EMILY'S POV
It was the same thing every day. Sleep all day due to a hangover then get all dressed up and go to another party. Get drunk. Have sex with a different guy. Anything to get my mind off of Harry. My heart ached but I tried my best washing the pain away by consuming as much alcohol and drugs as I could.
I'm surprised I haven't died yet. I kept getting calls from the boys, Rayne, Eleanor, and Gemma but ignored them because I knew they'd tell me to stop. They were disappointed and considering the paparzzi followed me everywhere snapping pictures of me in Ash's skany dresses.
It's like we were in a parallel universe. Ash was the good girl with the sweet boyfriend who attended classes and got a job while I went to a party every night getting high sleeping with random guys. I was relapsing I just didn't want to accept it.
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Last First Kiss 3 (HS)
Fanfiction****THIS IS THE THIRD BOOK OF LAST FIRST KISS**** Will Emily and Harry be able to fix the damage that has been done?
