Once I had heard the door had firmly shut, meaning Mum and Dad were out for their weekly date, I emerged from my room. Peeking out of the doorway and walking down the staircase. I must admit the inside of this house was brilliant. The staircase was large and in the middle of the house. Upstairs there were seven doors, three being Hayden, Mum’s and Dads and my bedroom. One was a movie theatre (which I wasn’t allowed to go in) and the other was a sitting room. It had an oversized desk from one part of the wall to the other with a giant iMac on top. There was a large couch next to the sliding doors which lead out to the patio. The sixth room was a library. I hadn’t been in there yet but I could usually tell it was fucking huge when I walked past it on my way to the bathroom. The last room was the guest bedroom. It had a large, queen size bed in the centre with two bedside tables. A walk in wardrobe was built into the side with a secret door leading into the bathroom in it.

When I walked into the kitchen. Hayden was sitting there with his eyes glued to his phone. Rapidly typing away.

“Watchya doing?” I drawled the last word out. Hayden slightly jumping from my voice.
“Shit Finn don’t do that” He leant against the marble bench top and locked his phone.
“I’m going to a party tonight” He said, running a hand through his hair.

A party? Tonight? But he’s only been what? One week and he’s already going out? Hell no!

“Hayden no! You have to stay and look after me remember?” He groaned. Slapping his hand against his forehead. “You can look after yourself, can’t you? You’re fifteen after all”

I shook my head in disbelief, “You don’t even know anyone at the party!”

He scoffed, “for your information Harry invited me, now go upstairs and do whatever girls do”
I squinted my eyes; of course it had to be Harry. He was the only friend Hayden had. Speaking of Harry, he’d been staring at me quite a lot this past week. I’d be sitting in class trying to do my French revision and I’d have the feeling someone was watching me. I’d spotted his outside the window, sitting on a bench seat and looking at me directly in the eyes. That creepy ass smirk on his face. Every time.

While I was in a mental debate with myself on whether to cry or slap Hayden in the face. A thought popped into my head. “Why don’t you take me with you?” I smiled hopefully.

“No” My smile faltered. A deep scowl emerging onto my face and I clenched my fists before screaming, “Why not!” Hayden angrily sighed. I could see he was getting angry, but I didn’t care.

“Because you’re my little sister”

I laughed sarcastically, “So? No one knows that. No one has to know that. We go there, going our separate ways before anyone can see us. It’s simple”

He shook his head, “What are you going to do? Sit on the couch while people are drinking and dancing and getting high? I don’t want you to have to sit there and witness it”

“I’ll find someone to talk to! C’mon, don’t be a party pooper” I crossed my arms and pouted.
He sighed in defeat, arms slumping and his head resting against the counter top. “Fine. You can come. But I swear to god Finn if I find you drunk on the side of the road I’ll disown you” I squealed and jumped up and down, rushing over to Hayden and embracing him in a hug. “Hey Hey don’t touch me!” He pried my arms off of him, glaring from the side at me.

This was going to be fun.


****


“So, I’ll meet you back at the car in two hours. Mum said she won’t be home until around twelve because she’s out with the Fosters tonight. Make sure you stay away from druggos and don’t let anyone touch you, you hear me?” I nod reassuringly and turn to inspect the house. I could hear the loud bass of some Skrillex song from three houses down. As Hayden and I walked at separate paces, I was the one to enter first. The strong smell of alcohol and the sounds of people talking enveloped my ears. There were red plastic cups strew everywhere. A couple making out on the front porch. I cringed. Walking away from the pathway and round the side of the house.

I walked into the backyard. A sea of people jumping in and out of the large pool while others were inappropriately grinding on one another. I had to admit, the house was pretty huge – but not as big as mine.

“Finn?” A girly voice called out. “Finn! Over here!” It shouted and I whipped my head around to see…Eleanor?

‘Eleanor? What are you doing here?”

She seemed out of breath. “My brother’s house party, this is my house” She smiled as I examined her outfit. She was wearing a way too revealing black skin tight dress with a pair of white heels. Her hair was down and curled but it went straight at the ends.

“So what brings you here?” She queried. I shrugged; taking the cup of what was supposedly lemonade out of her hand. “Hayden wanted to come, and I couldn’t stay home alone so... Here I am” I laughed nervously.

“Ahh, so you’re by yourself? You can hang out with me” She extended her arm and I took it as she guided us through the sea of people and into the house. The atmosphere was thick. Sweaty bodies moving against each other everywhere. Red cups and beer bottles piled up onto the counter. But before I could look even more I was whisked away by Eleanor and down the hallway. She took a key out of her bra and pushed it into the lock. Twisting the knob before opening the door and moving in. Me following closely behind. Once we were both in, she turned around and locked the door again. She switched on the lights to reveal a basement.

“This is my room” She said, gesturing with her hand to the bottom of the stairs. I stumbled down them, amazed at what I saw. It was like her own secluded little part of the house. A massive bed with an even bigger bathroom, a TV mounted to the wall which was in front of the two couches and coffee table.

