Adopted By Elounor

Chapter 11

I WAS SCARED TO POST THIS CHAPTER CAUSE IM AFRAID YOU GUYS WON'T LIKE IT. OH MY GOD IM SCARED ANYWAYS ENJOY :(

Harry's POV:

I came home from the gym to find out Louis and Eleanor got married... How long was I gone for!? Well, it's about time. Those two should have gotten married a long time ago. They're beyond perfect for each other, and beyond perfect parents for Alex.

Since they didn't have a wedding or anything I decided we should throw them a party to celebrate. We can have loud music, dancing, a full stocked bar, everything. It'll be perfect.

"Hey, Alex." I grinned, sitting beside her on the couch.

"Hey, Harry. What's up?" She smiled at me.

God, she's hot.

"I was thinking we should throw a party for Eleanor and Louis. You in?" I jumped straight to the point.

"Yeah, that'd be cool! It should be like... Loud music so we can dance, a bar for sure and whatever else." She squealed.

"You read my mind, babe." I laughed.

She blushed and turned her gaze to her lap.

"Alright. Well, I'll get it all planned and paid for I'll just need your help with most of the organization... What do I need?" I said awkwardly.

"Okay. Just book a place to throw it, book a DJ, and get some food and booze." She shrugged.

"It's really that easy?" I questioned.

"I guess." She giggled.

"Okay... By the way you must wear something hot and sexy." I teased her.

"I'll try..." She blushed harder.

"I'm gonna go make some calls! I'll pick you up from the hotel room at 8. Be ready."

And with that I was off to tell the other boys and get their help.

This is going to be great.

Alex's POV:

Something hot and sexy? Lets see what I can find.

I went downstairs into the back of the hotel, just so I could get on the bus. Liam and Zayn were inside chilling when I got there. This place really is cool.

"Hey, guys." I waved to them as I walked passed.

They waved back with bright smiles, then continuing their conversations.

I walked to the back of the bus where our giant closet was. It was divided so that we all had our own spot. I looked at the few dresses I had.

Pink and flowy?

"Nope."

White leather?

"Dear god no."

Blue and silver with rips and blood stains?

"Urgh, no!"

I groaned then fell to the floor.

"What can I wear?" I asked myself.

All of a sudden a light bulb went off in my head.

I pulled out my phone and dialed her number, waiting for an answer.

"Hello?" Her sweet voice answered.

"Hi, can I ask for your help?" I asked awkwardly and quickly.

"For sure. What is it?"

"Can you help style me up for tonight's party? Like clothing and hair? You're the best with style."