𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐓 (gracie abrams x reader) [IN PROGRESS]

XXXVIII

Flashback

It was your 17th birthday and all you could think about was staying in bed all day.

But obviously your friends had other plans.

5 minutes to 9AM, Olivia and Freya had practically kicked down your bedroom door.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!" Both of them screamed.

You groaned, putting the pillow over your head in annoyance.

"Let me sleep god" you grumbled.

But Freya yanked the pillow from your face.

"Absolutely not now get the fuck up it's your birthday bitch"

You laughed quietly to yourself, Freya was always her unfiltered self no matter the situation.

"Fine! But I'm not leaving this house" you muttered, getting up slowly.

Both of them giggled before Freya jumped on your back, fake choking you.

"FREYA"

She tackled you into the ground before getting up in victory, Olivia dropped her phone.

"LIV? Were you filming that!?"

"Uh- maybe"

You rolled your eyes as you got up from the floor.

"Jesus I'm going to have to start locking my door. You guys are insufferable"

Both of the girls snorted.

"So tonight-" Olivia started.

"Nope! Nope! And nope! Nothing is happening, I'm having a normal day of relaxing without any parties, clubs and that's final" you groaned, slipping your jeans on.

"Okay! We got that y/n from your constant reminders"

"Hey I had to make sure after you dragged me to a club last year and I almost got arrested for drinking!" You argued.

Freya choked on a laugh before walking over to you and Liv.

"Don't worry y/n it's just going to be us 3 tonight, popcorn and a movie. Is that allowed?"

You rolled your eyes, sensing her mockery.

"Yes I guess that's allowed" you replied sarcastically.

"Great. Anyways I'm sure you want to have some alone time before we party- I mean chill. So me and Liv will be out your hair until then, yeah?"

You eyed Freya suspiciously, but her expressed seemed genuine enough.

"Sure, yeah"

You watched them walk out the room. Feeling uneasy about tonight.

I mean surely they wouldn't...

12 hours later

It had just turned 9PM and neither Liv or Freya had arrived. I mean luckily, your parents weren't in tonight to pity you.

You were about to start the movie without them when someone knocked on the front door.

You went to answer it, opening the door to see at least a mile length of people queuing down your driveway.

What the actual fuck.

You cursed under your breath, before starting to let people in. But underneath you were absolutely seething.

When Liv and Freya came into sight, you quickly dragged them outside towards the pool.

"What the actual hell" you whisper shouted, your eyes sending daggers into them both.