You Must Be Joking (Louis Tomlinson frat)

two

"Hey Beth?" Ashley said, tapping on my shoulder. We came back to our room about an hour ago to start decorating the room, like hanging up clothes and putting comforters on our beds. Stuff like that.

"Yeah?" I said, pulling two Brandy Melville shirts out of my bag.

"Do you want to come to a party with me tonight? It's at the Delta Phi Frat house, I really like this one guy that rooms there." She blushed, taking off her sweatshirt.

"Eh.. I'd rather stay here. I mean I would totally go with you, but parties just aren't my thing."

"Pleeeeeeaaassseeeee Beth, pleeeease? Do it for me? Just this once?" Ashley begged.

I'm not a party person really, but I do want to make friends. Or at least know more people around here. I already met all the girls in our sorority house, they all seem nice. I eventually would give in to Ashley, knowing I would probably regret my mistake but I didn't care. It's just a party, what can go wrong?

I took a long sigh. "Fine. But just this once. Okay?"

"Ahh! I love you so much Beth, thank you! We are going to have so much fun!!!" She cheered, running to her closet and grabbing all of her party clothes out. (I'm assuming it was party clothes.)

"Do you have any dresses? If you don't, I've got plenty." Ashley said, holding up all her dresses for me to see.

"No, I don't have any dresses, but I can wear a pair of shorts and a crop top maybe?"

"Bethany, there is no way I'm taking you to a party if you're just gonna dress like you're going to the beach, it would look stupid!" "Here, try this one on." She fussed, throwing a red dress at me.

I looked at the dress, it was strapless and I knew I could never pull such a pretty dress off, it's gorgeous but it looked so uncomfortable.

"Fine." I huffed, walking to the bathroom.

I shut the door then slipped my jeans off.

Let me re-phrase that. I yanked my jeans off, then took my tank top and cardigan off. Then, I tried on the dress.

The dress was stunning, but I didn't have a strapless bra, and the straps wouldn't come off.

"Eh," I thought, "this dress is thick enough for me to not have to wear a bra under it, so why not?"

I took a final look in the mirror, when I was satisfied I grabbed my clothes off the floor and walked back into my dorm room.

"Is this ok?" I questioned, dropping my clothes on the bed.

"You look hot!" Ashley exclaimed, eyeing me up and down.

"The boys will so be after you tonight." She winked.

"Me? Look at you! You're the hot one!" I shrugged, gesturing with my hands to Ashley's dress. It was black and stopped below her bum, but just a bit further down. It had long sleeves, and the neck was swooped so it showed some of her chest. It looked thin, but it covered about everything.

"Whatever" she laughed, "I'm gonna do your hair. Okay?"

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"Ok, we're here. I trust you not to run off and get lost, ok? Don't get pregnant. Or kidnapped. Neither of those are good. You good?"

"Sure. But meet me back here at like, what, twelve? One?"

"Alright!" Ashley smiled, pushing me towards the door. "Go have fun! Get laid! It's fun!"

I gave her a weird look, walking a different direction. Grabbing my arms, I shivered. It's really cold, and I feel like my ass is hanging out.

"Bethany? Is that you?" Sam waved, shuffling over to me in her heels.

"Oh, yeah. Hi. What door do we go in? There are so many." I turn around, and she's gone. What the fuck?

I hear someone vomiting behind me, so I turn around. Like I was guessing, it was Sam. I hold her hair back, muttering words under my breath. This is going to be a long night.