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Clouded -Chapter 1: Blurred

My mind’s in a blur so I hold it to try to keep it steady and kneel until my ass hits the floor.

A thin stream of light peaks into a nearby window and I breath again when my back touches the side of the restroom sink. My head hearts and my stomach pounds with the floor. Muted music demands to be heard through the thick bathroom wall. I’m in a ran-down looking bathroom, water marks scarring the walls on either side of me.

How the fuck did I end up here?

I’d found my way into a 24 hour party tonight and from what I can remember, I’d made good use of the ‘ladies free before 9’ promotion. A huff of warm air escapes my mouth as I sit there; trying to find a reason to get up-  the world just seems to weigh me too heavily tonight. 

I can feel it pushing again my back as I try to stand and I can hear bones crack under pressure when I finally do. I stumble towards the bathroom door again, holding onto the wall to find my way there. 

The club is just the way I’d left it, bodies merging with bodies, colours and light and the trace  smells of BO and weed in every direction.

I pushed my way through the crowd, swaying away from grinding bodies, just trying to make my way out. Maybe it wouldn’t have been so hard if I weren’t so freaking out of it. 

Strong hands found their way around me and my hips started moving before I could get away; Nice and slow at first, then faster as the music sped up. 

The base vibrated through my bones and the music soaked up into my liver, sending tingles through my body that I hadn’t noticed were just buzzes from my phone. 

“How about I take you home? ” A deep, low whisper called right into my ear. The words seemed disconnected, I couldn’t focus.  All I could hear were the sounds of distant moans creeping through my lips while forge in hands slid across my body. 

Then I couldn’t hear those. Then I was moving. 

So I opened my eyes and saw that someone was pulling me. Pulling me to the exit. 

“What the fuck, Amelia. I’ve been trying to call you for a fucking year! ” He seemed mad. He seemed familiar.  I just stared it the familiar face, then I wasn’t staring at his face, I was staring at his blonde hair and the way it seemed to light at the end, like dynamite. Like fireworks. Like tiny fireworks that lit up the dark night’s sky. 

Then it was all blank.

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Part 2

“Okay,” you say to your friend, pulling the window up before Liam can throw another pebble, “Obviously I have a problem, okay?”

You push your head out and look down at him, smiling softly, then frowning because you get a hold of yourself, “ Liam!” You’re whisper yelling because you have nosey neighbors even though, technically they probably already would have heard him, “ What are you doing here?!? I told you it was over!”

You glance back at your friend, who has her arms crossed and is giving you the worst look you’ve ever seen, then back at Liam.

“Y/N,” he says, lifting the bouquet that he has for you up a little so you can see it, “Come down, I need to talk to you..you know what we have is real…I mean…you told me so yourself..I..Baby, I love you.”

You yell back down at him, flustered, “Liam! I told you that I loved you during SEX! It doesn’t count! …You have to leave! Go away! I can’t deal with this right now!”

You hear your friend behind you mutter something about you being either a psychopath or sociopath and to be honest you don’t really know the difference. 

“I’m not leaving until you admit it, you love me….Now that harry’s found out…we don’t have to hide it anymore! Come down!” he yells to you as you slowly close the window and sink down to the floor, looking up at your friend. You had hope she’d never see you like this.

“So there’s Harry…Niall…and now Liam. 3 guys? You’ve been sleeping with 3 guys?” She puts her hands up to her head and walks away from you, pacing the floor, probably thinking about where you had the time, “I can’t believe what i’m seeing…God tell me theres not another one.”

You looks at her sheepishly and clear your throat, not wanting to answer because whatever you say will definitely make you look worse. You crawl over to your bed and slide under it, trying to hide from the world.

“God you’re such a drama queen, Y/N. Get out here!” 

You see her peek under the bed and hear her groan, “Are there anymore?” 

You look up at the underside of your bed, then cover your face, “There’s one more.”

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You look up at your best friend again, still seated beside your on your bed. Your spoon’s hanging from your mouth as she gives you the most condescending look you’ve ever seen in you life.

“I really can’t believe you right now. You’re actually blushing…you’re actually blushing while texting you boyfriend’s best friend…what the hell, Y/N.”

“Look, you don’t have to make me feel worse about this, okay?! I know, i’ve done some ..horrible things,” you sigh and take the spoon out of you mouth, sticking it into the still full container of ice cream like a white flag, “I just..it didn’t feel like me..it just..I was someone else, looking down at me…and thinking, ‘shit this girl is a slut’.”

Y/B/F/N scoffs and rolls her eyes, “Well I wasn’t going to say it but..there it is.”

You groan and look down at another text rolling in from Niall. 

Baby, please reply to me. Let me come over. We can binge watch Pretty Little Liars..look for clues you missed :(

You sigh and plop back against your pillow, groaning in frustration. You shut your eyes, waiting for another round of sobs to come up when theres a clear clink on your window. You look over just in time to see Y/B/F/N walk over to see what it is. 

“..Dang, is that Niall? Shit, he’s hot…not that i’m condoning this..at all!” she says, stepping back from the window to let you see. You climb off the bed and soft of freeze when you look down at see who’s standing under your window. 

You clear your throat, going red and looking over at y/b/f/n, “Uh..no. That’s not Niall..that’s um…his name is..” you look at the astonished look she’s giving you and for a second, contemplate lying and decide against it, “That’s Liam.”

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