31. The rave
"Justin? What's the dress code? Fancy, casual, slutty?" I put the last one on on purpose, knowing Miley. "umm... Miley said casual but a little sexy. I guess." yep I was right. Sexy was the dress code. I wasn't going to turn up to the party in tit stickers like she probably is. I had moved back to Justin's house and kept mine on lease. I looked in my walk-in wardrobe. Hmm I needed something sexy and casual. I decided for the black tight fitted leather disco pants. "check out that ass" Justin called from our bathroom. I pulled out a white belly top that had thick X straps, therefor no cleavage showed. I got out my silver Windsor Smith net shoes that had 4 inch heels. As for makeup; I wore black eyeliner on my bottom waterline and I did wings on my top eyelids with ruby-red lipstick to pull it all together. I straightened my hair. "WOW! Taylor you look hot!" Justin screamed his eyes were about to fall out of their sockets. Justin was wearing black skinny jeans folded up at the bottom, a white V neck T-shirt and black low top Converse. His hair was jelled at the fringe and he was wearing his diamontè earrings. "you look hot to." I smiled as I told him. For some reason, Miley was having her party in Canada. "I'm going to hip in your ca-" Justin cut me off with a kiss. It was a good kiss. His lips filled the shape of mine. I kissed him back. We locked fingers and walked to the car. "ladies first" he said as he opened my door for me. Then pecked my check. We were there in no time. The music was blasting from her house. I looked at Justin as I turned the door handle.... Girls were running around naked, people needed to get a room and the strippers, well they have become rich, if you can imagine. It was awkward at the start of the party. Justin and I didn't know what to do. Finally we got into dancing, then kissing, then kissing on the couch and then we got drunk. Justin I woke up in the morning on a bed with Taylor on top of me. Where was I? I looked around it was a mess. Oh I remember. Miley's party. "taylor. Taylor. Wake up" I was shaking her. She FINALLY got up. "what?" she said in a really tired voice. "we gotta get outta here before we have to help clean up!" It was cold so I took the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around Taylor. She was still half asleep. I Carried her out of the door and put her in my car. She was asleep now.