Attitude Change (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8 - Birthdays

Louis P.O.V

After all of us got over the earlier tripping incident. Which I didn't mind being that close to her...

"You know it's Alexa's birthday today don't you?" Katie interrupted my thoughts.

"Well how am I supposed to know everything about her I've only met her yesterday." I sassed

"You've known her all your life." Katie said and it all clicked into place.(A.N I know it's cheesy but just go with it)

Alexa used to be my best friend before she left. Before HE cheated on her mother. Before HE abused her. Before she left me to go to America with her mum.

"Well we've got to organize a party for her then." I said and Katie nodded. But how did she know all of this also there was something that was not quite sincere in her tone.

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That evening..

Alexa P.O.V

"Alexa, stand still for fuck sakes!" Katie snapped as I wriggled and writhed beneath her fingertips. We were stood currently in the middle of my bedroom Katie had the zipper of my dress in one hand and pliers in the other.

Confused? Let's recap. So after the very embarrassing morning I had. No thanks to Louis the twassock Tomlinson. I like that name I think that's what I will call him from now on twassock. Anyways the day went on and I hadn't received one birthday well wish from anyone even my own mother. Which I thought was a bit strange. Katie barged into the room and said that I needed to glam up because there was this surprise waiting for me. You ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you how much I love surprises, so I squealed happily and ran into the bathroom to get myself ready. So here we are now trying to fit my sorry arse into this beautiful sapphire dress that Katie just gave to me and simply said "wear!"

"How can I stand still when you have that... Abortion instrument in your evil clutches" my shoulders tensed as the zip traveled up my back so by now, the cold metal of the pliers were pressing up against my back. Which let me tell you isn't a pleasant feeling. Katie dismissed my previous comment probably because she didn't have one of her trademark witty comebacks.

Katie and I had been battling with my dress for at least an hour. She said that I was supposed to be at my surprise 30 minutes ago and it seemed I was the only one that would actually give a shit and panic. I had a feeling that something like this would happen which made me even more agitated. Things started to get hectic. Fast, and in an instant shit went down faster that Britney Spears in 2007.

I was trying to zip up my dress in which the beautiful sapphire satin had caught in the zip. I thought I could cope with this monstrosity, but after 10 minutes of tugging and and a whole lot of swearing it was time to call in backup and that was. Miss Katie Morgan.

"Get the fuck away from me with that monstrosity! Your own mother barely trusts you with child safety scissors. And you think I would willingly stand still while your holding pliers in your hands? You've got another thing coming!"

"Oh take a chill pill, Alexa -it's all done now; there's now need to get your knickers in a twist ." Katie threw the pliers, narrowly avoiding my which I might add, before collapsing on it herself. She looked calm, cool and collected laying on my bed in her pink sequined dress with matching sparkly converse. The dress looked stunning that, I had to admit. The dress was a strapless pink number with fuchsia sequins covering the bodice the dress ended at knee-length. It practically had Katie written all over it.

I turned to face her. I couldn't help but admiring myself in my sapphire floor length dress with my sparkly silver glittered heels. She smiled and gave me a thumbs up.