Riley's POV:

"What are you going to wear?" I ask Perrie who is currently sitting on my bed. She looks down at her outfit and chuckles.

"I was thinking this?" She points down to her outfit and I can't help but laugh. "Why don't you wear what you're wearing?" She asks, and I stop rummaging through my closet to glare at her.

"I have to look perfect... This is my first party in forever where I'm pretty fine with my life!" I try to explain, and she gives me a goofy glare.

"Just 'pretty fine?' Not 'extremely happy?'" She asks, and I shrug.

"I just... I want to look perfect, you know? I want to impress people, I want Danny to think I look good, I want people to think--" And then I cut myself off before I finish.

I'm slipping back to my old habits so fast it's actually scary. What other people think is none of my business. What the hell am I doing? The problem is, is that this is like word vomit and I can't stop myself from continuing this little rampage of making everyone like me.

"I just want to look perfect." I sigh, and she nods putting her hands up in defense. I continue searching through my closet until I finally find the perfect outfit and a large smile plasters across my freshly made up face.

"That's the one." Perrie grins, and I nod, sliding it on. I paired the dress with a black leather jacket and some black tights and heels.

"Well?" I ask, twirling around like an idiot.



"It's very Riley, I approve." Perrie giggles, standing up from the bed. "C'mon, let's get going, I'm driving!" She shouts, pulling me down the stairs.

"I thought Zayn was taking us?" I ask, and she stops in her tracks.

"I think that he's going with Louis and the other boys--"

"Other boys?" I ask with annoyance, "Is Harry going to be there?" She gives me a ridiculous grin and rolls her eyes.

"Psssh, no! He's on house arrest, don't worry you're fine." She insisted, pulling me into the car and driving up to Dixie's house.

She was dressed similar to me, but inside my head I knew that I was dressed better. OK, I am becoming a bitch. Stop it Riley, stop it.

"Earth to Riley!" Dixie snapped in my face from the back seat. "I said how do I look?" She asked, and I smiled brightly at her.

"You look great! I love those shoes." I gushed, and she clapped in approval.

"So do you think Danny will make a move tonight?" Dixie asked, and I noticed Perrie tense up beside me... ok?

"I don't know, I'm kinda nervous. Harry and I have only been broken up for less than a week and--"

"C'mon girl, get your head out of your ass and move on! Life is too short to sit around and sulk about Harry... Don't they teach you anything in therapy?" She shakes my shoulders, and I laugh a bit.

"Take all the time you need, Ri. You don't need to move on if you're not ready, besides--"

"She needs to move on, Perrie. I mean seriously, Harry is such a bad influence in her life and--"

"Alright, alright. Enough of that." I demand, and they both shut up. It literally just felt like I had an angel and devil sitting on each of my shoulders, except I can decipher who is each.

"We're here!" Perrie squealed, pulling into the lot of Danny's house. There are already loads and loads of people here, my old people.

The three of us stepped outside Perrie's car and walked inside the house... you could say people were staring. Some were shooting me death glares, others were giving me smiles and some of the guys wouldn't stop looking at me.

"I'm so nervous.." I murmured to myself heading towards the bar with Perrie while Dixie already disappeared with a couple of the dance girls.

"Can I get you a drink?" Danny's voice is soft from behind me. When I turn around, my arms immediately wrap around his, and he does the same.

"You can most definitely get me a drink." I bat my long eye lashes at him as he pulls away and pours me something that smells super strong.

"I'm really glad you came." He smiles, clinking plastic cups with me. He downs his, and I quickly try and do the same but I haven't drank in a while.

"Shit." I giggle, as the burning vodka slips down my throat. "Wanna do another?" I ask, and he nods taking my cup and pouring me a glass.

"You look great, I'm really glad you're back to your old self." Danny smiles and I do the same. We down our next cup, as well as the next three and music starts blaring through his house.

"I fucking love this song!" I squeal with excitement, and he gives me a charming grin.

