𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄, johnny orlando

𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

eden

it's been a few hours since talking with the girls and i decided to head over to lauren and johnny's house to get ready since lauren insisted on doing my makeup and hair.

i grabbed the few belongings that i would need for the night since i was sleeping over with lauren and i would end up using most of her stuff anyways. once i was sure i had everything, i left a note for my parents who were going to be out of the house until late that night and quickly locked the door on my way out.

i soon arrived at the orlando household and walked up the path to the front door. i knocked a few times and after a few seconds i heard the faint sound of dogs barking and footsteps approaching the door.

"oh hey eden, what are you doing here?" johnny asks as he opens the door.

"lauren asked me and emily to come over before the party to get ready." i say.

"and here i was thinking you were here to see me." he pouts.

"you're not that lucky, orlando." i joke.

"well you know where lauren's room is so have fun." johnny says.

"thanks," i smile.

i walk past johnny and head upstairs where i can hear lauren and emily laughing about something with music playing in the background. when i open her door i am immediately greeted by emily jumping up and giving me a hug.

"wow you are excited, have you been pregaming?" i laugh.

"no emily just gets really hyped up before parties without the help of alcohol." lauren responds.

"ok so what am i going to be wearing?" i ask lauren as i settle down next to her, laying down on the bed.

"i'm glad you asked." she says, "you will be wearing the outfit that is prepared for you in the bathroom, shoes included, so go change."

i stand up and walk into lauren's en suite bathroom where i find a pair of doc martens next to a black mini dress from princess polly. after a minute or so i am fully dressed and leave the bathroom to show the girls the outfit. as i open the door both of the girls turn their heads toward me and their jaws drop

"damn eden you look hot." emily says.

"you really do." lauren laughs.

"stop it i'm blushing." i say jokingly.

"come on now it's time for hair and makeup." lauren says excitedly.

about forty five minutes later lauren decided that she was finally done with my makeover and went to go tell john that we were ready since he was driving all of us to the party.

"i can't wait to see johnny's reaction when he sees you." emily whispers as we follow lauren downstairs.

i jokingly nudge her shoulder and continue to walk down the stairs hoping not to embarrass myself by tripping. once we get to the foyer i see johnny standing by the door looking down at his phone. he's clad in a pair of jeans and a button up shirt which of course was not buttoned all the way up, showing a small section of his chest. i watch him recognize that we have walked in and look up from his phone, eyes landing directly on me.

"w-wow, eden, you look incredible." he stutters.

"doesn't she?" lauren gushes.

"thanks," i smile, "you don't look to bad yourself."

"well are you three finally ready to go?" he asks.

"so ready," emily responds before rushing to pull me out the door.

"i think you may have just given me whiplash," i say while rubbing the back of my neck.

"sorry," she says insincerely, "but oh my god did you see his face?"

"yes... and?" i question.

"it was priceless." lauren says as she walks up to us.

"it was like he-" emily starts.

"we'll talk about it later, he's right there." i whisper.

"fine," emily says, rolling her eyes.

the car ride was pretty boring seeing as we didn't talk about anything but lauren connected her phone to the car to play music and drown out the awkward silence.

as we approached the house that the party was being hosted at, my jaw dropped. it was practically a mansion. once johnny had parked, the girls pulled me out of the car and rushed me inside.

it was honestly a little overwhelming but i tried to bury my social anxiety as deep down as possible so i wasn't upsetting anyone by being in a bad mood.

we decided to go to the kitchen first. i looked around and realized that most people were acting unbelievably stupid which meant that there was obviously alcohol here.

"do you want something to drink?" lauren asks me.

"um i don't know." i say, unsure.

"don't take this as us trying to pressure you into it or anything but if you do, nothing bad will happen to you. lauren and i don't ever drink enough to the point where we aren't conscious of what we are doing." emily assures me.

"besides, johnny isn't drinking at all and i can guarantee that he will be watching over you the entire party." lauren says.

"ok, why not then." i smile.

"that's the spirit." emily laughs.

after a few drinks us three met up with some of their other friends from school who were surprisingly nice and about thirty minutes later we were all dancing in one of the many living rooms.

i looked around the room and noticed johnny standing with a group of people. as if feeling eyes on him, he looked up from the person he was talking to and his eyes travelled across the room before landing on me,

i saw him cunningly drag his gaze up and down my body before returning to his previous conversation. the action, albeit small, filled my stomach with butterflies. there's just something about him that makes the slightest gesture seem monumental.

a few hours later the party started to die down and we decided it was about time for us to leave. once again, there was nothing but silence throughout the drive but once we got back to the orlando's house emily and lauren immediately started gushing over things that took place at the party.

in my dazed drunken state i just hummed along in agreement every once in a while as us three changed into comfortable clothing which for me was an oversized nirvana t-shirt and a pair of nike pros.

i didn't even bother to remove my makeup before we layed down on lauren's bed and almost instantly fell asleep.