Arabella || h.s.

003.

Arabella M.

I woke up the next morning, very tired. I was lazy and didn't feel like getting out of bed. I hear voices on the other side of my door. One voice sounds like Louis and the other one is one fore the records.

Harry.

I thought he would have left this morning before everyone woke up from their deep or light slumber. Depends on the person though. I casually use my phone until Katie comes and tells me what to do. The door opens and in comes Katie.

"Apparently Louis has a friend with him so I don't know if the fencing lessons are still on. But you have your lessons with Miriam. Then you have a fitting to do while your there you will change into a casual dress that I think you might love" She states the obvious. Since today was Tuesday, me and Louis have fencing classes. Louis is the teacher and I'm the student.

"Why don't we go ask him?" I suggested. She nods her head before saying something referring to my night gown.

"Before we go down there, change into something else. Your mother doesn't like it when your bra and matching thong show"

"Yet I still don't care about what she thinks about my outfit. I'm going to change only for you. I could care less of what my mother thinks" I point my finger sometime in the middle of my sentence.

I basically said the truth. I don't care at all.

I look through my clothes and put on a pair of booty shorts then find a long red tank top. I put the tank top on but notice that you can't even see my shorts. I go to my bathroom and straighten my hair. I add my signature winged eye and multiple coats of mascara. I put my black ankle wedge booties. Once I look decent enough, me and Katie leave the room and head downstairs.

Downstairs, my mother, Louis, and Harry are eating all of them laughing at something Louis probably said. The sound of my heels hit the floor caused everyone to snap their heads to me. My mother scans my outfit and scowls at me. Louis said good morning to me and continued his chat with Harry. Harry was talking to look with a half smile on his face. His eyes slowly move to me and stays on me as I sit down. I feel my mother move closer to my ear and whispers.

"Why are you only in a shirt?" She whispers harshly. I roll my eyes and set my plate up.

"Maybe because this is a very long shirt that covers my shorts" I replied sarcastically. My mother huffs and continues to eat.

Excellent choice, mother.

I glance at Harry and he has a half smile on his face while talking to Louis. He looks at me then looks back to Louis. I focus on my food and play around with it.

"Are you excited for tomorrow Arabella?" My mothers voice snaps me back into reality. I look at her before answering her question.

"Not really" I mumble as I continued to play with my food. I feel her stare burning into my soul.

"You should be. Your turning 18" She scolds at me. I roll my eyes as I felt a nudge on my arm. I look up at my mom as she glares at me. I glare back because she should know that I hate it when people nudge me.

God she's so annoying.

About 20 minutes of silent eating,  I was called to my walk-in closet. When I walked in, two gowns were hanging on a rack. These gowns were my two favorites out of all of them. They motioned me to start taking my clothes off and change into the gown. My party was tomorrow so everyone's basically running around to have everything look perfect.