chapter 3

I eventually picked out a hoodie gown and a pair of sneakers. I had to sneak out of my window to avoid my mum asking me useless questions.

Currently I stood in front of a large house with the door wide open. From the outside you could already see what the inside had in store for us. I saw a naked guy screaming on top of the roof with a bottle of hennessy in his hand. I looked at Charlie and she shrugged.

"Normal stuff" she mouthed to me.

We proceeded into the house and my ear drums were immediately flattened by the loud music. I put my hands over my ears but it wasn't making things any better.

Out of nowhere a drunk guy ran up to me and tried to kiss me. My reflexes made me kick him in the balls. I knew that as a guy's weak spot.

Charlie burst out in laughter and playfully punched my arm.

"Let's head to the drink bar" she said. I nodded and took her hand to avoid a stupid way of separation.

We walked over to the counter with Carter behind it. Something told me he came here with more of a reason to flirt. We took seats in front of him and he let out a small smirk.

"Two cokes please" Charlie ordered. I nodded in a agreement and took out my phone.

What the fuck. Why is my mum texting me.

I had like twenty missed calls and five texts from her.

"Where are you?"

"Why aren't you picking my calls?"

"Don't tell me you snuck out of the house!"

"Do not allow me to track you down young lady"

"You are grounded for life when you get back"

She sent these an hour ago. What the hell was her fucking problem. Honestly she's really pissed me off tonight.

"Change that coke to vodka" I told Carter. He nodded and went to get our drinks.

"Are you sure about that?" Charlie asked.

"I think it'll be best to drink my night away" I told her and turned my phone off.

Great, now I had something to worry about in the middle of a cool party. That's messed up.

He brought our drinks and winked at me. I rolled my eyes and popped the bottle open. To my surprise I chugged everything down in one go.

Charlie's mouth was left hanging open and I closed it for her. I dropped the bottle on the table and pushed it back to Carter.

"Hit me again"

He raised an eyebrow and took the bottle to the back.

If Margo was here, she would've challenged me to a drink off. But Doza would've dragged me away from the counter while I sang ariana grande's 'one last time'

Charlie just stared at me probably regretting coming here with an upcoming drunkard.

Carter came back with another bottle and handed it to me. This time I chugged everything in three goes and slammed the bottle on the counter nearly breaking it in the process.

"Another?" he raised an eyebrow.

I painfully nodded and passed the bottle to him.

Charlie stood up and grabbed my arm. "I think that's enough for one night" she said.

"C'mon Charles, why you gotta be a debby downer" I said and tried to take my arm out of her grip.

"Because you're gonna get seriously drunk and have a crazy hangover tommorow morning."

"Well that would be my problem, not yours. So just stick around a little"

She groaned and let go of me. Carter came back with two bottles this time just in case I wasn't satisfied.

"I can't believe you're encouraging this Carter" Charlie said with a look of disapproval.

"She's asking for it and it's kinda my job to give it to her"

"Sometimes it's better to do the right thing than what you're assigned to do"

"You know how the saying goes "A guy loves to watch a girl get drunk"

"That's not a saying"

"You're not a saying" he retorted and went to the back.

I was halfway through the second bottle before I collapsed on the floor.

I could already hear Charlie saying I told you so.

She hurried to me and put her arms under my shoulders.

"See what you've caused Carter!" she yelled.

I held the counter for balance and stumbled around.

I fell on the floor and blacked out.

-

"Harlow."

"Harlow."

I shot up from my sleep and got hit with a massive headache.

"Fuck" I cursed out in pain.

I looked to my side and saw Charlie sitting on the bed I was lying on.

"Who's room is this?" I asked her.

"Carter" she replied.

"I don't feel so good" I stated and jumped down from the bed.

I burst out the door with a hand over my mouth. I had no idea where I was going to before I bumped into a guy.

I stumbled back and mercilessly barfed on his shoes. Damn those are designer Jordans.

I looked at him getting ready to give the apology of my life.

"I really like Micheal Jackson" I said and walked away from him.

I could feel the heat of his anger on my back but I chose to ignore it.

I strolled back to Carter's room and met Charlie with her arms crossed.

"You should be thanking me" she said. "Carter would've raped you."

"Thanks. What's the time?" I asked her.

"It's... 2am in the morning"

I quickly grabbed her arm and led her out of the room. "I have school in five hours!" I panicked.

"So do I" Charlie said throwing her arms in the air.

"Yeah, but I'm more relevant and there's no way I'm leaving here without doing something stupid" I said before grabbing a random guy from the crowd and kissing him.

I didn't make it too long so things wouldn't get weird. I pushed him away from me without any word and ran out of the house with Charlie.

-

"My mum is gonna kill me" I whispered as I climbed the ladder to my window.

"Just tell her you were pooping at a gas station because you preferred the bathroom there."

"Pooping for seven hours? Doza would be disappointed in me for lying so stupidly."

I got to my destination and told Charlie goodbye before climbing into my window.

The lights to my room switched on and I met my mum there with pursed lips and her hands on her hips.

"Where did you go?"

"To a party"

"And you're just coming back?"

"Yeah"

"You could've-"

"Gotten raped or gotten kidnapped? Well no I wasn't, so lay off" I said and kicked off my shoes.

"Why would you stay out this late?"

"I got drunk and slept off"

"You got drunk?!"

"Because of you mum. Because of you and your annoying texts. For once in my life I don't wanna worry about you breathing up my neck, I'm no longer a kid for crying out loud"

"But you still act like one"

"Yeah, I admit I'm a bit childish. But if you can't accept the fact I have a to live outside this house, then screw you" I said and took my blanket before walking out of the room.

I guess I'm crashing on the couch tonight.

Me and my mum didn't always get along after my dad died. She takes me for the reason he died and I can't stand her for that.

I fell on the couch and instantly fell asleep.