Fighting Against Lilac Love (FALL)

chapter fourteen- Party

I need you but you break me, you save me but still push me to the deeper end...I love and hate..I'm afraid that you won't catch me when I fall- Poetic Justice

Christelle's POV

Of course me and Laury went back to my house to get ready for our evening while Dean and Jay left hand in hand (I noted with a hint of protectiveness) saying they would meet up.

I rummage through my dresser, clothes strewn every where while Laury lounges on the bed, examining her pink nails. I groaned..throwing yet another clothing item on the floor.. Or bed I dont really know. She finally sighs, "Will you let me pick something?" She wondered, seeming to know the answer.

I opened my mouth to decline but than...I needed myself to get out of my dark shell. She seemed like the best solution. I turned to her, she was still picking her nails.

"Yes." I said.

She froze her eyes snapping to mines. Not thinking twice she scrambled off the bed, not bothering to ask again. I sighed, sitting down on my bed. She got to work immediately that shit eating smile still on her face.

A gasp from her got me raising my brows. She was waist deep into my wardrope, until she pulled out and revealed a blood red strap dress with an open back that had cross strings. I forgot I had that dress. My mom bought it for me for my birthday but I never wore it once.

The bottom flared out, a sweetheart neckline. This....this wasn't what I'd wear but than...theres a first for everything. I grabbed the thing a little roughly, grumbling incoherently when she squealed in delight.

I got into my en suite, stripping down until my underwear, taking my bra off because it was an open back. The front had an inner bra so I didn't have to worry.

I slipped it on and it fitted snugly, the material flaring out and ending mid thigh. It was nice and snug around my waist up, and swirly waist down. I looked into the mirror and I saw another girl staring back, the dress brought out the darkness of her hair and her large eyes.

That was me.

And it looked incredible.

I walked out of the bathroom and when Laury saw me...she stared. Not saying anything but just staring...she smiled a slow wobbly smile, tears welling in her eyes.

"You look amazing!" She murmured walking slowly around me. I smiled slightly, "I feel amazing." I whispered back. She tackled me in a hug. I laughed, wrapping my arms around her.

She gently pushed me off and picked up spiky black killer wedges for the dress. I rolled my eyes, grabbing it and putting it on. Standing way more taller now. She grinned in appreciation, guiding me to my make up mirror, sitting me down.

"Now make up! God, Chris, no one is going to know its you." She chirped, pulling my face up. "Close your eyes." She ordered. I sighed...now the torture begins.

A few minutes later, I stare at myself in the mirror. The girl staring back at me was some type of goddess. Make up minimum, a cat eye look that brought my eyes more out, red lipstick, fit for my fair face, thick mascara and Laury pulled my long curly hair up into a high pony tail, bringing out my facial bone structures. I looked...wow...

She screamed in glee and I winced, she got out a black bow choker and tied it around my neck. "Finishing touch...damn Chris you look fucking sexy...have to keep an eye out for you tonight." She mumbled, eyeing me. I smirked," Aren't you going to get ready? Its already 6pm." Her eyes widened and she shot out and grabbed a black mini dress that was on my bed.

We shared clothes a lot...but me being tall, she only could go for the dresses. In twenty minutes she was done, the dress fitting her petite figure, her black heels had chains linking one another. Her make up slight but she looked gorgeous nonetheless, her fiery red hair cascading down her back.

I wolf whistled, in which she rolled her eyes to. "Let's go." She murmured, grabbing her bag. I grabbed my own fancy shoulder bag and we went, me locking up coz Daniel was out. He had an extra key.

The drive was short, five minutes max, and the double story house was blaring music like a huge boom box, teenagers filling the house, yard and back yard like ants. The three stooges where basically Troy Heatherman, the quarter back, Meloy Heatherman, the schools prankster and Royce Heatherman, the whoring boy who slept with anything and any one.

They were triplets, but I had no idea how they became the three stooges.

But their house was huge and they were filthy rich. Glass house, swimming pool and even tennis court. Laury smiled at me, her eyes twinkling, she grabbed my hand, "Let's do this."

Inside I was greeted by the blaring music of Chris Brown's and Gucci Mane's song party. Grinding horny teenaged dancing like they gave no fuck in the world. I knew this was gonna be epic.

I smiled at Jay and Dean who was at one corner. Jay widened his eyes as he saw my appearance. I smirked, waving at him. He still gawked. My sweet innocent Jay.

Laury said she'd be back, saying she was going to get some drinks for us. I made my way over to the two. Jay grinned, pulling me into a tight hug, I chuckled, returning his bear hug. "You look...just wow, Chris. I'm so proud of you," he murmured, pulling away.

I smiled gently, "Thanks Jay. You and Dean look hot." I say, eyeing their matching black skinny jeans and Jays checkered button up and Deans muscle tee. They did make a cute couple. "You look really nice, Christelle." Dean murmured, smiling brightly at me.

I returned it with warmness,"My friends call me Chris. And thank you, yourl look cute together." I complimented,pinching Jays reddening cheeks, to which he swatted. I grinned. Naughty boy. Dean smiled down at his boyfriend, a fond smile that spoke volumes....and for moment I felt jealousy.. Jealousy because I wasn't looked at like that by any one...not even Jason.

Speaking of Jason, I haven't heard from him since the slap,he never texted or called...which was fine with me because he deserved it.

Laury poked her head between the three of us, completely stunning me. "Got you a nice drink, Chris. Let's shoot." She says, passing me a red paper cup. There was a brownish liquid inside and it smelt strong. I looked at her and she had the same in her hand. Should I really do this?

But with my two friends and the latest edition, all of them gave me an encouraging smile. I sighed, closing my eyes. "On the count of three." I murmured, raising my cup. All three of them raised it as well. "1," I said, flicking my eyes between the three, all wore smiles. "2," I say softly, bringing it up. "3", I exclaimed, all of us downing the burning liquid in the cup. I grimaced, the burning trailing down my chest, my vision swam. I swayed as Laury giggled. " Lets do this." I cheered, making my way to the neon dance floor.

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Heyyyyyyyyaaaaa chapter 15 done, a lot more to go((:

I hope this book is good lol.

Love,
Ab kitty.