Love Child... //Matty Healy (ON HOLD)

Chapter1-

"you've had enough" Emma complains for the 100th time tonight. 

I roll my eyes at her complaint before finishing the last of the vodka in my glass "same again" i shout over the loud music to the bar tender. Banging the glass on the bar being impatient.

"You can't even stand Ell, Look at yourself" she shouts into my ear. 

I shrug her off, watching, waiting for my drink. I snatch the drink out of his hand before he even has chance to place it down on to the bar. And catch Em out of the corner of my eye, giving him a sympathetic look, on my behalf. 

I don't even care I'm acting a massive bitch. I'm not in the mood to care. Not anymore. Not since i bumped into my ex - of four years - in here, only an hour ago. Strutting around, acting like he's gods gift with his new slut. Obviously trying to make me jealous. Obviously trying to ruin my night.

"You've had enough" Em shouts again, trying to grab the glass from my hand. I turn quickly away from her to stop her "You're too drunk!" she sighs heavily and attempts to take it from me again. 

I know i am. I don't need telling. And i know she's only looking out for me. Knowing what seeing him tonight is doing to me. I should be thankful really that i still have her as a friend. To help me. She's the only friend i really have now. Seeing as my friends were his friends too. Then when he got bored and tempted by the slut he's with tonight - still with now - three months later. Our friends had to choose. Choose who to stay friends with. Obviously it was him. The cool kid. The joker. I'm the loser. Always have been. Always will be.

"Ellise, come on. Lets get you home" Em tries to guide me away from the bar and towards the exit. I know it's because clubs aren't her thing. Not usually mine either. But tonight, I'm celebrating. 

"Then you go" i turn back around to face her, coming to a halt to stop her making me leave. She's starting to bug me! "It's my birthday. God sakes! I can't be too drunk" i shout at her. But the look on her face hits me. Instantly feeling guilty and pissed off at myself "Emma I'm sor-" i attempt to tell her. But she's already took off. Fighting through the crowds of people to leave. 

Well, shit. Guess it's just a party for one then. Happy 19th Ellise!