Pain: Her (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 58

*this is just a reminder of who plays the characters:

Conor: Alex Pettyfer

Harley: Kate Harrison

Laya: Lily Collins

Also, a picture of Alee's dress is on the right. That's exactly how i pictured it, but for some reason the picture keep disappearing and I'm really sorry about that. I'll find a way for you guys to see it if it vanishes again*

"Okay, okay! Settle down!" Principle Laveck instructs to the three hundred Juniors. The auditorium is roaring with voices of the students and their laughter's. He wanted to gather an assembly to go over the rules and what not for the ball before we go home.

"Good afternoon, students." he greets and half of them reply back very duly and weakly, "I said, good afternoon students!" he shouts again and we all in unison return the greet, "Good!" he smiles, "now I'm going to get right to it, I don't want to waste your time. Tonight is the ball and I know how you teenagers are with these parties and what not. I'm going to make myself loud and clear," he pauses walking back and forth, "you are representing our school. The Marriott Hotel was kind enough to allow us to have this ball there, so you must treat the place and their staff with the utmost respect. There will be no alcohol, so don't count on it. Don't even think about sneaking it in because they will find out." he smiles taking in the disappointing faces, "it's a ball, alright? Dress properly and maturely. That means, no crotch areas are to be shown and I don't want your butts falling out of your dresses, ladies." high pitched laughter echo's throughout the auditorium but he remains serious. He has every right to say it because sluts in the school love dangling their flat asses, "and nothing too showy. I don't want your chests falling out of your dresses either. Boys, I don't have much to say to you except wear belts. Don't come in with your pants falling, that's not attractive. Everyone should look classy, alight? Now, it starts at seven and ends at midnight. Outsiders are welcome. If you have a boyfriend or girlfriend or a friend who goes to another school, they are permitted to come but you must make sure you give them their ticket or else they won't be allowed to enter the building. Tickets are still being sold at the booth outside the lunchroom so much sure you have yours. There will be no teachers chaperoning," he sighs and everyone cheers with joy as he tries to hold back his smile, "calm down hooligans." he says and I burst out laughing. I'm sitting in between Niall and Conor and I swear they think I'm a weirdo. "don't forget that this is the White Dover ball," he emphasises 'white,' "so make sure to wear only that color. I mean, if your tux or dress or shoe wear has a little bit of color, that's fine; that's acceptable. Make sure you're all on your best behavior and have a great time!" he ends the assembly and dismisses us all.

"So Laya said yes, right?" I ask Niall as we walk out with the crowd of students.

"Yup." he smiles happily.

"She made him ask her in French." Conor laughs and I join him.

"Did she really? Do you even know how to speak it?"

"I have a C, so I'm good. I mean I fucked up a few times but she helped me out."

"So we're all going to be there? That's great! Harry is going to love that." I smile knowing how happy he'll be knowing his friends are going too.

"He hates Laya, so it's going to be an entertaining night." Conor crosses his arms and seems to be thinking about something funny since he's chuckling to himself.

I never realized how similar him and Harry are. They like the same things, act the same way, even talk the same; it's strange but nice, I guess.

"Alright, I'll see you guys tonight." he shakes Conor's hand and gives me a hug goodbye.