Apartment

Apartment // Four.

Contains: Drug and alcohol use.

"I swear I'm the reincarnation of Kurt Cobain." Violet says as she passes the blunt, to me. I take a drag and hold in the smoke. I then blow some smoke rings, they applaud me as I bow.

I pass the blunt to Matty. Certainly everything is foggy, not only because I'm high but there is smoke everywhere. I feel like I'm in a castle on a cloud.

The conversations have been random, some are stupid, some are very stupid and others are extremely stupid. At some point we got philosophical, trying to explain the universe. Then Louis began to cry, because we questioned if we were alive.

"I totally see it," Harry snorts, "Kurt my man, you're a genius." He says looking at Violet. She looks at him, sternly and becomes a giggling mess.

I see Michael and Zayn talking, looking at each others phones and laughing. They must be looking at old Facebook photos or something.

My phone is on my right butt pocket, when it starts vibrating. At first I ignored it, but then I couldn't. I start smiling, then giggle a little, then I squirm. Matty looked at me strangely so does Harry. My phone kept vibrating, making a moan slip from my mouth. I cover it quickly, but then become a giggling mess. It continues to vibrate and I soon become a moaning mess.

"Are you alright?" Matty questions, there's a dimness in his eyes. He's trying to care but the drugs don't let him focus completely.

Michael and Zayn blurt out laughing and show their phones at us. They had been texting me. "Yeah." I moan "I'm fine." I stutter out, trying to contain my moans.

Harry laughs realizing what just happened "Really? Again Luna?"

"Shut up!" I mutter.

He grabs his cellphone and calls me, this time I let out a loud moan. I take my phone out and throw it to the side.

Violet laughs and points at Matty lazily drunk, "you see Matty" she mumbles "When our dear friend Luna here drinks tequila and smokes she easily and strangely gets turned on easily."

"Luckily her phone is on vibrate so we decided to help her out." Michael says, with an adorable kidish smile.

"Only tequila?" He asks curiosity and dazed.

I pout, "that's not very nice." Suddenly I began to cry. I cling onto Matty's shirt, he holds me. Tequila also makes me very emotional.

"Shh," he whispers "it's all fine." He tries to soothe, by petting my head. But he seems to be making it worst. His voice is so husky that it turns me on even more.
I sit up, trying to avoid his touch as I'm turning to tell Violet something when she grabs me from the collar of my shirt and starts kissing me. The guys began to cheer, record and take pictures. Violet here will take advantage of any chance to make her moves on me, especially when drunk.

I push her off, "there there Violet that's enough."

"But mama." She whines.

Niall had ordered some pizza, so when the door rang he sprinted to the door. "Luna, Violet you're up." We look at each other and nod.

We come back with boxes of pizzas and I announce "free pizza bitches!"

They again all cheer, we celebrate the most ridiculous of things.

Matty is confused, he scratches the back of his neck, "Am I missing out on something again?"

I blush when I tell him, "oh! Okay, so there's like a dorky teenage boy at the door, it's usually my job or when Violet's around, out job to go open the door. We prey on teenage hormones basically, so we get free food."