“Wow…” Was all I could say. Posters filled the purple walls. Photos of friends and what I supposed was family hanging up as well.

“This is where I come to escape when Declan has parties. No one can get in because I lock the door. I usually just sit around and watch movies all night” she chuckled.

Silence filled the air as no one had anything to speak about. I was too busy staring at her room with my eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.

“So, do you wanna watch a movie?” She asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah yeah, sure” I smiled, walking over to the couch and plopping myself onto one of them while Eleanor did the other.

****

“I’m hungry” I moaned, rolling onto my side at Eleanor.

“There’s food in the fridge, you know where that is right?” I nodded and stood up, “Anything you want?”

“Nah, I’m fine” I nodded once again and started walking towards the stairs. I pulled the key off of the hanger and walked up the stairs. The old wooden floorboards creaky with every step. Jeez I’m not that fat. I thought as I unlocked the door. I walked outside and into the party again. Swiftly shutting the door and locking it before putting the key in the pocket of my jeans. I moved down the hallway, gliding past bodies and stumbling over a few beer bottles. Once I had reached the living room- which was still packed- I looked around to see where the kitchen was. I had forgotten which way we came from earlier, so it was hard. I had finally found the entrance to the kitchen and started making my way over to the door. But before I could move any further, a pair of arms snaked around my waist and I instantly froze.

“Hey Finny…” The voice called. It was a boy, defiantly. “Surprise to see you here” His husky voice croaked. His chin rested on my shoulder, and his hair tickled my cheek. I looked down to see wild brown curls.

It was Harry.

“Harry…g-go a-away” I gulped.

“C’mon Finny, have fun” His front was pressed firmly against my back, swaying us side to side with the music.

“Harry, let go” I tried to rip his hands off but he wouldn’t let go. He didn’t even bother to listen to me, he only kept on talking. “I like you” He stated simply. A slight pang of nervousness sparked inside me. “You seem different, and I think about you. How it would be to kiss you, how it would be to-“His words were cut short as he traced the band of my shorts. I gasped, leaning away from his touch resulting in him moving closer.

“S-stop” I whimpered. He spun me around to meet his face. His hair was messily sticking up and his eyes were bloodshot. He reeked of alcohol, white dust underneath his nose.
I halted my actions. Did he…?

He grabbed at my hips, roughly tugging my against him. “Dance with me” He ordered. I pulled back abruptly. “No” He whipped his head around. His eyes turning a shade of black, he moved forward, resulting in my back hitting a wall. “Dance. With. Me.” He growled and I cowered back. I didn’t want to upset him even more so I just went with it. Praying to God Eleanor would come out and find me.

He roughly tugged my arm positioning it around his neck as his arms went to my hips. I must tell you that I literally have no idea how to even dance so I looked like an awkward cow. He grunted. Sliding a leg between mine and moving his hips into mine. The feeling felt weird. His crotch was dangerously close to mine, and I was starting to panic. “Move” He growled again, furrowing his eyebrows and pressing his forehead against mine. “Move or I’ll make you”

I decided to start moving my hips, both of our bodies crashing against one another causing him to groan. His breathes were getting heavy as my knee rubbed up against him. “Fuck, keep going” He moaned into my ear. His forehead resting against my shoulder as he pulled and pushed his fingers into my hips. I winced, sure that he would leave a bruise there tomorrow.

I was on the verge of crying for three reasons. One being that his fucking druggo decides to grope me and orders me to dance with him. Two, He’s snorted something and God knows what he would do. And Three, I just wanna go home.

But it was as if the holy heavens opened and Harry was yanked away from me, my head was spinning and all I could see were people falling to the ground. I blinked a few times, readjusting my eyesight.

“That’s my sister you dick!” My brother screamed and took a fist to Harry’s jaw. Harry fought back grabbing my brother by the collar and rolling over, only to kick Hayden in the stomach, causing him to groan in pain.

“Stop, Stop!” Eleanor ran into the room, great timing. Grabbing her brother who pulled Harry and Hayden apart.

“What the fuck was that Harry? My Goddamn sister!” Hayden screamed in his face. He pulled me by the arm and behind him.

“She was enjoying it” Harry slurred. Whipping his face with his hands.

“You were molesting her” Hayden growled. Balling his hands into fists. His eye was twitching, and it only did that when he was pissed off.

And I mean really pissed off.

“Alright boys, I think it’s time for you to go home” Declan put and arm around Hayden shoulder, Hayden just nodded, grabbing onto my hand before I could say goodbye to Eleanor.

He dragged me all the way to the car, opening the driver’s side door as we both go in. Forgetting about his seatbelt and making the engine roar to life.

He sped down the road. I had to hold onto the side of the chair just in case I flung out the window.

We abruptly stopped. Hayden turned the car off and turned to face me. Looking me dead in the eyes.

“Don’t go near him, don’t talk to him, and don’t look at him”

And for the first time that night. I wanted to hug my brother.

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