Forty

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I walked into Calum's house. I wore a white flow-y crop top with black ripped jeans and black vans. I wasn't in the mood for dressing up. I noticed the party was out of control. Everyone had UV paint on their face and either smoking weed or drinking.

I made my way over to Luke who was dancing with beer in his hand. Emma wasn't here. I tapped on his shoulder. He turned round to face me, a loopy grin plastered on his face. He smiled, "You look banging." The alcohol off his breath made it very evident that he was wasted.

"Luke, where's Emma?" I asked, ignoring his last statement.

"Don't even get me started," he sighed, "We had a huge fight last night and she kicked me out of her house at like four in the morning."

"Oh," I said awkwardly.

He took my hand and led me out of the room. It never dawned me until now that I was hanging out with a potential rapist.

He led me into the kitchen and over to the island where all the drinks were. He grabbed a red cup and mixed vodka and some other liquid. He handed me the full cup and said, "Liven up. You're at one of the best parties ever. Down it."

I honestly wanted to get wasted because I had never been that drunk. I took the cup and almost downed it. I took the last few gulps before setting the cup on the counter, "More," I demanded.

He pulled out a chair from under the table and I sat on it. He sat beside me as he searched for a drink. He said, "If you want to drink like that, you may as well be on shots."

Half an hour of drinking vodka and taking shots, it was safe to say that I was completely wasted. Luke dabbed UV paint on little dots below my right eye.

I smiled at him. I brushed my thumb over his lip ring and asked, "Did you and Emma break up?"

"I don't even know," he laughed.

"Luke," i sighed, "I can't take this anymore. Did you rape Jack's sister Nina?"

"Oh my god," he sighed, "Everyone thinks that I did. She broke up with me two weeks before she got raped. I heard it was just some random guy in a bar."

"How can I believe you?" I asked.

"Because I'm not a bad person. Plus, do you really think my mom would let me go to another girl's house?" He chuckled.

"You've proven your point well," I giggled. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I brought it out. It was a text from Calum.

Hey! Come outside real quick ;)x

I smiled, "excuse me." I walked out of the room and out the front door. I instantly spotted Calum on the porch. I walked up to him.

"Hey! Wha-" I began to say but I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. If I was sober, I would pull away and most likely slap him... But I'm wasted. His tongue slipped into my mouth and began working mine.

I suddenly remembered. Ashton! I totally forgot about him. The things alcohol does to you. I pushed his chest, detaching our lips.

He gave me a questioning look and said, "What?"

I couldn't see him. I couldn't hear him. All I saw was Ashton.

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