eve was born into the life of violence. despite her family being one of the most powerful gangs in all of california, she gets to live the best of both worlds. her gang life and her high school life.
the one catch is, they don't mix. that is until...
I just got home from school and I'm in such a good mood because it's Friday and I'm also going to a party tonight with Bella.
She's picking me up at 8 and then we are going over and meeting up with Cam there. I'm excited to just have fun and let loose for a night, but I'm also skeptical about the fact that this is going to be at Laine's house.
She just doesn't like me for some reason. I have never done anything to her, at least that I can think of. And yet she still hates me.
I pull out my phone to text Bella about tonight
Me: what are you wearing tonight
Bella: I'll send a pic
Bella:
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Me: SO CUTE
Bella: thank uu What are you wearing
Me: IDK YET UGH
Bella: GOODLUCK see u soon
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After an hour of trying to find an outfit, I finally walk out the door wearing black jeans and a black lace cropped tank top.
I spot bella in pulling in the drive way and hop in her car.
"Hey bitch." She says when I shut the door. "Sexy fit."
"Thanks whore." I say, both of us giggling.
"So where does your dad think you are tonight?" Bella asks keeping her eyes on the road.
"Your house for a sleepover." I reply. "But I'm probably gonna go home after the party if I'm not too tipsy."
"Ok." She says turning up the music.
10 minutes later, we pull up to Laine's house. Cars are parked all over the streets and groups of people are walking down to street to the party.
After parking, we get out of the car and make our way to the front door. I can hear the music and flashes of lights coming from inside.
"Ready?" Bella asks with her hand resting on the door knob.
"Yup." I reply with a grin.
When she opens the door, the scent of alcohol and sweat smack me know the face. Crowds of people all over, talking and dancing.
"Let's go get drinks." Bella says grabbing my hand and leading me through the crowd of people.
When we get to the kitchen, there's bottles of alcohol and solo cups covering the counter. I spot a cooler in sink and I open it to find a bunch of canned drinks.
"Here." I say handing Bella a can.
"Thanks." She replies. "Cam! Over here."
I spot Cam and her boyfriend walking over to us.
"Hey!" She says hugging us both.
"Hey guys." Bella says. "I'm gonna do a lap around so I'll see you guys in a few. Text me if you need me Eve."
"Ok have fun." I reply.
"Are you good if Jake and I head out to dance floor?" Cam asks me.
"Yeah no problem." I say and they exit the kitchen leaving me alone. Of course everyone leaves me.
I turn around searching the cooler for another can of something good when I hear a voice behind me.
"Hey Miller." The recognizable voice says.
I turn around to see none other than the Harry "smith".
"Hello harry." I say taking the last sip of my drink.
"What are you doing in here all alone?" He asks laughing at me.
"No need to be rude. I'm actually uh- doing shots." I make up grabbing a bottle and pouring small amount in a few cups.
Not that I care about what Harry thinks or anything, but I didn't want to seem weird.
"Can I join?" He asks. I'm not really sure why he wants to hang out with me and I honestly don't want to hangout with him either, but I'd rather not be alone.
"I guess." I say shrugging and pouring him a few cups and handing sliding them over to him.
"Cheers." He says throwing back the alcohol and me doing the same.
"So why are you here?" I ask trying to make a conversation.
"Laine told me to come." He replies shrugging.
"Of course she did." I say taking another shot. I don't know why, but hearing how Laine and Harry were talking makes me a bit jealous. Not that I like harry, but Laine just pisses me off.
45 minutes and 10 shots later, harry and I are still talking. I don't really mind his company anymore, but that's probably my drunk self talking.
"Your really fucking hot." I slurr. "But you act like a dick."
"I could say the same to you." He leaving us both giggling like little kids.
"It's really hot in here." I say fanning my face off with my hands.
"Let's go upstairs." Harry says grabbing my hand. We hold onto each other making our way up the stairs, almost falling from dizziness.
We find an empty room and take a seat on the bed.
"Your face is cute." I giggle poking Harry's dimple.
Once I stop laughing, the room becomes silent except for the faint sound of music downstairs. Harry and I stare at each other, our faces slowly inching closer and closer together till our lips meet. Our kids becomes pretty heated and I fall back on the bed, harry now on top of me.
Our lips disconnect and he makes a trail of kisses down my neck and chest.
"Can I take these off?" He asks referencing your my jeans. I nod and he unzips they, dragging them down to my ankles.
Before I can process what's happening, both harry and I are undressing ourselves completely and our lips meet again.
