Are You Afraid of Musicals?

Chapter 5.5: Broken

Dani's pov:

We're all in my house, putting the final touches to the decorations for the party, setting the dj table and putting all the drinks on the kitchen isle as EJ, Ricky and Luke are probably drooling over my fathers Lamborghini in the garage, cause yeah, Luke's here too.

Since the other day at the beach the boys are really getting along, so the last days, Luke and Conor joining our hang outs it's not a weird thing.

The first time it wasn't even on purpose, we were just hanging out at the park and they were there. The thing is that instead of ignoring them as we always do, EJ and Ricky approached Gabby's group, had a great time and decided to meet up with them again a couple of times more.

So when they asked if Luke could come over to help to prepare the house for the party, I didn't think about it much and I just agreed cause he was probably going to show up with his whole group later anyway, just like everyone else.

Cause it seems that the whole town is going to come to this stupid party that I didn't even want to throw in the first place, but talking my friends out of the party idea wasn't the easy task I thought it would be.

After I left from the beach with Gabby last Friday, I thought that as she was not there our friends would call off the diner plans and just head back to their places. Gabby was basically the link between our groups and I thought that without her there, everything would fall apart, but I was so wrong.

They stayed at the beach for at least one more hour and then they went to have dinner together, still giving ideas for the party and actually starting to seriously plan the "event" as they like to call it.

So the next day instead of talking them out of the party idea as I planned, I ended up having to talk them out of throwing the party that day and after finally accomplishing it, I gave up and just shut my mouth when they purposed on throwing it the today.

At first I was a little anxious and I shove it down like I always do, but after a few days I decided to talk it out with Gabby. She already had noticed my reaction at the beach when the idea first came up, so when I called her after work on Monday, I told her everything.

This week everything was better for her at work, she told me her usual coworker Jess had finally came back from her vacation and now that she was back, everything was easier and she was not literally drained every time she came back from work.

Knowing that she was doing better made it easier for me to be able to tell her that I didn't feel very sure about the whole party idea, she asked me why of course and I was a little vague on my explanation, but I managed to open up a little and tell her that I was nervous of screwing everything up between us. I didn't said it directly, but I think that the message got through anyways.

Cause I like parties, I really enjoy myself when I'm dancing and drinking for fun and not to forget, I really enjoy just letting loose and that's exactly the problem. I like it way too much.

The last two parties I attended ended up being a disaster, I had too much of everything, I was an idiot and I really don't want to have the opportunity of messing what I have with Gabby.

As always, she was really understanding and supportive, letting me know that I didn't have to do it if I really didn't want to, but encouraging me and assuring me that everything would be ok. She even gave the idea of throwing the party at my place so I could feel more in control, more comfortable, and that's how we ended up were we are right now.

The whole gang at my house, everything ready and waiting for the people to arrive, which should be at any moment.

Though throwing the party at my house was a brilliant idea I immediately agreed to, I didn't really think it through in that moment.