CORIE
"That was no ordinary concert!" I say in April's ear.
" I'll never forget this night! And it's not even over yet! I can tell Niall likes me, I just know it."
" I think so too!"
" What about you? Harry was all up in your face!"
" Not really, he is really nice though. They all are. I can't wait to go the party," I say as we sit in the front seat of the range rover. I had to take my heels off and massage my ankles, they felt like they were about to snap.
" Omgosh, where's my lipstick?! Oh here it is," April said reapplying her red lip paste. Just then her phone went off. We both looked at each other and started screaming. My voice would surely be gone in the morning. " Okay it says meet them at the gas station on 4th and Washington. I can't believe Harry Styles is texting my phone. Okay let me calm down before I crash us into a tree," she says pulling out of the crowded parking lot.
" Oh I'd fly kick you, how do my curls look, still tamed?"
HARRY
"There's the girl with the short red hair that you invited," Zayn says from the passenger seat.
I remember her. She has a nice rack that I am trying to bury my face in before the night is over. Usually our security guards would lead the girls back to the party but Zayn needed cigarettes and I didn't feel like being around Liam's judgmental groupie/girlfriend. He was so much fun before her. Now he's on his way back to hotel to get sleep while the rest of us are about to have fun.
"I'm looking for the contest winner, she was sexy as hell," Zayn says sitting down in the passenger seat and lighting a cigarette.
" Yea she was, but I saw her first. You can have Blondie."
" You didn't see her first and Blondie has eyes for Niall, that's obvious," Zayn counters.
" Why don't you two quit bickering about it and just share her like you do everyone else?" Lou snaps from the backseat while chewing on a beef stick.
" Or Malik over here can just take someone else tonight. She's just another girl," I say sitting back as Lou opened the door for the red shortcut.
" You call that another girl?" Zayn asked pointing straight ahead. There was Freckles making her way across the parking to the gas station. She had replaced her high heels with grey converses and if it were possible, she looked even sexier.
I felt like a creep watching her but I couldn't help it. Her curls whipped wildly in the wind and that dress...that damned crimson dress hugged her shapely body perfectly. Zayn would have to find someone else or wait his turn.
CORIE
"Two small teas for us," I say passing the small hot cup to April. Both of our throats were scratchy and this was the only thing that could help. Once I closed the door, an all black jeep with pitch black tint pulls up alongside of us, on my side. When the window rolls down I see a pair of dimples, belonging to Harry.
" Hey," he smiles into our car. His accent is so thick. He almost seems like he has no emotion, but their songs say otherwise.
" Hi," I reply with a smile of my own. Why do I have butterflies? Maybe cause it's Harry friggin' Styles!
" Are we following you guys?" April asks.
" If you want, or you can hop in here. There's enough room," Harry responds.
We decide to just follow them. There's no way we could leave her parent's range rover at a gas station.
"Is it super cheesy to listen to their first album right now?" April asks while following them on the road.
" Yes, but when have we ever been anything other than cheesy?"
HARRY
The mansion that we rented out for the night looked like it was straight from a movie. There were tons of people there even before us. Red Short Cut latched on to Zayn's arm as we walked up the hill.
He turns to me and I smirk. I know she's not his type. She talks too much and hadn't stop rambling since Lou let her in the car.
I turn to see Niall standing, waiting for Blondie who is a little further down the hill walking with Freckles. I curse myself for forgetting her name. Then again, I never had to remember a girls name before.
Freckles changed back into her heels and transforms again. She walks slightly behind Blondie and Niall and I decide to wait a little. Makes me look a gentleman, I think.
We walk silently along each other and I guess I should be thankful. There's no need for a ton of talking.
" This place is awesome," Freckles says admiring the house on the hill. So much for silence.
" It is huh?" I say truly uninterested about the buildings structure. What is she like into architecture?
When we enter the party there are mostly hall naked women everywhere, in the skimpiest clothing. Just like I like it.
" Hi Harry," a few of the women say as we enter and I already start to pick them off in my mind.
"You girls want a drink?" Niall asks grabbing two ice cold beers and passing them to the girls.
Blondie gladly takes it while Freckles shyly declines. " You sure you don't want any, you'll be the only sober one," I half joked.
" Um yea, I may have to drive, besides I don't drink." How far is she willing to take this shy girl role.
I pretend to understand her as I grab a beer. I need a drink.
As we're standing around laughing and talking I realize how quiet Freckles is, she's almost boring. She turns to me and asks another question about the house. Before I could answer I spot Layla, Playboy model Layla, down for anything Layla. She's eyeing me with the same look she always does and nods to one of the rooms upstairs. Gotta go.
" Just hold that thought," I say and dismiss Freckles. I'll be back for her later, I guess.
She just politely smiles and stands there awkwardly while Blondie and Niall laugh and joke.
Oh well not my problem.
CORIE
I could not think of a thing to talk about! I kept asking questions about the building and I watched Harry's eyes glaze over. He excuses himself while I'm in mid sentence and I guess I don't blame him.
The women at this party look like they're all from magazines. Adult magazines. They're beautiful.
April and Niall are hitting it off and she's laughing so hard she's red. It's the cutest thing. I tell the both of them I'm going to have a seat just a few feet away from them and I'm not even sure they heard me. But still, my feet are killing me. Is there a such thing as comfortable heels?
I watch the party goers and everyone seems so comfortable. I wonder is it the alcohol or are they just social. April and I had decided she can have one beer. Her first beer. I have my license so we'll be fine just in case it's too much for her.
Harry looked a little shocked that I declined. Everyone can't be drinking at this party, can they?
"Hey gorgeous," a familiar voice said. I looked up to see Zayn standing there holding a red cup. I expected him to ask me what was that noise and I would reply it's the beating of my heart (that's still located in my bottom by the way). Instead he sits next to me and it's kind of a tight squeeze. He smells of warm vanilla and it's invading my nostrils.
" Hey," I say quickly making eye contact before practically ripping my eyes away from him.
" You enjoying yourself?" he asks still looking at me.
" Yea, this is nice."
" You want a tour?"
My feet hurt! "Of course, just let me tell April really quickly," I say instead getting up and heading towards the chatting blondes.
" Omgosh Niall cheering is a sport! You try being perky all the time..." I hear April say.
I inform her of my upcoming tour of the mansion and she winks and tells me to have fun.
