July 14th

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Chloé's PoV
10 minutes earlier

I woke up with the most horrible headache I've ever had. I didn't remember much from the night before. I still know drinking shots with Kyle though. 'Kyle..' I thought and sighted. I stood up, but suddenly felt like someone was stabbing me in my stomach.
"No, please! No" I whispered. I opened my trashcan and saw.. I guess you know what. And then my memory came back..

*Flashback*

I dragged Kyle to my bed and laid down next to him, placing kisses on his neck and chest. He removed my shirt, and soon we were both naked. Kyle kissed my lips, my neck, my collarbone, my chest, my stomach. He came back to my collarbone and began to suck a little. I moaned loudly.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Kyle asked, breathing heavily.
"Yeah, now shut your mouth and kiss me" and so he did.

*Flashback over*

'So I lost my virginety, drunk, to a member of my favorite band' I thought. 'But maybe he was drunk, too. Maybe he doesn't remember. He surely has one-night-stands more often.'
After I gave myself this little pep-talk, I put on some leggings on and went to the living room.

"I don't love her, I never did!" I heard Kyle shouting. Ouch. I turned around and ran back to 'my' room, and slammed the door. I sat down and felt tears running down my cheeks. He just broke my heart into a million pieces. I grabbed my guitar from the corner of the room and I played some random chords. Suddenly I had an idea. I grabbed my notebook and began to write:

And here I thought we would just be talking
Little did I know
We'd be taking chances in the closet..

You get a little drunk and I let a little loose,
I might as well shut my mouth and have a couple drinks too.
You push me up against the wall, and I can feel your hips in the bittersweet movement of my lips,

We better find a room as we stumbled down the stairs
Everybody knows but we now nobody cares
You shorten my breath and we lay down on the floor
I remember everything but I forget to lock the door..

*AUTOR'S NOTE*
This song is officialy called "Intoxicated I love you" by SayWeCanFly. I do not own any rights of it. You guys should better check this dude out because his songs are truely amazing. I put the song in this chapter. I changed a few words so it would fit in the story. I'm probably going to use more songs of him and say that they're written by Chloé because I'm not this songwriter-type but need some for the story.
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I heard a knock on the door and quickly kicked my notebook under my bed.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT" I shouted.
"Can I come in?" I heard Dan asking.
"Yeah.." I said and Dan came in. He sat down next to me. We were in an awkward silence for minutes.
"So.. Why are you here?" I asked him.
"Uhm, I thought you would want to talk."
"I don't want to ruin your birthday.." I said, but Dan's phone rang.
"Excuse me" He said and walked out. He came back 5 minutes later.
"Uhh, it was Celin. She wants me to come to her house. Now."
"Okay, have fun.." I whispered. I felt tears coming up again. I got up and went to the bathroom. I put my fingers into my throat like I did a hundred times before. I purged and let myself sink down on the floor. I cried more and more. The god damn therapy just didn't work.
"I don't want this anymore" I whispered. I found a razor and put it to my wrist. I cutted myself again and again. My arms and legs were soon covered in deep cuts. I felt dizzy, and suddenly everything went black...

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