneaked out one night while I'm still in Michigan to buy some beer and hide in the back yard and get drunk by myself.
I took the beer from Michael and thank him. We started to chat about stuff and I'm trying to not tell too much information about myself cause I don't want him to hate me if he finds out about my past.
"We're your parents? " he asked. I paused for a moment and think what to say. He looked at me waiting for my answer and he noticed that I got uncomfortable with it. "it's fine if you don't wanna tell me, sorry for asking too much. I just wanna know you more that's all" he said kinda sad. I felt bad about it so I just asked him if he wanna go some where less crowded and more quiet so we can talk. He nodded and we got out of the house and just had a walk around the neighbourhood.
"do you mind? " asking him if I can smoke. "yea it's fine, I don't mind. I actually do smoke too" he said so I offered him, he took one and put it between his lips. I get my lighter in my pocket and lit my cigarette but it's too windy and it's hard to lit it.
"here I'll help you" he said and get the lighter from my hand and I covered the fire with my hands so it can't blew away by the wind. I took a hit once I got it lit. I did the same thing to him and covered the fire with my hands.
He took a hit and blow the smoke from his mouth. We started to walk again and just roam my eyes around. No one dared to talk, it's not awkward tho, it's relaxing to be honest we're just enjoying each others company.
"so urmm... What u wanna talk about?" I asked breaking the silents. He looke straight taking a hit from his cigarette. "anything to be honest. Anything that will make you comfortable." He smiled. Should I just tell him my story? What if He hates me? What if he found me weird? There's a battle in my head and can't decide if I should tell him about it.
I didn't mean to sigh too loud so he looked at me confused and worried. "you okay? Something's wrong?" he asked. I just looked at him and there's this small voice that I can trust him. But what if he makes fun of me?
I just looked down trying to figure out what to do. He touched both of my shoulders making me look up to him. "you can tell me anything okay? I'll listen to you no matter what it is" he said assuring me with those sincer eyes. I looked at him in the eye and nearly got lost in those green eyes.
"okay I'll tell you something"
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Scars // m.c. BOOK 1 (Completed)
Fanfictie"I feel addcited to it. I can't stop myself not to think this way or do such thing like this. I'm broken Mikey, you dont deserve me, no one wants me" "But I do..."
