The Night Begins
HELLLOOO, this is my first writing so please go easy:)
I am hoping that if people like this that i might post the other parts,
Warning: Swearing
This is a Jeff Wittek Story, on a girl named Iris who is alot younger than him, but he can not help but fall in love with her. Please enjoy!
To be quite honest, she still had no clue how she ended up here. In a House filled with what felt like a million humans; all cramped together, bumping and grinding into each other as the beats of the song played out loud. Iris was quite lucky to find a seat, although she did start to question whether standing would be better than sitting on this what used to be a cream leather sofa, what was now covered in alcohol and god knows what. The party was only a 10 minutes walk from her shared flat with her best mate-Olivia. The small 2 bed house was themed in basic colours of cream and grey, but lit up with the multicoloured light bulb which flashed green, pink. Iris sat there, taking all the scenes in from the beer pong group to the couples making out.
She had noticed her red solo cup was empty along with the bottle of vodka between her fake tanned legs. She wasn’t really paying attention to the brunette lad that was trying his hardest to chat her up. She had lost her blonde best mate around 30 minute ago, when the boy came over to flirt. She knew there was no hope going to find her as Olivia did this at every party, to then be found 1hour later talking to a new friend group she had been socialising with. “I’m going to get a drink” Iris shouted over the music as she stood up and pulled down her skin tight black dress which had gone up from sitting.
“Did you want me to come as well?” he questioned as he was about to stand up.
“Nah” Iris spoke, whilst flicking her long brown hair behind her shoulder.
Walking up to the kitchen Iris noticed Olivia sat on the kitchen work top. “You fucking bitch!” she shouted as she ran up and hugged Olivia, ignoring the group playing beer pong in the middle.
“What? I have been here the whole time” Olivia slurred out; it was evident that she had been drinking a few too many.
“ No you left me on the sofa speaking to that guy a-“
“Ice, I want you to meet David and his mates, they are famous” Olivia practically shouted, but tried to whisper as much as she can in her drunk state the last part.
“Oh hi” Iris waved.
Olivia was a wild child; she was always invited to parties which she dragged Iris too. They had met in the last year of American High school, where Iris transferred to from France. From the first meeting Olivia and Iris become close friends.
Stumbling away from Iris, Olivia had walked into someone, pointing his camera into her faced. Laughing at her drunken actions. Olivia then gave the group a house tour, which was her showing them the kitchen and living room. Although the group couldn’t see much from the crowds or playing coming up to take photos. In the end they ended up in the kitchen drinking, filming and laughing. Olivia was sat up on the kitchens work top chatting to someone called Zane when Iris walked in.
Pointing to each member Olivia tried to name the face.
Jeff was leaning against the fridge, not really paying much attention to what was happening. He popped his head up when hearing his name; only to met eyes with what he believed was the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. He walked over and shake the Brunette-haired girl’s hand,
“Iris” she spoke softly has she shaked his huge hands which seemed to encapsulate her delicate ones. Locking eyes with him seemed to take her breathe causing her to blush. He noticed.
Iris thought to herself, maybe this night was going to end up well.
Olivia then shouted, “Let’s party motherfuckers!” and the night began.
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