Animal Attraction

The joint managed to calm me down completely. All of my worries just disappeared into nothing, which was really just what I needed. I had been stressing so much lately, and again, Fire knew how to get rid of it. It was times like these that I became surprised that I was more into alcohol than drugs… But every celebrity has their own escape, I guess.

My phone went off when I was outside with everyone. Excited that it could be Olli, I whipped it out and clicked read as fast as I could, but it was only Chris telling me he’d seen what I did last night and wasn’t happy. He’d need a cover story ASAP to try to save me from more people thinking I needed rehab and that I shouldn’t be performing or being a role model. Personally, I didn’t give a shit what people thought of me, just as long as they liked my music, and that they should worry about their own personal lives and not mine, but I could never argue with Chris. So I ignored the text. I’d let him know once Olli got back to me. After a while, I got sick of watching E! and waiting for him to text back, so, leaving my phone on my seat, I got up and ordered room service; a bottle of their best red wine. It arrived quickly after I had called, so I grabbed the bottle and opened it, sculling as much as I could manage from the bottle. My thoughts had eaten away at me as I did nothing and now the weed wasn’t enough. I needed my medication.

“This is not going to end well, Angel,” Scream commented as I sat on my bed, propping myself up on the comfortable pillows.

“It already hasn’t!” I exclaimed. “I finally actually kinda like a guy, and then I just throw away the possibility of a future with him over one good night!”

“Sounds like something I’d do…” she muttered while I drank more.

“I just regret not even knowing if there is something there, you know? There could easily be nothing, but what if there is a spark? What is it’s something special? I just feel like I’ll never know now, and it sucks!” I said, my voice continuing to get louder as I spoke. I swore a few times in between drinking more wine.

“Whose phone is that?” Fire suddenly questioned and Scream muted the TV. There was a faint vibrating noise, which Fire soon discovered was my phone. “Unknown number.” She chucked it onto my bed and I answered it.

“Yellow?” I slurred before falling sideways onto the bed, somehow keeping the bottle upright. The no food in my stomach was helping its effects to happen earlier, and I liked it.

“Angel? Are you okay?” the accented voice asked as more of the effects of the wine slowly washed over me.

“Um, who is this?” I asked after a pause of me trying to recognise the slightly static voice.

“Olli. Are you okay? You don’t sound very good…” I covered the phone and squealed at my girls.

“Oh my God! It’s him!” I exclaimed, my eyes as wide as ever. “Oh God, what do I say? I’ve been such a bitch, and he’s so cool and nice… What do I do?”

“Calm down for a start?” Fire suggested and Scream chuckled.

“Apologise, perhaps?” Scream added. I paused to think about it and looked up at the decorated ceiling to search for the right words. Then, I pressed my phone to the side of my face to say the words, but realised the call was no longer in progress.

“Fuck, he hung up,” I mumbled before throwing my phone away. Olli clearly didn’t want me. This was pointless. It was too late. I’d ruined everything. I lied back down on the bed and continued to drink, my friends ignoring me and my state. I just needed to go home. Just rest and not freak out about little things that are irrelevant. Starr and Hessu came back inside, looking as happy as ever. I’ll admit it; I was super jealous…

“We’re off to lunch now. Angel, please be sensible,” she said kindly, giving me a concerned look. I dismissed her comment with a flick of my hand and they left silently.

“Food actually sounds quite good. Wanna get some with me?” Scream suggested to Fire, who agreed, so they left too. Alone again. How freakin’ typical… I was always so alone… I heard the door reopen as I finished off the bottle, holding it up and trying to balance it on my mouth as I got the last few drops out as I wondered if Scream had forgotten her wallet as per usual. I needed everything I could to numb myself from my pain of Olli. But then I heard his laugh.

“Are you serious?” his voice said from not that far away from me. I almost dropped the bottle on my face from the shock as I tried to look at him. There he was, shutting the door behind himself before walking to me, looking super hot. I bit my bottom lip as he came over to my bed, but then changed my expression to puppy dog eyes as I felt guilty for how I acted earlier.

“I am so sorry…” I mumbled as he took the bottle away from me and put it elsewhere. Then, Olli sat down on the bed in front of me, crossing his legs, then taking my hands in his.

“I really want to talk to you, but I want you sober, okay? So, I’m gonna get you some water, order some nice food, and we can have that lunch you wanted, okay?” he suggested in probably the most sweet and caring voice I’ve ever heard.

“Or we could just have sex…” I suggest and raised my eyebrows. He laughed at leaned in so close to my lips, teasing me as I felt his breath on my face. I inhaled that crazy scent of his and felt the butterflies racing in my stomach. Oh I wanted him so bad….