Sweet Sexy Lips

Chapter one

"Fucking hell Autumn, why do you piss me off all the time?" My mum yelled at me trying to hold back her second slap. I could already feel my face reddening and bruising.
It wasn't my fault, she's drunk and this is what happens when she's drunk, she gets angry for no reason and takes it out on me. I can't do anything about it, whether it be never talking to her or me talking too much. She would find an excuse to hurt me. But after it all she goes through a phase where she just apologises and blames me for making her do that and then I go into my room to study.
I walk away silently as my mum passes out on the floor barely slurring out another sentence. But as I'm about to go upstairs I hear the front door being knocked. I open our creaky old door -we really need to get that fixed- and not to my surprise, my best friend Bambi is standing there in the sorriest dress I've ever seen. It couldn't even be classified as a dress. It's a piece of string.
"Heyyyyy" she slurs with her signature giggle. Uh oh! She's either high or drunk. Either one is not good right now.
" what are you doing here?" I question her, "you should be home, do you know what time it is?"
" woooooah Autumn, quit being such a mom. Cmon, lets go out, live a little?"
" no! Are you crazy! Do you know how much I need to study, I need a scholarship. Not all of us are as rich as you!" I yell at her trying to get her inside. It may seem harsh but I know she's never gonna hear any of this or remember it tomorrow.
"Fine, you can study but please can we get just one drink. Pleeeeeeaaaase? You've need studying all year. Let loose for once. I wanna see that feisty chicka I met first met."
I grumble because I know I want and what the heck. It's Saturday night and I could let go for one night. I deserve it.
I put on a figure hugging, mid thigh gold dress and wear some stilettos matching with the dress. And add the necklace that my dad gave me as an accessory.
I look hot. I do my makeup, put a blanket on my mum and head out the door.

We get out to the club and I can hear the music pounding through the doors. We easily get in because Bambi knows the owner. I can smell the mixture or cologne and sweat on the dance floor. It's like a love hate relationship. I missed this and sorta didn't.
As I order my drink and start off, I let the night take over me and let loose.
Listening to the thumping music and moving around in the body of people, I know I'm drunk but I don't care... I'm happy. As I walk to the bar and sit down a cute guy approaches me. He has dark hair, nice style and OH MY GOD his jaw line is so hot. He is so hot. He's got wearing and nice casual, formal shirt but you can tell he works out and has a nice amount of defined muscles.
"Hey there" he said in a really hot, husky voice.
"Heyyy" I drooled and smirked.
"Ok, I'm not really good at pickup lines so can I just buy you a drink?" Awww he's so cute.
"Yeah, why not? Another one couldn't hurt"
"Oh no! I'm not getting you an alcoholic drink, I'm getting you a water. You're way too drunk" I'm starting to dislike him
"Listen here buddy, I don't need anyone telling me how much I can drink. I deserve this... you... you..." I forgot everything and felt extremely dizzy and fell into someone catching me.