"Ellie!" I screamed from my bedroom.
"What do you want?"
"Did you take my purple tank again?"
"Um... no," Her voice quivered.
"Oh my god you did! Where is it Ellie! I know you have it." I screamed storming into her room.
In that moment I could see my little sister trying to get a big red stain from the right side of my purple tank top. What did she spill? Oh my gosh is that blood? "Ellie! What the fuck!"
"You need to knock before you enter my room Skylar!"
"Oh bite me Ellie, what are you doing with my shirt! You didn't even ask! And now you've ruined it" I say looking down on a smeared red splotch. "What even is that?"
"Caitlyn and I went for lunch yesterday and I might've dropped my pasta on it..."
"You're absolutely ridiculous. I needed to where that tonight! Im going to see West!"
"Oh boo hoo, you can wear something else. Whatever you're wearing will probably end up on the floor anyway."
"Goddammit Ellie" I yelled walking out of her room. She is such a pain in my ass. Why couldn't I have been blessed by being an only child.
Now having to rethink my whole outfit for tonight, the only thing I could think about doing is calling my best friend Ashley for some advice. "Hey ash!"
"Sky!!" she squealed hurting my ear.
"Omg you cant believe what my sister did, she ruined my favorite tank top and then didn't even apologize. She's such a fucking brat."
"Why can't she just ever admit she did something wrong?"
"Because she's a bitch."I snarled.
"Haha, you two will work it out one day" she giggled.
"I honestly doubt it. We are complete opposites."
"Hey opposites attract don't they?"
"That's just a myth." I sighed. Trying to remember why I called Ashley, even though hearing her voice always cheers me up I finally got on with it. "Ash I really need to find an outfit for tonight, I'm trying to surprise West because he's been gone for a week with his family and i want him to remember why he missed me."
"I see, do you want something sexy or something like 'im sexy without having to show too much skin'",
"Well imagining that this night goes as plan, Ill need something sexy to really get it going."
"Oh well then obviously you should wear your Brandy Melville black dress and your Steve Madden bootie heels with the fringe! Also grab your light lavender BP cardigan for a pop of color."
"Damn you really had the perfect outfit in your mind didn't you?"
"Of course I did"I could almost hear Ash smiling very proud through the phone.
"You're always a life saver Ash, I gotta go. Talk to you later!"
"Alright see ya!"
Immediately after I hung up the phone I sprinted around my room trying to find all the clothes Ashley described. I only had 45 minutes before West said he would be home and I still have to do my hair and makeup! I really want everything to be perfect for tonight.
After curling my dark brown hair, I moved on to my makeup. I have pretty clear skin, so after a light powder I moved onto my eyes. I have weird grey eyes so putting eyeliner on always makes them seem more interesting. I decided to do a little wing to be more sexier. I was so excited to see West my heart physically hurt. We have been dating for a little more then a year and our relationship seems to only be getting stronger. He's so caring and so funny. He's also a total jock, which is awesome because I am a cheerleader and a soccer player. He gets to cheer me on, on the soccer field and since I'm a cheerleader I get to cheer him on while he runs the football field as the quarterback. He was every girls dream, and my reality.
After I said goodbye to my overbearing parents I grabbed my keys and hopped into my Chevy Malibu my parents had blessed me with this year for my 17th birthday. As I was driving to West's house I began to feel a little bit nervous. I'm not sure if it was because its been a while since I saw him or if something was wrong. As I pulled up to his house there was another car in the driveway. The Millers must have guests over. Good thing I checked with Wests mom first before coming over, just to make sure I wouldn't be interrupting anything. I entered his house as his younger brother Toby let me in. I was about to enter West's room when I heard somebody else in there. It sounded like a girls laugh. I quickly opened the door to only find my beloved boyfriend kissing a girl I have never seen. "W-West?" I trembled with tears in my eyes. West quickly looked up and his eyes went big.
"Skylar!"
Before waiting for him to make up an excuse or try and apologize I ran out of his room and out the door.
"Sky! Wait! I want to talk to you about this! I'm so sorry! Babe!" He yelled chasing after me. Shoutout to Ashley for making me wear these ridiculously high boot heels that are impossible to run away in. He grabbed my wrist. "Let go of me you son of a bitch! Don't ever touch me again! I trusted you, I thought we loved each other. And now this?" I cried.
"We do love each other! Skylar I'm so sorry."
"Thats all you have to say? All you have to say is I'm sorry? You're ridiculous." I yelled in his face while getting in my car and driving away.
After 20 minutes of crying in my car in the Costco parking lot, I decided to just drive. I drove and drove and drove for at least an hour until I realized I had drove to L.A. What am I gonna do here. I checked my wallet and remembered I had a fake I.D. I could really use a drink right now. I looked in my mirror and fixed my makeup. I thought to myself 'I could pass as 21'. I drove to the nearest bar and hoped that this would work. I walked into a place called Ziggys. It looked really nice, it might be easier to get caught but honestly I don't give a fuck.
I walked in trying to stay calm. There were a good size amount of people in the bar. I went straight to the nearest bar stool and asked for 2 shots of tequila. The bartender looked me up and down and finally asked for some I.D. He looked at my I.D. that told him I had turned 21 on February 5th. Luckily it was July 22nd. I was apparently from Seattle, Washington. He sighed probably knowing it was fake but gave me the shots any way. I downed them in 30 seconds and then immediately asked for 2 more. Shit, I was gonna fuck up tonight.
5 shots in I was really feeling it and decided to rest a bit with an ice cold beer. Gosh I love alcohol. West never let me drink at parties because he was such a goodie goodie. Except with girls, he is such a fucker with girls. But when I was with Ashley, we always got fucked. And I always had the best time with her. So fuck West, I don't need him.
It was quite boring being this drunk without anybody. It was sort of depressing. The bartender ignored me every time I tried to make conversation with him and everyone else was sipping their boring ass martinis with their boring ass friends. I was thinking about calling a taxi because I was clearly way too drunk to drive an hour home, that is until a green eyed curly haired boy walked in. Fuck he was hot. He looked strangely pissed off. Wait... Oh my god! He's Harry Styles! From One Direction! I never really was a fan but my sister was so she would totally be freaking the fuck out if she found out I saw him. I tried not to act like I noticed him until my drunk self took control and walked over to him. "Hi" I said probably way too overbearingly.
"Hi" he said looking a little confused.
"My name is Skylar Henry and I think you're really hot." What the hell am I doing.
"Haha, hello Skylar, I'm Harry Styles. And you think I'm hot? Because you aren't too bad yourself" He laughed with his fucking adorable accent.
"Im sorry I just said thatI I think I'm a little drunk" Skylar stop talking. He gave me a huge smile and said "Do you want to get a little more drunk with me?" "What do I have to lose?" I said walking back to the bar.