Lola Bradley - Sidemen FF

12.

I stayed inside my room for the entire day, not bothering to leave to get food or drinks; the only time I left the comfort of my bed was to sit on the windowsill with a cigarette in my hand. Eventually the house became silent, signalling that everyone was either recording or fast asleep, 'time to have some fun' I whispered aloud, mischievously grinning at myself in the mirror. I stuffed my phone and money into a rucksack and began to quietly tiptoe down the grand stair case, making sure to make no noise at all- thankfully I had become and expert at this. The front door creaked open as I slithered through the gap, knowing pulling it open even the tiniest bit more would cause a loud creak to echo throughout the large house.

The cold London wind sent shivers down my spine, my warm breath fogging the air around me as I started to wonder down the unfamiliar roads; no particular destination in mind. Eventually, I reached a small set of shops and rushed out from the evening frost into the completely empty Tesco extra, "good evening" the surprisingly cheery worker called as I simply sent a small smile in return. I gently ran my shaking fingers along the rows and rows of alcohol, a grin appearing on my face when I reached the beloved vodka. "Just these two bottles and a pack of 20 superkings please" I asked sweetly, knowing that numerous questions about why a teenage girl was alone buying vodka and cigarettes at midnight on a Tuesday evening. "Tough day huh?" He chuckled, placing the cigarettes on the counter and taking the money from my still frozen hands. "Something like that" I replied, taking my items and and rushing out the shop, my sad lips begging for it's much loved poison.

I slumped my tipsy body onto a moonlit bench, in a small secluded park, amusing myself by flicking my lighter on and off in between large gulps on vodka. "How ironic, I was literally just thinking it would be near impossible to find someone with a lighter at this time, and in this area. You wouldn't mind is I borrowed it would you?" A soft voice asked from above me, as I handed it over I was met with two mesmerising green eyes. "Smoking kills you know" I joked as he efficiently lit the end of his cigarette, taking a long exhale as he did so, "So does sitting alone in a pitch black park drinking vodka" he replied smugly, sitting next to me, "Good job I'm not alone anymore then isn't it?" I slurred, nudging his ribs as he shook his head in amusement. "If you don't want to be alone I guess we better share your alcohol then, wouldn't want you to be the only one drinking" he stated, me now verging on drunk, of course saw having a very attractive new drinking buddy as a fantastic idea. I passed him the half finished glass bottle and he downed a good amount of it without hesitation, "is this where I tell you that I spiked the entire bottle?" I asked, trying to act as serious as possible which was difficult in my current state, "still sounds like a fun way to end the day to me" he chuckled, taking a few more gulps.

"So we appear to have run out of alcohol and the shops are closed, I propose we go back to my house and raid the drink cupboard" I suggested, trying my hardest to sound as enticing as possible but knowing it most likely translated as a drunken slur. "Sounds like a plan baby" he replied as we stood up and started to stumble our way back home, although his company was border line dead and I would much rather be at some crazy party than with a middle class guy stuck in his 'I'm rebelling against my parents because all they do is give me lots of money and privilege' stage, I wanted nothing more than to take him back to the house where I hoped the boys- especially Josh would be looking for me and waiting for me to come home just so I could piss them off with this boy.