Emilys POV.

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Mia ran her fingers through her hair again and smiled in the mirror.

"You look amazing." I sighed. She was beautiful.

"Says you." She laughed.

We grabbed our shoes and walked down the stairs to the front door.

"Hi Emily!" Mia's little sister wrapped herself around my leg, my skirt riding up and showing a bit too much.

"Hey Gemma." I smiled.

"See you later baby girl." Mia hugged the 7 year old before walking out the door. I followed after her.

We only had to walk a couple of streets before we made it to our destination, but we heard it before we saw it. The party was already in full swing. Some girl from schools parents had left for the weekend and she had invited pretty much every single person she knew.

People were on the lawn dancing, drinking and making out. When we walked inside we found out that the girl had an indoor pool, where most of the party was.

"I'm going to go find Josh." She had to yell over the music. I just mouthed back "okay" before walking to the kitchen to get myself a drink.

"Hey baaabe." A slurred voice said in my ear. I turned around to see a boy I didn't recognise.

"Excuse me." I said opening the fridge.

"But babe.." He said grabbing the door to hold himself up.

"Bye." I said winking at him. I laughed as he tumbled to the floor after I shut the fridge door.

I saw Michael and Calum sitting at the dining table with a few others that I didn't know. They were playing some sort of card game so I went over to join them. A few drinks later and I was sitting with a mountain of poker chips on my right side. It turns out Calum is really good at poker.

The party dragged on, it was fairly normal. A drunk girl crying in the corner, people falling over etc. I hadn't seen Mia, Ashton or Luke yet.

Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me through the sea of people to an upstairs room. The whole time I was trying to see who it was, but I couldn't make out the face. Turns out I had had one too many.

I was pushed into a room and the door was shut behind us. Only then did I make out who it was. It was the boy who had fallen over in the kitchen.

"I knoooow you want meeeeee" he dragged out, pushing me onto the large double bed.

"Get off!" I yelled quite loudly. He pinned my arms above my head and crashed his lips onto mine. He tasted over beer. He stuck his tongue into my mouth and I wanted to vomit.

I squirmed under him, trying to break free, but it was no use. He was too strong. He pulled away and I screamed as loud as possible.

"Shut it." He commanded, shoving something into my mouth to stop me from making any sounds.

He sat onto of me and quickly pulled my shirt off. Tears were streaming down my face.

"Please no." I tried to say, but it just came out as what could have been mistaken for a moan.

"You like that?" He chuckled and moved to unclasp my bra. His hands fumbled behind my back and I was praying to god someone would walk in. He undid it and pinned my arms up again so I couldn't move myself.

I thrashed violently anyway, trying to get away, but he carried on. He slowly removed my skirt, leaving me nearly naked. I was sobbing heavily by now.

The door flew open and Ashton stood in the doorway looking angry. He grabbed the boy by his shirt collar and tugged him off the bed with such force that he was thrown against the wall. He lifted his leg and dug it hard into the boys stomach and he crawled away, out of the room. Ashton shut the door behind us.

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