clouds // h.s

02

we arrived at the party and there were drunk people all spread around the front yard. cameron parked the car and we both got out "do you have my cigarettes" I asked cameron as we walked towards the house "yeah here" she said and pulled them out of her purse handing them to me. "want to have a quick one with me" I asked her pulling one out of the packet

"nah I'm gonna go find a hot boy" she told me winking. I laughed and shook my head "how are we friends" she laughed along with me "I don't know" she told me kissing my cheek "see you in a few, text me if you need to find me" I nodded at her.

i pouted realising I don't have a lighter for my cigarette, I guess I can't have one now then. I walked inside and saw at least 90 people in the house and probably another 100 outside. I wasn't a party person at all, bad shit happened at parties. but I'm used to them now considering I always have to go with cameron, but i usually just sit outside away from everyone and have a smoke. ive never drank at parties because watching cameron have a hangover in the morning I knew I would regret it.

I took a seat on a couch that had no one on it, thank god. I pulled out my phone and just checked all my social networks. i went on snapchat and took a picture of the party putting the caption "wow fun"

my mother forbid me to have any social media but how can I not, I mean every teenager has it so I can too.

I do indeed come from a rich family, not trying to sound up myself but it's true, my family is very wealthy compared to others. and apparently to my parents being wealthy means to not be a normal teenager going out to parties, drinking, smoking, just having fun in general. my mother makes me stay in the house all day or makes me go out with her to go shopping.

I don't even like the clothes she makes me buy, they are too elegant and old looking for my liking, so this is why I have cameron to take me shopping to shops I want to go to.

god does my mother hate cameron, so so much. every time I have her over mother cringes at the sight of her sometimes. the way she dresses my mother would call "sluty" but really it's just normal clothes a normal teenager would wear. but I think the main thing my mother hates about her is the fact she has tattoos and piercings and dyes her hair constantly. I don't mind it at all, I think she's perfect, especially for me. if I didn't have her I think I would turn out like my mother, crazy.

my father on the other hand does not mind cameron. he is more laid back about most things compared to my mother. so if mum says no to something, I go straight to dad.

"well well well if it isn't misty greyson" I heard an Irish accent say behind me, I turned my head and saw an unfamiliar face he had blonde hair that was in a quiff and ice blue eyes. he was wearing a light grey shirt with black jeans that hung low around his waist. I must say he did look very attractive.

"and you are" I asked him looking up at him, his jaw line was beautiful oh my. he took a seat next to me causing me to move further away from him "niall horan" he told me. I nodded not knowing what to say next. "so what's a snobby rich girl like you doing at a party like this" he snorted taking a sip of his beer. I mouth dropped a bit as he said that. how dare he talk to me like that

"excuse me" I looked at him raising one eyebrow "your excused" he smirked at me. disgusting. I shook my head and stood up "good bye niall horan" I told him before walking off. I still haven't found a damn lighter and I wanted one right now

I went into the kitchen and looked through the draws hoping to find one. "looking for this" I heard the familiar irish accent. I looked up and saw niall with a lighter in his hand, i leaned forward achieving to grab the lighter from his hand but he moved it away from me making me sigh

"may I please have the lighter" I asked him politely "sure" he said and I sighed in relief going to grab at again "but on one condition" he continued and I groaned. jesus christ I just want the lighter. "come play a game with me and my mates" I gulped

"a game?" I asked and he nodded "what game"

"have you heard of 7 minutes in heaven ? probably not because you are so innocent" I gasped at him, I'm not innocent. who am I kidding I kinda am, I don't know anything about "sexual things" I'm 18 and I don't drink or doing anything fun in general.

I blushed looking down knowing he was right. "it's alright misty, there's nothing to be ashamed of. I like them innocent actually" he whispered the last part in my ear. I pushed his chest back causing him to smirk.

he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards a group of people all sitting down "alright let's start" niall said and clapped his hands together

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