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Suffocating

*Willows POV*

"Will are ye ready?" Dans voice shouts up from down the stairs.

"Yeah I'm coming," I say giving my lips a final touch of gloss. I look at myself in the full length mirror.

A girl peers back at me, a beautiful girl, a girl who I never knew existed. Her vivid auburn mess of curls is pinned up with a black velvet ribbon. Her cheeks are tainted with a little blusher and her full red lipsticked lips contrast with her mottled greeny blue sea eyes. I frown, this isn't me.. It can't be.

"Willow?!" Danny calls impatiently again. Pulling myself together, I tell him I'm coming down. I smooth down my mini black skater dress and rush down the stairs.

"Sorry Dan!"

"Jesus Will! Hurry up! You too-" his eyes suddenly looks up at me in the middle of his sentence his mouth slowly drops forms a perfect 'o' shape.

"What's up? Do I look silly? Dan? Do I?" I self consciously brush my dress down and ruffle my hair between my fingers. Danny just watches me mesmerised.

"You're beautiful," his voice barely whispers and his husky tone sends shivers down my back. Beautiful? He eyes can't leave my face and I hug him giggling slightly. He seems dazed, washed out.

"Dan?" I question pulling away from him because he doesn't hug me back.

He suddenly snaps back to normal, kissing me lightly on the cheek.

"Sorry I wasn't thinking.." He mumbles looking embarrased.

"Don't be sorry about anything, I love you." I reach in for a hug again and he hugs me back this time, he lifts my him and tenderly kisses me. His soft lips are like breathes of life for me, his lips are soft so so soft.

"I love you," his lips brush against mine. We pull apart and I wipe the red lipsticked stains off his lips laughing.

"Might I say that you're looking rather handsome tonight Dan the man," I say wiggling my eyebrows teasingly. But it's true. Dan has raked his hair up into his trademark quiff and has slipped on a tight fitting white shirt. His ebony black hair matches with the colour of the thin cotton shirt, and I can just about make out the outline of his tatoo embroidering his right bicep.

"And might I say that you're looking rather stunning too baby" Dan wiggles his eyebrows copying me and we both burst out into laughter.

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Danny's car pulls up outside Bens house. All the lights in the house are on and throngs of people are pushing their way into the house. Music is turned up to full volume and is blaring out from open doors and windows. Wow.

"Com'on then," Dan helps me out the car and we head towards the house. Glen is leaning on the gate and Marks for his arm draped around his shoulder as he sings loudly and slightly out of tune.

"Jesus, he's drunk already," Danny mutters as we pass through the gate and into the house whilst Glen shouts a greeting of 'HEY,' in our faces. Inside people are dancing and singing loudly and loads of people are already way too drunk. One guy is running around in his boxers kissing everyone whilst glugging down a shot. Danny rolls his eyes and grabs my hands and leads me through to the kitchen.

"Hey Dan!" A guy shouts from behind him. "Glad you could make it!"

"Sup Ben!" Danny manhugs the man and his eyes swivel to me.

"You must be Willow," the guys says, his greeny blue eyes looking at me with a grin.

"Yeah," I reply shyly, looking at Dan for reassurance.

"Hey I'm Ben, the backing drummer. Nice to meet ye." And he pulls me in for a crushing hug. "Drinks are on the table," he adds before sauntering off to talk to a pretty girl and her friends.

"This is crazy," I whisper under my breath. I feel so exposed here, everyone is loud, happy and loose. I'm not sure whether I'm enjoying that feeling of feeling the same or not. I'm not used to it I guess. Just relax Willow.

" I'm gonna go and get some drinks Willow, what do ye want?" Danny shouts over the blaring music.

"Uhm, I don't really drink Dan. Ill just have a coke or something,"

"You sure you don't want a drink?" He says looking at me with puppy eyes.

"Please Willllll, just a small one?"

"Nah," I shout back over the speakers. I have to stand for my reasoning.

"Sorry Dan I'm not in the mood," he just gives me a small smile nods before sauntering off.

Standing alone without Danny makes me feel even more exposed then before, I try to plaster a smile on my face to make it seem like I'm having a great time and that everything is okay.

"Wanna dance pretty gurl?" A voice slurs into my ear and I spin on my heels to come face to face with a beefy guy with no neck.

"Um no thanks," I say backing away. No way.

"Come'on" and he roughly grabs my hands in his chubby clammy ones and puts his hands on my waist forcing me to move along with him.

"No thanks I said!" I try to push him off but he just leans closer, his breath stinking of alcohol.

"You're very pretty you know," he slyly pinches my bum and I shudder. My anger rises and before I know it I knee the guy in the place where it hurts most. He doubles up and pours out a torrent of swear words at me. I shudder and turn my back on him and walk away.

I pick my way though doorways blocked with couples making out and passed out guys with bottles of whiskey in their hands. Ugh what is everyone doing? This is why I don't do alcohol. Glen is siting on the stairs which some randomer who I've never seen before kissing her passionately and running his hands though her hair. Mark? Where is Mark? I walk over to Glen and kick his bum with my black stiletto.

"Glen." I say matter of factly.

He pulls away reluctantly from the blonde girl and looks up at me.

"Oh hey Will, what's up?"

"Yeah what's up?" The pretty girl snickers giving me the evils. "What's your problem?"

"Um don't worry.." I say rolling my eyes and the blonde girl places her lips back onto Glens and they carry on kissing like theres no tomorrow. What is wrong with everyone?

I eventually find Mark with bottles of alcohol in his hands and twerking along to the song 'Happy' which is blaring out of the speakers.

"COS IM HAPPY," mark dances along and drunkedly shouts along to the lyrics. No hope there then. I just want to find someone to talk to and be normal with. The bright lights and the defening music makes me feel slightly nauseous.

I try to find the toilet but it's blocked with loads of girls doing their makeup and bitching about a girl who I don't even know.

Fresh air. The idea of just breathing in fresh air just makes me feel better imagining it. The echoing sounds of people voices rush through my head as I feel more and more suffocated in the cramped room. I breathe in sweat alcohol and that metallic taste of loud music and excitement. I just need fresh air. I try to keep myself calm as I make my way towards the door.

Breathe Willow breathe.

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