1 Going out

"You're coming, and that's final!" Mia declares, I roll my eyes. "Fine." She flicks through her closet, holding out a tight black dress and heels."God! Do you want me to look like a slut?" I say, crossing my arms. Loosen smiles, "No Lottie, I want you to loosen up."Gahh. Does 'loosen up' mean wear tight clothes? No, it doesn't. I angrily snatch the clothes walking to the bathroom. I slide off my jeans and 'Ramones' tshirt, putting on the dress and heels. I open the door, walking out."Hey there sexy!" She laughs, I can't hold back a smile. "Shut up." "Lets go, its already half past 10."

The smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke is deadly- and we weren't even inside. "Mia. Don't get drunk, your my ride." She just smiles. Greeaatt. I'm 18, and I can't drive. I want to, it's just I haven't had time I guess. As we walk in Mia smiles, "Dance babe!" I growl. "I'm going to get some punch." She nods, dancing. She was always dragging me to these stupid parties. I walk through the crowds, until I finally reach the kitchen. Vodka, vodka, beer, tequila, beer. Eww. I finally see punch and grab to cans.

"Nichole." Mia yells, almost crashing into me. "What?!" I stutter. " Javon and Zayn just invited us down." I roll my eyes. "Okay, okay." She lugs me down the stairs, and into a small area. 5 boys, with a few others. And numerous girls. Mia plops next to one immediately. He has curly hair, and is lighting a cigarette. So I can't see his face. The one with a fade and tattoos sits me down, "Guys this is Mia and.." He looks to me, I look around the room. "Nichole." I say, while crossing my arms. He introduces them all. Ray, Joequan, Jackson, himself- Zayn, and Javon. Javon looked like an utter dick. His cocky smirk drove me insane. Javon looks around the room, "Who wants to head to the bedroom?" He smirks in my direction. I roll my eyes. "Me.." A voice says, Mia. "No Mia." I reply. "Don't worry babe, why would I screw her? She's fucking ugly. Look at her." I stand up, "who the fuck are you talking to like that!" I spit. He pushes the girls aside, standing up. He's a good 6 foot, but I don't back down. "What are you going to do about it ?" He hisses, "This." I clear my throat, spitting in his face. The people snicker behind him, "Shut the fuck up!" He growls at them while rubbing of my spit with his hands. I cross my arms, "What are you going to so about that Javon?" I stood tall, though I was quite intimidated. "Do you really want to know?" He spits, with a smirk.

I look him straight in the eye, and notice his dark brown eyes. They were stunning. His lips curled into a devious smirk, and it drove me insane. I feel his eyes looking me from head to toe. His smirk stayed on his lips. I quickly looked down. He laughs, taking his spot on the couch. "Sit down." He demands. Why would I listen to him? My eyes are still glued to the floor. He speaks up, "Sit the hell down!" I look up, "You have no right to tell me what to do!" He smiles, "Don't smile at me you dick!" He laughed knowing exactly how to get under my skin, I turn around seeing Mia being whisked away but Zayn. Great. Just fucking great. His smirk is aimed at me, his eyes looking my body up and down again. "Go fuck yourself." I hiss, walking out the back door.

I find a lamp post behind and alley and lean on it. I was pissed. Does he think he can just mistreat anyone? Maybe he can use all his little sluts, but not me. Who does he think he is? He was just a dick-The rain made everything so blurry, but I swear.. I see a figure. I can, and it's slowly coming my way. Great. Just great. "Nichole?" The familiar voice yells. "Nichole?" I can't put my finger on the voice, the deep raspy tone. Javon. I stand still. "What the fuck are you doing out here? It's 2 am for christ sake!" He shouts. "Why in the hell do you care?" I call, looking through the rain. "I don't want you to get hurt." Was he fucking bipolar? "Just fuck off." I yell. He marches straight up. Grabbing my arm, and yanking be along. I scream, and his hand flies across my mouth. He pushes me into his black SUV, and locks the door. I hit the windows, as he gets in. "This is kidnapping!" I say, he just smiles. "Buckle up."

"At least tell me where the hell we're going.", "My house." I growl. "Your insane." He smirks as we pull into the driveway of a mansion. Woaahh. Is all I can think, he ushers me in. "Why did you bring me here?" I ask, annoyed. "Your parents will think you were studying and you can come to another party." He winks. I laugh, "You'd really think i'd come to another party?" , "Why not?" He asks, "You have got some nerve." I spit, he smirks. Knowing how much it drives me insane." Go get in the shower." I cross my arms, he walks into the kitchen knowing I would follow his order. I sigh, walking up the stairs. I look through the many doors. Finding the bathroom. I strip my wet dress off and get in. The warm water is amazing. I pick up a bottle of Axe and lather my body. And boy is it strong. After I wash, I step out grabbing a white towel. When I walk out I see a pair of sweats, Nike sweatshirt and socks. I slip on the perfect fitting sweats, the large sweatshirt I imagine is his, and the socks and head down stairs."Whose sweats are these, your girlfriends?" I ask, crossing my arms. "One of them." He winks. God, he's such a flirt. I sit down on the edge of the massive couch, I wasn't comfortable in his presence."Relax." He whispers, his large hand lands on my thigh. And I flinch, he chuckles at my sudden movement. I shove his hand off, and he smirks. "Why were you being such a bitch at the party." I hit punch him in the arm hard. "What the hell was that for?" I glare at him as he rubs the spot I punched. He sits back into the couch, waiting for my response."How am I a bitch? By defending my friend?" I ask angrily. He nods crossing his arms. "Why do I even fight with you.." I mumble under my breath. He smiles his cocky smile I can't stand, and he knows it. "Just take me home."

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