Angel Marie

There's Gonna Be Party!

I woke up in a bed. It was comfy but I knew as soon as I woke up that this wasn’t my bed. I looked around, my eyes were kinda blurry but then I looked down to find myself in an oversized t-shirt. Then it all came back. The gunshots, running away, the text, the tears, and Lucas. LUCAS! I swear if he has anything to do with me magically changing into a t-shirt; that was quite soft come to think of it… I swear I get distracted by the weirdest things.

I got up and made my way to the door to find Lucas standing outside in nothing but boxers and a tray with what looked like a hot towel and a cereal bar. I stood admiring his body while he just stood there in his own world. He looked like one of those famous Greek Gods with the chiselled abs and literally golden skin, finally I was able to shake myself from my fantasy and regain my attention to Lucas but he looked like was staring into the air. I traced his gaze and realised he was looking at my legs, I wanted to laugh so bad but I guess that would just embarrass him so I took the cereal bar from the tray and walked back to the bed.

“Did you change me?” I asked, focusing on the bar.

I heard him clear his throat so I looked up. He was rubbing the back of his neck, looking nervous. I couldn’t help but giggle at his actions which encouraged him to answer my question.

“Um, well you fell asleep on me and I didn’t want to wake you so I took you upstairs…” I cut him off by my laughter.

“I’m so sorry! It’s just you look so worried about it and you just made it sound like you were going to rape me…” I slapped my hand over my mouth, this is why Katie said hippies and smart people speak their mind because they can but if you’re normal it just gets you in all kinds of trouble.

I heard him chuckle nervously. I went over and took the hot towel from him and kicked him gently on the shin.

“Continue you then,” I said playfully.

“So I took you upstairs and lay on the bed but I thought you’d get uncomfortable with your clothes on so…” He paused.

“So what?” I said, anxious to know what happened next.

“I got a big top of mine and put it over your top, then I slipped your top off but I didn’t see anything because my top was on you. Then I took your jeans off, also the t-shirt was big enough to cover that… ‘area’ and your shoes were already off so I just tucked you in and went to my room.” He finished and breathed out waiting for what I was gonna say.

“You are a very considerate person Lucas, when you aren’t being a douche,” I smiled at him.

I saw him relax a bit so I took another bite of my cereal bar and threw the towel back at him.

“Go put something on,” I said slowly, while falling back onto the bed.

I noticed him blush softly. He nodded and left the room. I pictured him again with his six-pack, his tanned body and I think I got the chills. I can’t believe I was gonna say this but he was hot! I laughed to myself and lay more into the bed, I felt like sleeping again but I just had too much on my mind. It was like that at any moment that I tried to enjoy myself I just had the night replaying in my mind.  I had to get over this because I hate to admit it but there are probably more situations like this to come. I sighed and bit my cereal bar; I heard some whispers from another room and just assumed it was Lucas on the phone to one of his friends but I still decided I wanted to be nosy, so I got off the bed, slipped out of the room and slowly crept up to Lucas’ room and listened.

“Yeah, party tonight man,” He boasted.

I rolled my eyes while I heard the person on the phone shouting at Lucas and I listened for a few more responses then got bored and went back into the original room.

A party. I’d never been to a proper one, except my sister’s crazy retarded parties and family ones we used to throw but they would just end up with one half of the family fighting with the other, typically coming from my family when you have the most argumentative women on earth as your mother and sister.

This would probably be one of those massive bashes that everyone ends up snogging each other, passing out or finding out astonishing stuff you never thought you'd know. I stood staring at the wooden wardrobe that was in front of me and obviously because I’m as nosy as my mother I had a look inside. I opened the door of the wardrobe to find something I’d never think of finding in Lucas Parker’s house; amazing clothes! Surprisingly they were female clothes but at this point I just didn’t care, they were stunning.

I ran to the room door and closed it quietly then ran back to rummage through the clothes. There were t-shirts, shorts, cardigans, jackets and then I saw it. It was the cutest dress I’d ever seen, so vintage and was literally perfect for me. I swear this was just all too strange because I’d hit a jackpot. I reached out to grab the dress from its hanger when I saw something underneath it. It looked like an old box. I peered inside it and my eyes widened.

I shrieked. Tears came running down my face while I ran to the door. I ran into something hard and its arms rapped round me.

“Angel, are you okay?” His voice was anxious yet husky.

“The wardrobe, that box…” My words were shaky as well as my body.

He let go of me and went to the wardrobe. I took my hands away from my face and stared at him while he pulled the box from beneath the hangers. He smiled and chuckled.

“What’s funny?” I said annoyed.

“You Angel, you’re hilarious,” He said laughing.

He picked up the box and walked close to me, he tilted it so that I could see. My face felt hot and that means I was red. Inside the box was a toy puppy with red paint split all over it.

“Not even funny,” I said crossing my arms across my chest.

He chuckled quietly and put the box back in wardrobe.

“This is the trap, my dad told me to set it up to see if the girls I bring round are nosy, I’ve just found my answer,” He said smirking.

“Well when you have gorgeous clothes in the wardrobe what do you expect, do you really think I’m gonna leave a to-die-for dress in there?” I put my hands on my hips and stood there tapping my foot on the floor.

“Fair enough, you know you can wear the dress at the party tonight,” He said causally, leaning against the wardrobe.

“How many girls have worn it?” I asked cautiously.

“None, it’s just always there,” He said staring at the floor.

“Do you think it would suit me?” I said.

“Anything suits you,” The words slipped out of his mouth as a shock to both of us.

I pretended that I didn’t hear it and carried on talking.

“Well, guess I’m wearing it tonight then,” I said, smiling like a high cat.

“Well, I’m going out to buy the supplies for the party and the house is pretty much neat enough… so all you have to do is get ready and then you’re good.” He said.

“Cool, remember to buy fizzy drinks as well as alcohol… not everyone wants to get wasted Lucas,” I said paying attention to the dress,”

I heard him laugh and leave the room. I smiled to myself and grabbed the dress.

“This is probably gonna be a very interesting night,” I said quietly to myself.

I know this chapter is small but i just had to update something because it's been such a long time since i've done everything and i'm sooooooooooooo sorry for keeping you guys waiting. Well the next chapter will be a long one because it's THE PARTY.