Addicted (5SOS)

*one*

Chapter One

"The names Alissa." I say to the lady behind the desk.

"Well Alissa. We here at Sydney Records do not approve of inappropriate behavior such as the ones you are currently displaying." The woman is the one conducting my interview. I've lived in Sydney for 2 months now and have done absolutely besides party. I must admit though that the party animal life is the life for me.

"I apologize." Rolling my eyes. "I just need a job. I live on my own and have expenses." Considering I didn't have parents to pay the bills and I was an addict I need some way to get money.

"How old are you again?"

"17."

"Ah. I see. Well I might be able to put you in our Music department considering your tastes."

"Yeah thats cool."

"When can you start?"

"Saturday." Today is Wednesday meaning I'd have 3 days to sober up before work. I went to a killer party last night and I took a few pills before I got here so I wouldn't seem so wasted. I love the feeling of hangovers. Drugs, sex, and booze were my only release when I lived with my parents. They were fucking awful, abusive pieces of shit. I love life now. I can do whatever the hell and want and no one can do a thing about it.

"Ok. I'll see you then." I never even got the womans name but fuck that. I get up and walk to my car. Driving back to my apartment I decide to pick up a few things.

"Hey Jacob I need some stuff." Jacob is one of my main dealers. I met him at a party and he's who I come to everytime I need something.

"What do you need."

"How about some pot."

"Yeah I got you. $50 even." He says handing me a small Ziploc bag.

"Fuck. I'm short 10."

"That's fine." Jacob wraps a hand around my waist and kisses my neck. He knows one of my other addictions. Sex. I fucked a lot of guys back home and I wasn't ashamed. Being the school slut had its perks.

"Hey. I gotta get out of here."

"Alright." Pulling away from me. "I'll see you some other time."

I walk back out my car with my bag and drive to my apartment. I live in these shitty ass apartments. The building has 17 floors and is shaped like a giant cereal box. The apartments are all either 1 or 4 bedrooms with a bathroom and the basic kitchen stuff. I only pay $200 to be on the 2nd floor so it's pretty decent. However the building and the furniture that came with it is out dated and gross. I get out of my car and walk into the lobby.

"Sup Lissa." Yells Marina. Marina is the head desk person.

"Sup." I keep walking toward the elevator and push 2. I reach my floor and walk across the hall. I open my door and throw my baggy into the dresser next to my bed in my bedroom. No one new ever moves into the building which is pretty shitty for me because I never get any new fuck buddies. I have slept with 80% of the guys in the building. I walk into my living room and then out to my balcony. Sydney is a lot better than fucking Cheyenne, Wyoming. Wyoming is basically a wasteland and there are less people there then in Rhode Island. I look over at the city and I can see skyscrapers, the ocean, and some weird shaped white and black buidling.

"Dude what the fuck."

"You're gonna drop it!"

"Shut up I know what I'm doing."

I hear a medley of voices outside my apartment and hate it when people are loud. I open my door and see four guys about my age outside.

"What the hell are you assholes doing people live on this floor?" I stare them all down. I must admit though they were really fucking hot.

"We just moved well are moving in. Sorry for the noise." The tall blonde one responds.

"I can see that. Well keep the noise down would you. It's really fucking irritating."

"We will. Oh and I'm Luke." The blonde responds again. "That's Michael." He points to a guy with red hair. "That's Calum." Pointing to a guy with black hair. "And uh that's Ashton." Pointing to a guy with really messy brown hair and a bandana.

"I'm Alissa. I prefer Lissa."

"Alrighty then Lissa. Nice to meet you." Calum says.

"I'm gonna go back in my apartment now. See ya." I walk into my apartment and close the door. That could not have been more awkward. They are all so awkward. I grab out my pot and my pipe. Shoving the pot in I light it, smoke it, and then get in the shower.

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Luke's POV

"Was that girl or was that girl not hot?" Ashton asks.

"I mean she was she just seemed really uptight and thought we were fucking annoying." I reply. She was hot though. She had on this black skirt with fishnets and a sweet Green Day shirt. I wanted to get to know her.

"I think we should invite her over once we get everything situated." Calum suggests looking over at Mikey, Ash, and I.

"Yeah that sounds cool. Maybe we can play some stuff for her." Does Ash honestly think playing our shitty garage band music for her is something she would enjoy. She seems like a girl who listens to like 80s heavy metal or hard rock.

"I don't think we should play just invite her over." I reply. I get up and walk into my room and grab a pen and paper. I jot down the words Our apartment 2H at 7 tonight. We wanna meet you. I get up and start to leave the apartment. Calum says something me before I leave.

"Where are you going?"

"To slide this note under her door inviting her to hang with us."

"Uh ok." I walk into the hallway and down to the apartment across from the elevator 2B. I bend down and slide the note under the door. I turn and around and begin to walk back. I hear her door open and turn around immediately.

"What is this?" She has just a towel wrapped her perfectly tan body. Her hair is wet and she is staring at me.

"Just read it." I walk back to my apartment ignoring her second question which I can't even remember.

Michael looks over at me. "What did she say?"

"I think she's gonna come over."

"What do you mean you think?"

"She didn't say yes or no. Let's just get this place ready for her." I wanted to make a good impression to make up for the kinda crappy one before. I don't know about the other guys. They don't seem to care as much.

"What should we do for food?" Calum asks. He's always been the cook of the four of us.

"I don't know. Pizza." I say.

"What if she doesn't like pizza?"

"What the fuck Calum everyone loves pizza." I go into my bedroom and change out of my sweatpants and hoodie and into some black skinny jeans and a Blink-182 shirt. If she likes Green Day maybe she likes blink. I really don't know. All I know is I want to get to know this girl.