Hanging out || Zayn & Perrie
Perrie put the vodka bottle down on the nightstand next to her and got up from her bed. She threw her hair up into a messy bun, not bothering to change out of her sweat pants and tank top as she walked…or stumbled out of her room. She grabbed onto the walls as she walked to Zayn’s room, her mind spinning out of control. People passing gave her dirty looks but she didn’t care, she just wanted to go hang out with Zayn.
As she approached his door, she took a second to regain her balance, trying not to be stumbling all over the place when Zayn answered the door. Perrie knocked a few times, taking a deep breath as she waited.
Party Lights||Gunther and Arista
Looking in the mirror hanging next the door, Arista fluffed her mass of blonde curls one last time, finally satisfied with her appearance. Black skinny jeans sat low on her hips, and her red crop top exposed the skin across her lower abdomen, teasing anyone who looked at it. Grabbing her ID and shoving it in her pocket she headed out the door, her red heels clipping along the ground as she walked. Turning around the corner she began walking down the stairs, flouncing slightly as she passed some guy or another, a flirtatious smile playing across her lips. Making her way outside, she felt light goosebumps appear across her pale skin.
Doing her best to ignore it she grabbed the last cigarette out of her pocket and lit it, inhaling deeply as the cancerous smoke flooded into her lungs, immediately providing a rush of warmth to her body. Slowly she exhaled, letting the smoke curl up into the rapidly darkening sky above.Spotting Gunther she made her way over to him, flicking ash onto the ground as she went. Letting the cigarette dangle idly between to fingers she cocked her head to the side, blue eyes gleaming. “I believe you promised me a party.”