"The Horan's?! You've got to be kidding me mum!" Sophia exclaimed, flailing her arms in her mother's face.
This could not be happening...
"Why would I be?! They're the most well known family in town!" Elizabeth's harsh tone exploded, eyes fiery at her daughter's statement.
"But you can't make me go!" Sophia whined
"And why not?! What could you possibly have against the Horan's?!" Her mother complained, hands on her hips, right foot tapping against the white carpet
"Because..because! Oh I don't know! Just this once, please let me stay home!" Sophia complained, grabbing her mothers shoulders, shaking them lightly, her eyes pleading.
"Your father and I have been trying for days to get you and Edward an invitation; you are going tonight and that is final!" Elizabeth yelled, pushing her daughter's arms off of her shoulders, thin fingers pointing to the door
"Now go and get dressed! We leave in an hour!"
"Ugh, fine!"
"And change your attitude before your father and Edward come ho-"
Sophia slammed her bedroom door, throwing her back against it.
Spending the whole night with Niall Horan?
"Like fuck would I want to do that willingly" she inwardly groaned, sliding to the floor
What had she done to deserve this?
No one would wish spending the night with that jerk on their worst enemy, yet here she was; being demanded to get suitably dressed to eat with some rich and stuck up family.
"For god sake!" She yelled, head in her hands as she slammed her feet on the floor repeatedly.
After a couple minutes of having a tantrum like a 5 year old who's mum had taken their barbies away, an idea hit Sophia like a ton of bricks.
Revenge.
"Oh pay back's a bitch, Niall. And you're going to find out just how big a bitch it can be" she grinned smugly, standing from the ground.
She slowly sauntered to her walk in wardrobe, scanning through her dress collection, various lengths and colours catching her eyes until she landed on one in particular.
A small, mid thigh length, strapless black dress that hugged each and every curve the way any girl would want it to.
Her parents would see the little black number as smart and sophisticated.
Niall would find it hard to control himself.
Finding her matching pair of platform Louis Vuitton shoes, placing them on her white bed sheets along with the dress before heading into the on suit.
Quickly stripping off her distasteful, shapeless uniform on the floor; Sophia pulled the double shower door to the side, stepping onto the steamy floor.
£50 worth of shampoo and conditioner, body lotion and bikini wax strips later; Sophia re-emerged from her bathroom to find her brother laying on her bed.
"So you're being dragged to this, too?" He asked, eyes not leaving his phone where he typed away; no doubt texting Ava
"How could you tell?" She asked sarcastically, dragging her comb harshly through her freshly washed hair.
"Ooh, I don't know; the freshly washed hair maybe? Or the fact you have a slutty outfit prepared. Hoping to pull Mr and Mrs Horan's son, ay?" He smirked, eyes flicking to hers, knowing the answer before she'd even said it
"I wouldn't go near him with a disinfected barge pole" she lied quickly, spraying heat protectant through her now smooth hair
"Yeah whatever, Soph. Just be ready in 40 minutes, yeah? Wouldn't want to make Mother and Father angry, would we?" He rolled his eyes, standing and walking to the door, closing it behind him.
Sophia turned back to the mirror on her dressing table, flipping her head upside down and drying her hair.
She proceeded to add on a touch of make up; a gold and black smokey eye matched with a subtle pale lipstick and some lipgloss.
Brushing and pinning her hair in a half up half down loose curl style, Sophia moved onto her final task; getting dressed.
She walked over to her underwear draw in her golden silk dressing gown, preparing to face her next challenge.
Lace or granny uderwear?
Her plan was to tease, meaning she didn't want any unwanted pooch sticking out around her mid section, making granny sound like a good idea.
But what if it went further than teasing? She's rather be caught in the black, see through lace, than beige, granny pants; an instantly massive turn off.
No way was that going to be spread round school purely down to being caught out unprepared
"Lace it is then" she whispered to herself, pulling out the knickers and matching bra.
"10 minutes, kids!" Andrew, their father, yelled up the stairs
Sophia straightened out her dress, slid on the heels, spraying hairspray into her curls and a last splash of perfume before there was a knock at her door
"Come in!" She called, placing a few things into her sparkly black clutch bag
"Wow, Soph, you look great" Edward smiled, leaning in the door way as he finished tying his tie.
"You don't look too bad yourself!" She smiled, passing him and walking down the stairs to see her mother doing the same to her fathers red tie.
"Did they seriously have to co-ordinate their colour scheme?" Sophia groaned
Edward walked up to stand beside her, smiling down at her
"Umm, Soph look at us" he motioned between her black dress and his black tie and suit
"Oh god" Sophia laughed, inwardly slapping herself on the head
"Don't you two look lovely!" Elizabeth squealed, causing both children's heads to snap in her direction
"Thank you. You both look lovely too" Edward replied, causing Sophia to snort at his poor excuse of matching their mother's tone
"Thank you, Edward" Andrew replied, ignoring the annoyed glare Elizabeth was throwing in the siblings' direction.
"Are we ready to go?" Andrew asked, placing his hand on the small of Elizabeth's back, causing her hard stare to soften, pecking a kiss on his cheek, leaving a small red mark of lipstick on his cheek that she was quick to wipe away, smiling to herself
"As ready as I'll ever be" Sophia replied, smiling brightly, though she couldn't help the butterflies causing havoc within her stomach
God this would be an eventful night
A/N sorry it's only a filler chapter, but I know what I'm going to do in the next chapter which will, fingers crossed, be up in a couple days!
I will hopefully be updating quite frequently due to Christmas break, but I'm not making any promises as I have recently that I have not stuck to!
Merry Christmas everyone!
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Bad For You
Fanfiction"You don't want to get involved with me, Sophia; I'm bad for you" Niall smirked, taking another puff of his drag. "I don't care. I want you, Niall" Sophia whispered in his ear, pulling on the back of his neck, connecting their lips. Niall pulled awa...
