Harry Styles
"Who's the hottie?" Niall asks as soon as Maria steps away from our eyesight.
"The new maid." I answer him, not because I want to but because I know he is not dropping the subject till he gets what he wants.
"Hot as fuck!" Niall chuckles, throwing me a sly smile, the same one I've known for 20 years, and I roll my eyes. "Fired the preggo girl and put a hot one in her place, nice move, Styles."
"My granny hired her, I wasn't even aware... And don't be a pig."
"Don't pretend you didn't see that rear, mate." Niall winks, making the three girls I don't know the name giggle from the pool.
Very nice, ladies.
"She has good taste in music." I tell him, nonchalantly, the only thing about Maria Eduarda I know of, or that I find vaguely interesting.
"Not the taste I'm interested in." Niall snickers, giving me a wink, followed by a cock of his eyebrows.
"You're disgusting." I roll my eyes, turning my attention back to the blunt between my fingers and bringing it to my lips so I can inhale the poisonous smoke, filling my lungs with the so-called drug that seems to be the only source of joy in an empty life.
Niall says something, Mitch and Sarah laughing along with him, as well as the girls I don't even know the names of, but somehow are just chilling by my pool anyway, which I'm sure will give Chloe a reason to bitch about when she arrives.
Exhaling the smoke, I watch it circling in the air and hovering to the sky above me, slowly crumbling till it disappears right in front of my eyes, ceasing its existence after fulfilling the only goal that plant had one day - to get me high.
I can barely hear the voices around me, talking excitedly about some subject I don't care about. The sun is still hot in the sky, not burning like it was earlier but warm enough to make my long hair stick to the nape of my neck. Sticking the blunt between my lips, I raise my hands to make a bun, taking another hit from the cigarette. Niall and Mitch are sharing another joint, so I can enjoy this one all by myself - which is only fair, considering I'm the one paying for this shit anyway.
Suddenly, there's a commotion, pulling me out of my own mind. I look around, my eyes focusing on the reason for all the noise - Chloe, stepping out of the house with a bottle of wine in her hands, Daniel following her with two more bottles and a six pack of beer.
Good.
Sarah jumps from Mitch's lap, going to hug Chloe first and whispering something in her ear, both girls giggling. Daniel circles then, putting down the booze over the table and going to say hi to Niall, then Mitch, then the girls. Sarah grabs Chloe's hand, pulling her to inside the house, before my fiance has the chance to say hi to me or the other people here.
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salvia. [h.s. AU]
FanficMiami, 1997. Sunny skies and bright lights Sad vibes and dark nights Crashing In perfect synchrony *** she found the colors to paint him where the world had left him gray (a t t i cu s) *** Mature and explicit content. Read it at your own risk.