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T W E N T Y - F O U R

"I want you to colour me blue, anything it takes to make you stay. Only seeing myself when I'm looking up at you,"

- Blue; Troye Sivan.

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"What do you mean?" I asked, innocently.

"You both aren't really together right? You just made it up," he said.

"No."

"Well, whatever flows on your boat Ellie," he said, shrugged.

No, I don't love Arthur. Do I? I crumpled the note into a ball and throw them into the dustbin. Adrian is weird-how does he know everything? Right on the cue, Arthur called me. I picked up the phone and he beamed.

"Ellie!"

"What?" I asked.

"Do you want to go party tonight?" he asked.

"What kind of trouble do you want to put me in right now, Eddy?" I asked.

"Ouch, I'm not that bad. No, it is just a casual party. It's Zach's," he said. Football member, of course Luke will be there too.

"Don't worry, Lucas won't be here, he said that he didn't want to come, some issues maybe," he said as he read my thought.

"I'll think about it," I said.

"Don't have to, I'll pick you up at seven," he said and ended the call. This rude bastard. I'm not even finished yet.

"Ugh," I groaned and put my phone away.

"Why?" Adrian asked.

"Zach is having party tonight," I informed.

"Yeah, I heard about that. And?"

"Eddy wants me to come."

"Eddy?"

"Arthur."

"Oh. So?"

"So what?" I asked.

"Do you want to come?"

"I don't know but you know Arthur, there's no a no in his life dictionary," I mocked.

"What about you?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, maybe I'll come after I finishing something," he said, shrugged.

"Oh," I responded.

After I helped him with his Physic work, he drove home. We shut all things about what we talked; Arthur, Luke, the notes, and we were just focusing on Physics. It was six thirty in the evening, I groaned and tossing on my bed-I really don't want to go to the party. I don't have party vibes in my life. I'm an introvert, unlike Arthur. After debating with myself whether to go or not, I decided to go-maybe for half an hour then get home. I reached my phone from the bed side table. I dialed Arthur.

"Eddy."

"Yes, baby," he said and I ignored him.

"What kind of party that Zach throwing?" I asked.

"Casual party, not a classy one. You don't have to wear elegant dress or so on, it is just a dumping party," he said. Dumpy party? What's that?

"Okay," I said and ended the call.

I walked to my closet and chose a leather black skinny tight and mid-thigh sleeveless tight black dress-I do look like a Goth but I didn't match any kind of make up on my face-I go with the plain look. I pulled my hair into a loose French braid and match along with black sling bag. I'm positive that I look like a Goth. I put on black high heels and reached the phone again to call Arthur.