Chapter Five

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CHAPTER FIVE

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{NIALL POV}

The last time I had seen Janice was Wednesday. That's when this whole thing started. It was already Saturday, the day of the party.

I still didn't want to go, but I made a promise, plus I wasn't going to be alone with her, or at least I hoped.

I felt kind of mean because I was in a way trying to get rid of her, but I just wasn't interested. But oh well, if today didn't work out then we were done. I just hope she didn't take it the wrong way. I still wanted to be friends either way.

{JANICE POV}

I was excited for the party today. It was 4:30 and I was on my way to Leslie's house so we could get ready together. I wanted to make sure I looked extra good.

I was going to wear a white "party" dress and Leslie was going to wear a red one. After getting my hair and makeup done, and helping Leslie with hers, we were ready to go.

It was already 7, but the party was near Leslie's so we decided to walk there.

It took us about 10 minutes, when we were approaching the house, we could hear the music blasted up full volume. We rang the doorbell and they let us in.

As soon as we walked in, someone offered us some drinks that were on trays. Unfortunately, some idiot came running from somewhere and pushed the drinks all onto my white dress.

People stared at me and I ran to find Chelsea. I was crying at this point. Leslie had stayed in the living room with some other friends. Chelsea and I went upstairs to get me a new dress.

I was so glad Niall wasn't there yet or he would have seen what an idiot I looked like. She let me borrow a skin tight black dress with a lace pattern, it was a much better dress because it showed more of my figure. I told her thanks and she headed downstairs.

After freshening up, I walked down the steps, excited and ready for the night. But once I got closer to the bottom of the steps, I saw something horrific and instead of heading towards the crowd, I ran straight for the door. I could feel the tears coming back.

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