The Queen Of Fuck Ups {m.c.}

Nightmares in Wonderland

I look at the different options that lay in front of me, trying to decide what I'm gonna be on Halloween. As a person I don't really give a shit about Christmas or any other holiday for that matter. They remind me too much about family and since I fucking hate my parents I don't care that much for them. Besides I'm always high and drunk those days so they're not different from my normal Tuesdays. Halloween is the only day I like because it's all about not being yourself and fucking up as much shit as you can. Besides it's also the day where I am the host of the best party of the year. Everyone knows this and all of my people around the world is always ready for it.

You Suck starts playing from my phone and I quickly grab it.

"What's up Chris?" There is a lot of noise in the background and over all this noise I can hear Jamie bark out orders like she was in the middle of a battle.

"Everything is going great so all you need to do is show up and look like a dream. Well a nightmare would be preferred. Okay I got to go because Jamie is screaming at me." The line goes dead which really make me want to hit Chris because generally fuck him. Okay no Jamie can do that. The lyrics to You Suck are stuck in head so I put it on while I choose my costume. Michael steps into the room with a groan once he hears the song.

"Why are you listening to that bitch?" He throws himself onto his bed before looking at me with an annoyed look.

"Because it's an amazing song. I think I finally know what I want to dress up as." I smirk at Michael before walking over to him. He slowly sits up, smiling at me with an interested look in his eyes.

"Chanel number 5 from Scream Queens. Oh and then you could come as Michael Clifford from 5 Seconds of Summer because you look kinda alike." A laugh slips from my lips as it hits him that Abigail plays Chanel number 5.

"Yeah we're both hot as hell. But at least I don't have to share you with that dick." Michael reach up to drag my face down to his, pressing his lips onto mine.

"Well I have to go now because I can't come late to the queens party." I give him a quick kiss before he leaves. He told me he would get ready at Calums place since I've taken over his apartment and we swore to not reveal our costumes to each other. Which is fine because I have to help Billie become Marilyn Monroe. Which could be motherfucking hard on someone who is high on...something?

The smart thing about me hosting this party is that it's in my own club. It's like my castle and then I invite my kingdom to party with me. It's a very beautiful club with a theme matching it's name. There is a VIP area because I like to keep it a bit more chill than grinding with strangers. Jamie and Jamie thought they were hilarious when we made the club so they bought me a throne so I could look at my kingdom in grace. It's actually comfy as fuck. I smile and step out of the car. I look at the big shining sign that welcomes me to Wonderland.

The lights from in there are extreme and I can hear the buzz of people. I send Jamie a text about me having arrived before walking up the black 'red' carpet and stopping in front of the bouncers. They lead me into the pitch black room where I can hear literally everyone. The lights go on and I can see Jamie, Jamie, Chris, Mel, Billie, Luke, Ash and Cal. In the middle of them stands Michael which makes me want to laugh. The other guests probably think we coordinated which just makes it kind of epic. I'm Alice in Wonderland and he is dressed up like The Mad Hatter.

"Let's welcome the queen, Alice!" Jamie yells it into the microphone, making everyone almost too excited, but Halloween is my time of the year and I love the way they are so excited to be at my party. I walk up and hug Jamie before grabbing the microphone.

"Hey everybody! Before we can party for real I have to sum up the rules of Wonderland. The booze is free and never ending! If I see someone who does not drink I'll personally kick you out. We have a booth with all the good stuff that can fuck you up. And last but not least: I don't believe in rules!" I hand the microphone to the DJ who starts the music for real.