Serafina

Introducing Serafina

Harry stood in the mirror deciding what to wear. He was torn between a sports jacket with a shirt and jeans or chinos with a white shirt and a waist coat.

"Liam! Liam!" Harry calls out as he adjusts his sports coat in the mirror, Liam pokes his head around Harry's bedroom door, "Can you get Sophia? I need some fashion advice,"

Liam walked into the room. He was wearing grey chinos, a maroon sweater over a checked red and dark blue collared shirt and smart brown leather shoes.

"Sophia's gone out, she's not coming tonight," Liam replied adjusting his sleeves under his sweater, "I can help,"

Harry hesitantly showed Liam his outfits of choice. Liam stood back and put his hand on his chin as if he was thinking really hard.

"Sports jacket with a white shirt and jeans," Liam said and he turned for the door, "Oh and maybe add a pocket hanky,"

"Thanks Liam, got to look good for the ladies, ya'know?" Harry smirked at himself in the mirror as he put a handkerchief in the top left pocket of his jacket.

"Harry we have to go in 5 minutes," Liam said looking at his watch, "Are you ready? It's 8.15 now and it starts at 8 so we should really get there by 8.30,"

"Yeah, yeah, let me just do my hair," Harry said ruffling his hands through his thick brown locks.

Liam sighed, he knew Harry would take longer than 5 minutes but there wasn't anything he could do about that.

8.35 arrived and Harry had finally finished doing his hair. The car was outside, the boys all dashed into it, dressed in their smart outfits.

The car journey took 15 minutes, when they arrived at the door they stopped for a minute in awe at the huge mansion that they were in front of. None of them had any idea that Paul was so rich. After a few minutes the boys suddenly realised that they hadn't brought a gift.

"Shit..." Louis muttered under his breath as a couple strolled by with a neatly wrapped present.

"What are we going to do?" Niall said nervously looking around at the others.

It was winter and the sun had already gone down. There was a slight chill in the air and the boys were starting to shiver.

"Let's just go inside, find Paul and apologise, it'll be fine but we have to get out of this cold" Liam said, the voice of reason.

The boys walked through the door, they were then led to a ballroom by a man in a tuxedo. As the double doors opened, the boys' mouths fell to the floor; it was beautiful, a marble floored room with wooden flooring in a square in the middle for ballroom dancing, they knew they had under dressed for the event when they looked up and saw a huge crystal chandelier.

Before the boys got too wrapped up in the scenery they decided to look for Paul. Harry was already eyeing up all the woman in the room. Suddenly a girl caught his eye.

She looked between the ages of 20 to 24, she wore a short A-line cream dress with lace sleeves and silver hoop earrings. She had long brunette hair that settled gently by her elbow and her eye were blue-grey. Her make up was simple - eyeliner with a slight wing over smokey eye shadow and mascara, she was only wearing a small amount of rose lipstick but it was mainly her natural colour.

She was, by every definition of the word, stunning, she stood alone leaning against a black grande piano and holding a champagne glass elegantly.

"Well, he'll probably be in the kitchen, that's where the host usually is," Niall said to the others,he nudged Harry who was in a dazed state staring over at the girl, "Harry?"