"Wanna dance?" He asks. I glance around the room and see Perrie greeting Zayn at the door, Dixie chatting with Cody and Nick and Niall is already on a table grinding on some girl from Anatomy.

"Why not?" I slur, taking his hand and leading him to the center of the room where the rest of the people are dancing flirtatiously. Danny and I do the same, except we're laughing hysterically whilst doing it.

I feel free, I feel eccentric, but I also feel... fake? uneasy? I can't come up with the word, but something just doesn't feel right no matter how hard I try to make this go better.

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"Danny, come on!" I coo to him, but he sits down on the chair and shakes his head.

"You're killing me, how can one dance that much? I'll be back in a bit." He laughs, taking a bottle of water and downing it. I look around the room and noticed all the people around me, smiling, dancing and waving. This is it, this is what my life used to be like before Harry moved to town.

I scooped up the bottle of tequila off the counter and poured myself a shot... or three.

"This is medicine for Riley, to make her happy." I said to myself, downing my first one. I'm beyond drunk at this point.

"Wanna take one together?" That voice pierced through me like a fork to heart.

"Seth, please just leave me alone." I groan, shaking my head. I don't feel scared, maybe it's because of the alcohol running through my veins or maybe it's because there are around 100 people here and nothing bad can happen as long as I scream.

"I'm not here to do anything... I just wanted to apologize." He smiles, taking one of my shots and downing it. "I know you know why I did all those horrible things to you." He sighs, and I fiddle around with my third shot glass.

"Is your sister ok now?" I ask, and he nods his head.

"She's alright... Are you ok now?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.

"Like you give a shit." I murmur, taking the other shot and refilling the three glasses. He takes the bottle from my hands tilts my chin up towards him. His cold fingers send my body into protection mode and I quickly swat his hand away.

"I care about you Riley... Let me make it up to you? I only did those things to you because Harry was a monster to my sister and even worse to Eric... payback is a bitch." He sighs, and I blink away the tears in my eyes.

"You can't make it up to me. I get why you wanted payback, I get it. I just wish you went about it differently, or didn't do those things to hurt me." I sigh, turning on my heels to walk away before he grabs my wrist.

"Harry is no better, you know that don't you?" He asks, and I nod slowly. "Look Riley, the difference between him and I is that I know I was wrong and he won't admit it... Please, let's just dance to one song?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.

"Seth..."

"C'mon, I'm apologizing and I know that you love this song--"

"If it will make you leave me alone, then fine." I groan, taking his hand and leading him to the floor.

My drunk mind is reeling and I block out any thoughts of danger or fear. One dance won't kill me, right? One dance with Seth, my rapist and the boy who humiliated me as payback to my ex boyfriend won't hurt me, right?

I know I'm wrong. I know it, he knows it and everyone else in the room knows it.

"Ok, that's enough." I stutter halfway through the song and removing his hands from my waist. I quickly walk towards the nearest person I recognize, which happens to be Danny.

"Danny, can you please kick Seth out of here?" He asks, and I notice he's much more drunk than I realize.

"He's not bothering anyone, relax Ri! Live a little." He laughs and continues his conversation with another hockey player. I keep walking through the house with Seth hot on my trail, and find a bathroom. As I fiddle with the lock, it shoves open and Seth enters inside.

"Stop denying that you don't feel this chemistry between us." He whispers in my ear, hiking up my dress to my thighs.

I decide this could go either horribly like it did last time, or I could play along for a little while and wait to be rescued.

"I'm done denying it, I want you." I whisper, and he smashes his lips to mine, hard. Through the kisses, I realize he's a lot bigger than I thought he was and I can't just push him off and escape.

"Fuck Riley..." He groans, flipping me so I'm on the other direction of the room.

This is not going how I imagined, and I can't help but want someone to walk in and save me... Liam, Niall, Danny... anyone.

But as the heated making out continues, nobody comes to the door, and I'm left going nuts and internally screaming at myself for letting this happen.

Falling back into the old me was the worst idea possible, and now I have no escape.

Notes

This was sort of a long chapter haha...

so is Riley going to be saved, or will history repeat itself?

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