Extravagence

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Luna's POV

I sit next to Ken in the truck and play with the radio.

Niall's in the back.

"Interesting plan you have Miss Jones. But why are there two cakes?"

"They made a mixup with the delivery and offered us another. But we aren't going to eat that one."

"Why not?"

"It's a surprise" I laugh, "You'll see."

Ken pulls up to the back of the venue where none of the paparazzi is.

Both cakes are on wheels.

They're both exactly the same.

Except different.

Inside.

"I'll get the heavier one" he states.

I pull out the massive cake carefully from the truck and down the ramp.

Ken opens the door and we walk into the ballroom.

"Have fun Miss Jones. I'll be warding off your fans now."

He leaves me standing alone in the ballroom with both cakes.

Naturally, I would've eaten both.

But I can't ruin the surprise.

The two cakes are exactly the same, both with "19" on the top.

"You might have to wait awhile" I tell the cake and then walk outside.

It's super loud.

There's glow sticks everywhere.

In the pool.

On the minibar.

On people.

I think I just saw Sam Smith walk by me.

There's probably like 300 people here.

But it isn't totally dark.

Most of them are at the minibar.

Harry, Liam, Lily, and Louis.

Louis smirks.

"You look sexy."

I look behind me.

(Me af if one of them ever complimented me)

He rolls his eyes.

"Where were you?" Harry complains, "I was worried they kidnapped you and Ni!"

"Kidnapped me?" I laugh, "No I'm here."

"Where's Ni?"

"He'll be here."

I bit my lip to keep myself from laughing.

"Something funny?" Lily asks.

"No, I'm just excited to be here. Happy birthday Lil."

She smiles.

"Thank you Lu."

"Woah your alcohol is glowing!" I exclaim, picking up Lily's glass.

"I know!" She squeals, "Hey I've gotta thank my guests for coming I'll be right back. Hold this."

I hold her drink.

"What is it?" I question Liam.

I know he won't lie unlike the others.

"Cherry Vodka I believe."

I take a sip.

It isn't that bad.

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