Story of My Life

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9. Chapter 9

"So do you wanna go?" Perrie eagerly asked. I shrugged. She was inviting me to this party a kid in our school is having . I do want to go but I just haven't been in the mood lately. "Can I give you a make over? Please?" Perrie asked. Perrie is your normal girly girl. She always wears dresses. Or girly pants. "Erm i don't-" I started but she cut me off. "Please? I swear I won't go over board Tay." She begs. I sigh but give in. She squealed and grabbed my arm and pulled me to my bedroom.

She took out her make up bag and looked at me. "Hmm." She hummed and dug in her make up bag. "Ah hah." She says as soon as she finds something. She brought out a tweezer and started pulling at my eyebrows. I wince. "Hold still." She mutters. After she was done with my eyebrows. She started with my makeup. She started with the eyeliner then the mascara. Put a little foundation and concealer and added blush onto my cheek. She put some eye shadow and stepped back a little. She nods approvingly.

"Perfect." She goes into my closest and looks into it. "How have you not worn this? It's cute! Not my style but nonetheless cute." She holds out a long sleeve purple dress with a open chest. The dress went up to my thighs. "To short." I mumbled. "Wear tights. Come on." She pulls out some black tights. "Go go" she pushed me towards the restroom so I can change. I sigh. I quickly changed into the dress and tights. She knocks on the door. "You done?" She calls out. "Yup." I looked myself in the mirror. I actually didn't look that bad. I didn't look like a girly girl at all. She opened the door and came with my favorite necklace.

It's a black bead necklace. My dad's mother gave it to me before she passed away. It means a lot. I'd freak if something happened to it. She un clipped it and put it around my neck and clipped it. "You're beautiful. Now come on." She pulled me out the restroom. "I know you hate heals so I got your black boots ready." She gestured to the boots. I quickly slipped them on. "Want me to do your hair?" She asked. But then looked at my hair. "Never mind. It's perfect. I'm jealous of your hair." She commented. I chuckled. "Thank you."

"Let's go." She pulls me out the front door. "Zayn let me borrow his motor cycle. You in?" She asked. The guys weren't gonna come. Well I hope not. Perrie and I just wanted to get away for a while. "Let's do it." I smiled and walked over to Zayn's bike. Perrie hopped on and put on her helmet and handed me Zayn's helmet.

I quickly put it on and hopped behind her wrapping my arms around her waist. She started the motorcycle and drove down the street. If you see Perrie you'd think shes your typical girly girl. But she's more adventurous then you'd expect. She done a wheely and then continued down the rest of the way. I love the adrenaline but I'm gonna kill her for doing this. She stopped shortly and parked a few houses down from where the party is.

"Come on." She hopped off before me and pulled me off and wouldn't let go of my hand. "Perrie. I can walk on my own." I called out. She chuckled. "Whoops I'm sorry." She let go of my arm. We walked into the house and went directly to the kitchen. I don't drink. I've only drank once and that's because I was stressed. I'm never drinking again. I looked for a glass of water. While Perrie looked for a shot of Whiskey I think.

Once she found it. She downed it quickly while I just took a sip of water. "Let's dance. I love this song." It's like she's already drunk. But I know that's her normal personality. I chuckled and followed her to the dance floor that was in the living room. I started dancing to the song 'talk dirty to me' by Jason Derulo. I felt a hand go on my waist. I was pressed up against somebody's body. I looked behind me and there was a boy.

I turned completely around. He was beyond cute. He had black hair that was in a perfect quiff. He had golden brown eyes staring down at me. "Hey beautiful." He murmured. I smelled the alcohol. I blushed and looked down. He picked up my chin. "I'm Calum. What's yours?" He asked. "Taylor." I smiled. "What a lovely name." He said and wrapped a hand around my waist. He had this strange accent. It wasn't an English accent.

"Where are you from. You ain't from here eh?" I asked over the music. I mentally slapped myself once my Canadian side popped out. "Australia. You're not from here either mate". He chuckled. I shook my head. "I'm Canadian." I smiled small. "Let's go somewhere so we can talk." Calum grabbed my hand and pulled me out towards the balcony. I didn't see him grab a bottle of whiskey with 2 cups in till we were outside.

"Want some?" He asked. I wanted to say no. But I didn't wanna look like a party pooper. One won't hurt right? I nodded and he handed me a cup and filled it half ways. Done the same with his. "So Taylor. What is a lovely Canadian lady, like yourself, doing here at a high school party in England?" He asked with an amused expression on his face.

