PART ONE
"Maby its not my weekend but its gonna be my year" Signing heavily I threw my straighteners across the room cussing at the music coming from my radio.
"Yeah right Alex what the fuck do you know about anything..." Groaning loudly I walked over the room to my now slightly broken straighter and sighed picking them up and placing them gently on the side, crossing the room I took in my appearance in the mirror, half of my mid length ginger hair was kind of straight the other half sticking up in random weird directions, despite the last two hours of my work it would just not go down, then there was the shambles I called my makeup, running down my face at every possible angle in a mixture of weird and wonderful colours if I would have to describe it I would say a rainbow meets a troll doll, anyone would think im going to a fancy dress party.
"Fuck FUCK" Shouting out at the top of my lungs I hurtled some of my make up across the room in even more of an anger, im not normally like this but I guess there's a first for everying, the reason Im acting so crazy? ah that's easy its new years eve and I've been invited to my best friend of practically my entire life's party, the kicker being I've been in love with him for as long as I liked boys, I know what your thinking why not just ask him out right? wrong, he's not just a normal 'bestfriend' He's Jack Barakat, and he's out of my league.
"What's with all the breaking and slamming cussing and HOLY FUCK, its alive" Alex entered my room looking perfect as always in his black American flag skinny jeans and skull t-shirt his hair the prefect blend of messy and styled, after he realised it was me and not some sort of crazy monster he regained his composure and made his face neutral trying not to make me feel any worse..
"What did I say about knocking Alex??" He shook his head and dived down on my bed crossing his legs and tapping the nightstand..
"well hp.. you said to come in whenever I like just as long as your not naked..." I rolled my eyes at my second bestfriend on the entire planet and jumped down on the bed beside him, and his silly nickname for me normally its just Hannah but to Alex and Jack its hp.
"So what's up?" I punched him swiftly in the shoulder and motioned to my face.
"Apart from having the worst day ever and making myself look like a circus clown... not much?" Speaking bitter and sarcastically I did over enthusiastic motions with my hands and gave in falling back onto the bed in defeat.
"Nooo.. you look pretty?" I shook my head and hid my face with a pillow kicking my legs on the bed.
"You always were a shit liar Gaskarth" Alex sighed getting up from the bed and dragging the pillow from my face that was now covered in vast amounts of makeup.
"Fuck why cant I do anything right, im a lame excuse for a fucking girl" Alex having enough of my pity party jumped up from the bed and handed me two things a pack of makeup remover wipes and a brush, silently thanking him I took one of the wipes and cleaned off my face, next I brushed through my hair managing to get it all looking the same... okay that was easy.
"See told you it wasn't that bad, chill please?" I nodded and gave him a quick hug thankful to have him here.
"What are you doing here anyways?" Alex shook his head like he was remembering something and rooted around in his pockets.
"Jack forgot to tell you but Holly's management think tonight would be a perfect opportunity to record for her show, nothing fancy just a few shots of her and him at midnight and some of the beginning of the party" I grunted through my font teeth and Alex gave me an apologetic look leaning in to sympathetically pat my head.
"Im sorry, I tried to talk him out of it but you know what he's like, he would do anything that girl tells him to.." I nodded knowingly and balled up my fists on the blanket cursing her inside my head, that girl was nothing but trouble in a cheap ass peroxide blonde bottle.
