Denial

3

Why did I say that?

"Wear this one" aria come barging through the white door, I wasn't really seeing...much. She held a small red dress, is it sparkly?

I've known aria since 4. We met in nursery, I started crying because some woman was dragging me away from my mum, I mean she was a teacher but come on, aria was also crying. And ever since then, we've always been together. She supported me through my acting career, and I've supported her through all the terrible men she let's date her. It's the perfect match.

Aria isn't in the spotlight, and honesty I prefer it. She brags about how her best friend is " famous" and I brag about how lucky I am to have her.

" no" I shake my head, I think I'd rather die than be seen in that." I shouldn't have said it" I knew I'd regret it as soon as it came out my mouth, I should've kept my mouth closed.

" too late now" she fished in her back pocket for something I couldn't see.

" wait" I squint my eyes, looking from behind the door I could just make out the small white packet " since when do you smoke"

" there's many things you don't know about me angel" she smiled as the cigarette hung lightly out of her mouth. " want one?" I pause for a moment, god yes I need one, fuck that I need 5. But I can't.

" no, no I'm fine" another thing I've regretted

" suit yourself"

" what about this?" I come out with a black body tight dress, it was just cut above my knees, it was plain, there wasn't much too it, but with accessories it would be perfect. It has no sleeves, but almost like a crew neck.

Aria paused for a moment, letting the cigarette smoke it's self through two of her fingers. " perfect" she smiled and I smiled back.

" thankgod" I turn around walking through the door to the bathroom.

" so Harry's going to be there?"

" unfortunately" I shout through the thick bathroom walls " it's his party".

" if I was you.." I could imagine her facial expressions through the locked bathroom door. I roll my eyes to myself, she's always claimed since she saw harry do his world tour with the rest of the boys that he was the most perfect looking guy she's ever laid her eyes on.  I slightly agreed, he was attractive I couldn't disagree with that, but the most perfect looking guy... that's a stretch.

I slip the black dress over my body. It hugs me in all the right places, it was perfect.

Aria has already done my makeup, I often make her do it for any event, she has such a good talent for it, but unfortunately she decided not to take it as a career. I do offer to pay her for big events, but she decides every time.

Pulling my phone from the bathroom sink, I walk back into the room.

" you're perfect" aria claims as I do a little twirl to show off the whole outfit.

" I'm taking a picture, sit" she uses her palm of her hand to tap on the bed. I do as I'm told, sitting on the bed, she pulls my phone from my hand, snapping a few pictures of me.

We both sit as we scroll through my camera roll, " this" he taps the picture " if you don't post it I will" she hands the phone back over to me.

I smile as I look back down at myself. I decide that I will post it, I need to fake my confidence until it becomes a reality.

I upload the photo, thinking hard for a caption.

" little black dress" aria was looking at my screen " the one direction song" she smiled and I cringe,

" isn't that-"

she pulls the phone from my hand making me forget the words I was speaking, I watched as the sound of her nails tap against the screen of the phone.

" done" she smirked and as I grabbed my phone back I could already hear the notifications.

" make the 1D girls go crazy" she mimicked. And I giggled.

One thing about the one direction fandom, they're crazy. I mean that in the nicest way. I've seen the news a few times, I mean they sold out the biggest arena in Europe within seconds and they still had people lining up outside.

The news even stated that the police couldn't manage them, that they spent hours trying to get everyone off of the street.

I couldn't even begin to imagine the ego boost each of the boys got from that.

" erm" arias voice caught me out of my daze.

Looking back at her, she's now spread out on the bed, with her phone tucked under her chin, her legs spread out and her hands lay in her hair. She finally made eye contact with me.

" what?" I shook my head. But I didn't get a response. She lay there, her mouth open to symbol she was shocked by what ever was on her phone.

" aria-" I reach over to grab the phone, but she pulls it back automatically. She now moved her body so she was sat up right, i furrowed my eyebrows at her response.

" ange" she looked confused, annoyed, pissed but all together I know her face held sorrow.

She crossed her legs over each other " I'm going to show you this. But please please don't make it make you not want to go to this party" she stared directly at me, I felt a wave of anxiety rush through me.

A panic.

What's on her phone?

She clutched it around, holding it gently on her hands she passed the phone over to me. All I could see was a picture of me, one I posted not that long ago.

" read" she must've seen my facial expressions, and I did just that.

It's a new article from the sun, possibly the worse source of information out there. But the more I read, the more I want to cry.

" actor angel Parker spotted within one directions studio"

I made sure no paparazzi followed me, I purposefully drove a different car and left from arias that day.

" not only was she seen getting friendly with Niall. But this picture of harry styles claims she wants more that just the one boy"

I scroll down to the picture, it's harry, and me? I physically don't remember being stood with just harry and me. My mind can't recall it. He stood having a smoke, while I was facing talking to him.

The news makes anything into a big deal.

" I guess our innocent girl is wanting all the boys. Who knows who she will take next?"

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