"Well.. I'm in this exchange program in the high school. So I got transferred here." I explained the best I can. He nodded understandingly. "How about you? I'm pretty sure you didn't travel half way around the world just to come to a high school party?" He chuckled and shook his head. "Came to visit my friend Ashton." He says. I nodded. Ashton is this sweet kid in our school. He's half Australian and half British.

"There you are Calum. We're playing truth or dare. Wanna join?" A boy asked. "I'll be there right now Luke." He shooed him away. Luke rolled his eyes and walked back inside. After a while of looking at each other he stood up. "Let's go play." He helped me to my feet. I quickly drank the whiskey in my cup and through it away. I followed Calum into the house towards the living room where the was a huge group of boys in a circle.

Perrie was there. "There you are Tay." She called out. "Look who came." She pointed to the other side of the circle.

Niall, Harry and Louis were there. Zayn was sitting next to Perrie. I'm pretty sure Liam is around there now. I sat next to Luke and Calum. There was a total of 9 people. Most were boys. There was only 3 girls myself included. Ashton grabbed an empty bottle and spun it around. The bottle soon landed on this girl.

I felt a hand on my hand and I jumped a little and looked down. I looked up and saw Calum staring down at me. "Sorry love. Didn't mean to scare you." He chuckled and opened the bottle of whiskey and drank from it. He was just perfect. If I could fall in love by staring at some one. I think I would've been in love by now. I don't know what I'm saying. Don't judge. I felt eyes boring to the side of my head. Harry and Niall were both staring at me intently. Harry and Niall had a red cup in his hand.

"Taylor. Truth or dare?" I snapped back in reality and looked at Ashton. "Erm dare?" I wasn't sure. But I wasn't scared. "I dare you to down that bottle of whiskey." He smirked. "She doesn't drink." I heard Harry's voice call from the other side of the circle. He's always telling me what to do. "It's fine." I grabbed the bottle and downed the foreign liquid. It burned my throat. Thank god Calum almost drank the whole bottle. "That's enough." I heard Louis bark. He pulled the bottle away from me. "I'd expect that from Liam." I chuckled and grabbed the bottle back from him and finished the rest.

"Damn babe." I heard a husky voice from beside me. I looked up into Calums eyes. "Truth or dare Harry?" Somebody asked. I wasn't really paying attention. "Dare." I heard him answer. "Dare you to make out with Molly." My stomach churned. Harry kissing somebody else? Why do I feel jealous? Harry's my best mate. The other girl who I assume is Molly stood up and walked towards Harry and she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her gently. I felt sick. I jumped to my feet quickly. I felt like my knees were gonna give up. "Taylor." I heard multiple calls. I just pushed myself through the crowd of drunk people and walked up the stairs looking for a bathroom.

Is this how it feels to be drunk? Dizzy. Stupid. Sick. Once I found the restroom. I fell on my knees and vomited. I felt a hand pick up my hair. Once I was done puking my lungs out. I looked up to see blue eyes staring back at me. Niall helped me up. I washed my mouth. "Ugh. I don't wanna drink again." I muttered. "Here let me help you." Niall chuckled and helped me to an empty room. I sat on the bed with him next to me. "I'm thirsty. I wanna take this nasty taste out of my mouth." I whined. He handed me a red cup. I shook my head. "I want water Niall." I slurred.

"It is water. I don't drink alcohol." He told me. I stared at him in shock. Aren't Irish people suppose to drink more alcohol then the average human? The room started spinning and my head started aching. "No. Make it stop." I grabbed onto my head. I felt strong arms embrace me. I laid my head on his chest. "You feeling better." Niall mumbled. I shook my head.

"Hurts." I sighed. He pulled away and handed me his cup. "Drink some." He said. I obliged and drank from his cup. I handed it back. Our hands touched for a second as he grabbed the cup. I looked up into his eyes and he was already staring at me. I must've been staring into his eyes for the longest. He started leaning in slowly. So did I. I wasn't gonna stop him. I wanted to feel his lips on mine ever since I developed a crush for him.

His lips soon pressed delicately on mine. It felt simple. Yet I felt a shock. He grabbed my chin and continued kissing me. I got on top of him and straddled him. He pulled away. "Taylor." He breathed out. "Don't. You're intoxicated. I don't wanna take advantage of you." Niall said. I didn't care at the time. He pulled me off and laid me down next to him. I huffed. He kissed my forehead and wrapped an arm around my waist to keep my from squirming. I shut my eyes for a while. "I love you Niall." I mumbled and drifted off to sleep.

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