At the End of the Day...

Chapter 2

I decide to ditch grocery shopping. Honestly, fûck it. I'm going out to a club tonight with Harry and Louis. Could it get any better?
Oh no.
What am I going to wear?!
I hop off the tram and make my way towards my apartment. I'll definitely have something.
I want to look sexy, but not over the top.
I want to show off my assets.
God, what am I even saying?
I unlock my door, and barge inside, eventually flopping onto the couch.
"Ahhhh...." I say out loud.
It's 1.16pm.
Time to plan.
First, I'll text Harry my address.
To Harry: hey, my address is 3/67 Chomley street X
I chuck an 'X' on the end, because, honestly, why not.
What have I got to lose?
A few seconds later, my phone beeps:
From Harry: see you soon, Eva :) x
A smiley face and a wink? And he said my name? I'm in heaven.
I decide to head into the kitchen and heat up some of last night's pasta for lunch. I need a good feed before tonight.
But not too much of a feed, I don't want to be bloated.
While I'm eating at the dining table, I open up my journal and begin writing. I love having a journal. All my exciting and not so exciting memories are in there.
As I'm writing, I start to picture Harry's long, brown curls, and his perfect dimples...and his loooong legs....
Ok. Snap out of it, Eva.
I scrape my leftovers into the bin, and watch garbage tv for an hour. Love.
It's now 5 o'clock, so I decide to start getting ready.
I had a shower this morning, so I don't need to worry about that...
However, I do need to pick out an outfit.
I dig into my closet for what feels like an eternity, until I find my long sleeve, black strappy top, and I decide to pair it with high waisted leather shorts and black ankle boots.
A cross body bag from Hong Kong as well.
Perfect.
I straighten my strawberry blonde shoulder length hair quickly, and take my time with makeup.
A nice smoky eye should do it. I really think I've mastered the smoky eye! Probably from all those beauty videos I've been watching on YouTube.
Thankyou, YouTube.
Eternally grateful.
I slip on my outfit, and put some small hoop earrings on.
I think I look amazing.
Not to be up myself.
My phone beeps from across the room. I sprint over to get it.
From Harry: 5 mins away!
I'm so excited.
But I feel so, so sick.
It's going to be a great night.
I must have the best luck. Honestly, I never thought I did, but obviously I do now.
I hear a toot.
Dkfjfkw.
Soeitncksir.
I spray some perfume on, and take one last look in the mirror.
Let's do this.
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I approach a sleek, black car, parked in the driveway of my apartment block. The windows are tinted, but I know who's in there.
The back door opens, and I hop in.
There they are.
The sèx gods.
Harry is wearing a white tee that's slightly see through so I can see most of his tattoos, with his trademark black skinny jeans, and Louis is wearing a long sleeve black top with blue jeans.
Both of them take in my appearance, Harry with his brow furrowed, and Louis with his eyebrows raised.
"Wow. You look stunning," Harry tells me, and I feel myself go blood red. Hopefully the makeup is hiding it...?
"Yeah, you do..."Louis adds.
"Thanks...you two clean up pretty well, I'll admit!" I say, and I'm actually quite proud of myself for saying that!
Was I low key flirting with them?
I would so pat myself on the back for that one!
Harry blushes, and Louis replies, "tell me something I don't know," with a wink.
So sassy.
The car begins so move, and I can feel myself sweating. At least I'm wearing black.
"So, do you live by yourself? I mean I know your only 18, but, y'know..." Harry asks me.
"Nah, I live with my mum and sister. Mum is in Mexico for a few months and my sister is staying with my dad. I wanted to spend some time living alone, being independent...and I'm really loving it!"
"Good to hear," he says," you really don't seem like you're 18...are you sure you are?"
I know he's joking, but he says it with a very serious look on his face.
A very sexy yet serious look on his face.
"Yes, I'm sure," I reply with a giggle. The car comes to a halt, and we exit the car, and quickly head into the club before anyone can see us.
Well, them.
It's dimly lit, with a sexy vibe going around. There are a few people there, and I suddenly realise something.
"Wait, people are going to see you!" I shout over the music to them.
"Don't worry, the club isn't open to the public. We've invited just a few people we know who are in town," Louis says in my ear, and I can feel his hot breath against it. I feel goosebumps.
Luckily it's dark.
I look over to a few people, and I recognise one person in particular.
Chloe Morello!
She's a beauty youtuber!
I literally watch her videos!
How does she know the boys?
Then again, how do I know them?
I decide to approach her, because I'm feeling a massive surge of confidence. I can feel someone follow me, and I look back to see that it's none other than Harry.
:)
He smiles at me, and I smile back.
Then I turn back to Chloe, and say, "Chloe! I watch your videos! You're amazing at doing makeup!"
"Wow, thank you! It's nice to meet you..."
"Eva."
"Eva! Cool name!"
"Yeah, I love the name Eva," Harry pipes up, and I look over to him, and he's looking at me.
"So how do you two know each other?" Chloe asks us, motioning back and forth between us.
"We actually met today," I tell her with a laugh, and she offers me a drink. I'm not sure what it is, but who cares, I'm at a club. With Harry and Louis. And Chloe Morello.
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