One Step Closer

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Friday 6th June 2014:

Holly's POV:

I was upstairs sitting on my bed. Scrolling on my phone through my twitter news feed. Seeing that most of my friends were nicely loved up and had someone making them happy. I always see photos of them holding hands or having a cute day in. I see all of the funny things they do to each other. Why can't I have that? I feel so lost but who would want me right?

All I can hear is the girls down stairs doing shots. I bet Sophie's had shots and at least half a bottle of wine by now, it's only half 7. That girl can drink for Britain.

I can hear someone loudly stumbling up the stairs. I sit back rolling my eyes because I knew It was one of the girls coming to tell me to hurry up. Sophie then starts shouting my name "Hol? Holly-May are you up here?"

"Yes" I shout from my room.

She then stumbles into my room and looks at me confused.

"Holly-May what are you doing?" She asks. She's the only one who calls me that out of all of the girls. Only because she thinks it's funny. We have known each other since we were little babies. So really for that reason she's the only one who is allowed to call me that out of my close friends, unless they're angry with me.

"I'm just checking my twitter" I say back vividly.

"Well hurry up, are you ready?" She says in her questioning tone.

"Yes" I say sharply

"You expect to pull looking like that? make a little effort Hol" She says rolling her eyes.

"I'm not dressing up all fancy and getting my boobs out so I can be objectified by a load of men in a club and I'll get smothered by paps for it. I'm going like this" I say in an annoyed tone.

She looks at me and rolls her eyes

"What's wrong with you?" She asks defensively.

"Nothing" I reply sharply. She goes to walk out the door "well hurry up we need to leave soon".

Then she leaves the room. I hear her scream downstairs to all of the girls.

"Girls we need to get Holly-May layed, she's got a face like a slapped arse"

I roll my eyes and stand up. I put my heals on and grab my bag and go downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen and all of the girls are all glammed up. They're wearing short dresses and lots of makeup with all of their hair done up.

All of them turn around and look me up and down.

"You're going like that?" Jasmine looks at me shocked.

"Yes" I sharply reply.

"Come on Hol you need to make abit more effort than that" Jodie said.

"I'm going like this and that's final" I say sharply.

"But you're wearing black jeans to a VIP night club?" Payton said whilst squinting her eyes at me.

"I've got heals on haven't I and this top is fine. If I dress up too much I'll just get smothered by paps for it. I just want to have a good night, alright?" I say whilst rolling my eyes but with a slight smile, trying to say it in the most friendly way possible.

"Okay fine. Get a drink down ya" Jodie walks up to me and hands me a few shots.

I smile at her whilst all of the other girls pick up theirs. "1, 2, 3" Then we all drink and screw up our faces as the alcohol burns our throats.