(OMG I AM SO SORRY! This got mixed up so this is chapter fourteen when its supposed to be chapter fifteen. I the last chapter, they were already at the club. OOPSIES! Just pretend this has already happened!)
It's four o'clock on Friday. Time to get ready for a night of clubbing! Yay! I grab my towel (and clothes!) and go to the shower. I find Zayn in the bathroom
"Out!" I order
"But I'm getting ready!" Zayn complains. As soon as the word 'clubbing' was mentioned, the lads were jumping up and down like excited girls. I should've known Zayn would spend ages getting ready.
"No whining!" I say "I'm a girl, I need it most!" Zayn pouts, and doesn't budge
"Think twice lad," Louis says, wandering by "don't mess with a girl on a mission. Especially a girl on a mission who eternally dibsed the shower" Zayn groans
"Aw man!" He says "how could you eternally dibs the shower?"
"Like this!" I say "I ETERNALLY DIBS THE SHOWER!" Zayn covers his ears
"Alright alright calm your farm!" He gathers up his stuff (holy mother of Jesus! How much hair product does he need?) and leaves the bathroom. I smile to myself. I now love the Eternal Dibs card. Mwah ha ha.
Ten minutes later, I step out of the shower and dry myself off with a towel while I survey my outfit. As soon as a girl hears 'clubbing' we hear 'slutty clothes' so....hmmm....I have to say I'm not that good at being a slut, nor do I have any extremely slutty clothes, but I guess it's a good thing. It'll keep drunk horny men from eyeing my boobs (it's happened before!)
My outfit is a strapless dress that is tight around the top but flows from there. It reaches just a little but higher than mid thigh. It's black and covered with gold sparkles. After much deliberation, I decided on a pair of black staph stilettos to wear with the dress.
After I slip on the outfit, I focus on my makeup. Clubbing means I can go a bit heavy on the makeup. I apply foundation and mascara. I dust on gold eyeshadow to match my dress and use liquid black eyeliner, drawing wings on the corners of my eyes. I decide to straighten my hair, making it look supercallafragalisticexpealidiciously long (AUTHORS NOTE: holy crap I actually didn't know that was a word! The computer didn't underline it or spell check it or anything! Haha! That's like, my favourite word now! Anyway, in with the story!) I clip my fringe to the side with a black and gold pin, and...meh! Why not? I search around the bathroom shelves until I find what I'm looking for. A container of gold hair glitter, you know the type that sticks in your hair? I sprinkle my hair with it. Who am I kidding? I basically dump it all into my hair.
By the time I'm done, my hair is so sparkly it could blind someone, but somehow matches my dress. Who knew?
I walk out of the bathroom and am met by five impatiently waiting guys
"Finally!" Louis says "you took forever! I-" he stops when he looks at me, his jaw dropping open
"What?" I demand "why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" I touch my hair self consciously
"No..." Liam says slowly
"You look...." Niall stutters
"You look hot Mira!" Zayn finishes
"More than that!" Harry scoffs "you look sexy!" I blush
"Um...thanks. But should I change? I don't want any unwanted attention-"
"NO!" All the boys say at once.
"You're all a bunch of horny boys!" I tease, walking out of the bathroom "close your mouths, you'll catch flies"
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