My Rescuer ( A Niall Horan fanfic )

Club night

Chapter 9

 

It was 5:00 the next evening, and we all just started getting ready for our trip to the club.

“I call first shower!” Layla screamed.

“You do realize that more than 1 person shower at a time right?” Briella asked her.

“But that would be gross,” Layla responds with a disgusted look on her face. I knew exactly what she was think too.

“Not in the same shower Dumbass!” I shouted at her. I swear she is so slow when she’s excited. It’s quite funny sometimes.

“Oh! I knew that!” Layla states dismissively.

“Just go take your shower.” I tell her.

        Because of the fact that I took a shower this morning, I took this opportunity to pick out each of the girls outfits while they were in the shower. I knew each of these girls like the back of my hand. I knew how to pick their outfits to match who they are as a person. Their outfits would express their personalities perfectly. I also plan on doing their hair too.

“Beth!” Krystal screamed at me.

“What?” I yelled back. I didn’t give her the chance to yell because I was now standing at her room door.

“Did you pick this out?” she asked me referring to the outfit she was now wearing.

“Maybe. Maybe not. What do you think about it?” I responded to her.

“I really like it. It’s so something I would wear.” She told me. I knew it.

“Well if that’s the case then, yes I did pick that outfit out.” I said to her smiling proudly. She smiled back at me and started on her make-up.

“Oh and by the way, I’m doing your hair.” I told her “You don’t have a choice either.” I added smiling at her and walking away.

After everyone was finished confronting me about picking out their outfits, and getting dressed, I started on everyone’s hair. I made sure that their hair also expressed their personalities. That’s just how I am.

I was soon finished with hair, including my own. I took a good look at everyone then look at myself in the mirror. I then looked back and forth between me and Briella and noticed what I hadn’t before. I did our hair the same way.

“Twinning!” She shouted at the top of her lungs.

Everyone burst into fits of laughter at her over enthusiasm to our ‘twin’ moment.

“Are we all ready?” I asked. Everyone nodded their head as to say yes and we all began piling out the front door. We stood on the front porch because we had no idea which car we were taking.

“We’re taking my car because it’s the biggest!” Krystal declared.

Well then that’s settled.

We all piled into Krystal’s car with her driving, me in the passenger seat and Briella and Layla in the back seat. Krystal drove off in the direction of the club while blasting music from her IPod. No surprise that that music was mostly One Direction music. We were all singing obnoxiously to each song that played the whole way there.

After driving and singing for a good ten minutes we finally pulled into the parking lot of the club. Because it was dark outside, the strobe lights from inside were very bright and colorful. It was breathtaking for me. Mainly because I’ve never seen anything like it. I was never one to party, but this move to London is letting the party animal out of its cage.