That Red Dress... [One Direction ~ Liam Payne Fanfic]

As I walked through the doors into the shop, I saw the best ever blood red dress. It was a short dress, it came up to my mid-thigh, it was an off-the-shoulder one strap dress. There were black-crystal-like beads sewn onto the beautiful silken dress. There was also a black waist belt that came with it, that also had the black crystal-like beads on it, only smaller. I went to grab it but someone stood in my way, pushing me out of the way, I frowned, the mean person. The girl let out a shriek, I jumped back surprised, the girl ran off in some direction. Yes! Now was my chance to get the dress. I grabbed the beautiful, blood red, silken dress and walked calmly to the counter, on my way checking that it was the right size. And guess what? It was.

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[A/N]; that was the introduction. The first chapter is the next :)

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1

I walked out of the shop, happily, well content to be honest. The dress I have bought and also my favourite series of all time. But I couldn't shake the feeling of the fact that I'm going to a party. I haven't been to one in ages, not only was it a party, you needed V.i.p ticket-like things and I have one! The place it was at was a nice one, I had been there once before, although, no doubt ut will have changed over the years. The last time I had gone to a party, met Hayley Williams, and she was so awesome. She's been my idol since they came out as Paramore. As I hopped into my car I couldn't help but let my mind wonder on who would go. I hope Hayley and the rest of Paramore are there, it just wouldn't be the same. I quickly turned the car on, and sped out of this place as quick as I could. I'm not for malls but I love shopping, strangely enough, although, I am strange.

...half an hour later...

"Hey! Hayley, are you coming tonight?" I said down into the cell phone excitedly.

"Of course, I never miss an opportunity to party. What are you wearing?" she said, just as excited as me.

For the next hour we talked about everything. From the dresses to hair to grass and then food. We hung up on each other to get ready. Hayley was coming over to get ready with me. I already knew what I was wearing and what hairstyle to have, Hayley? Not so much.

'KNOCK, KNOCK.' I'm just guessing that is her now, because normally, well with us two there is no normal, but she always knocks twice before entering a room or house. She's just cool like that. And we go with the flow. She brought herself inside, and sat on the sofa, pulling out the dress she was going to wear.

"What should I do with my hair? Please help me!" She pleaded.

"Course!" I said, "I think you should just leave your hair down tonight or maybe in a bun, no! I know! I'll take two little bits from the sides and braid them, then put them together."

We went through with the idea, and guess what? It worked! I'm just that smart. Nah, kidding. We put our dresses on, then did our make up. Mine consisted of only mascara, a little amount of eyeliner, and a small amount of lip gloss. Much unlike mine, Hayley's had: foundation that suited her pale skin, bright red lipstick with orange to yellow eye shadow and a touch of mascara and eyeliner. I found a pair of my heels, I don't where my heels that often but, I didn't stumble. Hayley? Pfft, she was fine. We walked down the stairs, in a way hurriedly, we were beginning to be late. To say we weren't slow was the understatement of the year, we were at least fifteen minutes later than we should have been. Funny thing was, that hardly any one was there yet.

"Okay? I thought we were late, apparently not." I said. We found a good table, it was near the door but close enough to the food, but I was put of the food. It smelt dodgy, and artificial. Fake, even.