Okee, so I just wanna say a special thank you to Cass for helping me out big time with this chapter, more importantly Liam's excuse for being late. Trust me, I would've said something totally lame like "I couldn't find anything to wear" if it wasn't for this miracle woman!
Enjoy!
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"Oh my fuck Liam! You're here! I thought you weren't gonna show up!" I squealed as I hugged him tightly while jumping up and down with excitement
"Woah, calm down there sweetheart!" he said as he tried to stop me from jumping up and down while tightly clinging to him
It must of looked strange or like I was.... Doing something else, because Cassidy and Michael seemed to be trying to hold in their laughter behind me.
"Since when did you start calling me sweetheart?" I questioned as I finally stopped jumping and moved away a little so I could look up at him
"Since now" he replied simply
"Why are you so late?" I asked as I let go of Liam, letting my arms fall to my sides
"I'm so sorry Amber. You see, my sister, Haley, was supposed to come by to pick me up and bring me here. She was just leaving the store and on the way to my house when she got into an accident"
"Fuck! Is she alright?!"
"Yeah, it wasn't that bad. She had to go to the hospital though. Her friend brought me to the hospital to see her, and when she felt a bit better, she told me to 'Get the hell to the dance before she kicked my sorry ass there'. So then I had to walk from there"
"Why couldn't her friend bring you?"
"She refused to leave Haley at the hospital alone. I think Haley has this fear of hospitals or something too."
"Oh, well tell her I said get well soon"
"Okay" he smiled at me
We just stood there for a while, a few of Liam's friends had came over and started talking to him. One part of there conversation I heard was something along the lines of one of the guys asking 'So when are you gonna dance with her?' directed to Liam, of course. When I heard this, I decided to speak up,
"Hey Liam, I'm gonna go get some punch, want anything?"
He just shook his head in response, then when I turned around continued his conversation.
Punch....Punch....Punch.....
Where's the punch?
I looked on the long table, walking while my eyes scanned over the white table for the big punch bowl. Well, that was before I bumped into someone...
"Oh! Im sorry!" I apologized quickly before turning around to face the person.
Kimberly
"Oh hey Amber! Love your dress!" She complimented
"Uh, thanks?"
I furrowed my eyebrows at her in confusion and suspicion. Why was she complimenting my dress?
She just smiled in response.
"Your hair looks amazing too! What brand of hair curler do you use? Oh! I bet it would look even better with some of this!" She continued before I felt cold liquid cover my head, run down my back, everywhere.
I looked back up in shock to see the bitch holding the empty punch bowl. Should've known she was up to something...
"What's wrong Amber? You were looking for the punch, weren't you?" she said in an innocent voice that made me sick with anger
