Abby's prom dress looks like the pictures above :)
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The rest of the day is a blur. Finally, the last bell rings and Charlotte and I drive over to my house so I can get my stuff.
"Abigail, what are you doing home on a Friday night?" My dad asks.
"I'm just getting my stuff for prom," I say and head up to my room, grabbing my dress and my makeup bag.
I know usually parents like to get pictures of us on prom night with our dates, but not mine. Mine could care less. I walk back down the stairs.
"Wait. It's prom night?" My dad asks.
I nod, waiting for his response.
"Okay... well have fun. Make sure you get some pictures," he says.
I go out the door and get into Charlotte's car.
"Let's go," I say and she hits the gas.
We get to her house and go into her room and close the door.
"I get bathroom first!" I shout and she sticks her tongue out at me. I laugh and close the door. I take off my clothes and pull on the dress. I hear a buzz and I smile when I see Niall's name on the screen.
"Hello?" I answer, smiling.
"Hey Abby," he says. That was weird. He never calls me Abby. It's usually 'hey babe'.
"Hi... Um what's up?" I ask
"I can't go to prom tonight. Something came up," he blurts.
My heart literally stops. He can't not go to prom.
"What?"
"I think you heard me."
"I did, but why?" I'm freaking out. I don't have a date for prom.
"Um... I have to babysit my little sister," he says.
"And you couldn't get a sitter?" I am really mad. I am fuming.
Wait, he doesn't have a sister??
"Uh no. Everyone's out on a Friday night."
"You don't have a sister," I say slowly.
"Yeah I do..." He mumble.
"NO YOU TOLD ME YOUR THE THE OBLY KID IN YOUR FAMILY!" I shout.
"Abby..."
"I WANT THE TRUTH. WHY CANT YOU GO TO PROM WITH ME?! WE'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS EVER SINCE WE'VE BEEN DATING!"
"FINE YOU WANT THE TRUTH?" He's yelling now too. "THERES ANOTHER GIRL." And with that he hangs up. It takes a moment to process his words. There's another girl. I sit down on the toilet and start crying. What did I do to deserve this? Why couldn't he have broken up with me earlier? Then I could've at least had time to find someone.
"Abby? You okay in there?" Charlotte asks and I get up and open the door.
"Oh my god what happened?" She hugs me and I gladly accept her embrace.
"Ni- Niall, he broke-" I can't say it.
"Aw, Abs. Did he break up with you?" Charlotte asks.
I just continue crying.
"You can go to prom with Zayn and I," she says sweetly. I shake my head.
"Do you understand how embarrassing it will be if I show up to prom without a date?! Especially after what I told Harry," I groan. "I think I'm gonna skip prom," I mumble.
"What!? You can't skip prom, it's our one and only senior prom!" She shouts.
"So what?! It's just another stupid dance! You'll get prom queen with Zayn and what will I do? Dance with Niall? I hate to break it to you, but he broke up with me!" I'm crying now. "There's nothing for me at that dance. I'm going home," I get up and realize I have no way to get home.
Charlotte sighs.
"Do you want me to drive you home?" She asks, hugging me.
"Yes please."
She drives me to my house.
"I'm gonna miss you tonight," she says, smiling faintly.
"Have fun," I say and get out. I open the door slowly. Luckily my dad is on the phone so he doesn't hear me. I go upstairs to my room as quick as I can and flop down on my bed.
