"So, how much money do you plan on donating?" Abriella asked Harry as they rode in the car to the hotel where the ball was going to be held.
"Well, a small part of the tickets goes towards the organization and the other half is basically on us." He explains as he grabs a soda from a small fridge under his chair.
Perrie's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked at her friends, "What do you mean?"
Harry took a gulp of his soda and cleared his throat. "Well, basically the party starts at seven, but around nine-ish they're going to have a Cinderella kind of moment. My friend, Megan Fitz, is the one who started this organization and she is asking for some of the guest to sign up to be kind of auctioned off to the highest person who donates for a particular thing."
"What!" All three of them said as they stared at Harry completely off guard.
"Both males or females can sign up and all the money goes to building the schools for the kids. She was inspired by an episode of her favorite show. It ends around midnight, though."
Perrie rubbed her temples and sighed, "Oh no, this is basically like a recipe for drama."
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They arrived at the hotel, where the event was going to take place, fifteen minutes later. The building seemed to be fifty stories high and disappear into the sky. As soon as they stepped off their car they knew that this hotel was expensive just by looking at it.
Perrie could feel her heart racing just thinking about how this night was going to go.
Ciro held her hand softly and pulled her back so that they were facing one another. A small box was in his hand and he slowly unwrapped the bow that was on top of it to reveal the mask he has showed her earlier. Half of it was in the shape of a butterfly wing and the other half just a normal mask. The details in the mask went perfectly with Perrie's dress and the color brought out her eyes.
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"It's beautiful, Ciro." She reached for the mask in the box and noticed that it had to be tied around her head. "Can you help me?"
Ciro smiled and took the mask, "It would be my pleasure."
"Why did you pick this mask? I mean, it's perfect, actually. It's something I would buy."
Ciro walked behind her and brought the mask to her face as he gently tightened it. His lips were inches from her ears as he spoke. "Its beauty reminded me of you the second I saw it. It was the only one at the store and it spoke to me. It practically screamed your name and I pictured you wearing it and I knew I had to buy it."
Chills went down Perrie's spine as Ciro's husky voice echoed in her head. Her knees grew so weak she thought she was going to fall. "That's so sweet."
