Promise (5sos Fanfic)

Chapter Nineteen

It's a good thing I brought my whole wardrobe with me. I find a red dress, short in the front, but it trails in the back. Silver diamonds coat the stomach and chest area. It's tight around my waist and stomach, but I am able to squeeze into it.

I find some diver heels to go along with the dress. Jus for the sake of it, I add silver bracelets and a necklace to go along with it.

I tie my hair up in a braided bun, making it look formal.

I take my lip ring out, after all, I have to look nice, not punk-ish.

I dab a bit of eyeliner and mascara on, and I'm ready to go.

I hope the boys are ready.

I walk out of the bathroom, where I was getting ready, and sit down on the couch, waiting for the boys to come out.

One by one, they do, except for Luke, all wearing suits and bow ties.

I almost burst out laughing. "Wow, spiffy." I say.

"Shut up." Ashton says, straitening his bow tie.

Then all the boys eyes turn to me.

I can basically see them drooling.

"Close your mouths, stand up straight, and stop looking at me like that." I order, standing up.

"You look...um....um....Michael help me out." Calum says.

"I've got it as bad as you do buddy." He answers.

"Guys, stop looking at my cousin like that, or I'm gonna beat your asses." Ashton glares.

"Sorry." They mumble, but continue to stare.

I bring my hands together in front of their faces. "Snap out of it! It's just a dress!" I yell.

"It's not the dress. It's the thing, in the dress." Michael says.

Ashton walks over to him, grabs his suit collar, and drags him into the back room. I can't hear what's going on, but when Michael comes back out, he looks as white as a ghost.

"Have fun in there?" I tease.

"Yes." He answers quickly.

I laugh, and the boys head out the bus door.

As I'm heading out, I see Luke walk into the 'living room.'

His eyes trail up to mine, and he smiles. His genuine smile.

"You look beautiful." He says.

"Stop being so cheesy. Let's get going." I say, taking his hand and leading him out.

"But I must say, you look good in a tux." I whisper to him as he steps down.

We head to the party, a big mansion as I would like to call it, where a bunch of people in fancy dresses and suits were walking into.

"Wow..." I breathe as we step out of the black car that drove us here.

"It's huge!" Luke observes.

I hear Michael snicker, and I turn to him. "Michael Gordon Clifford, if you act that way in there, I will personally call your mother, and make her take you home to Australia." I threaten.

That shuts him up.

"Shall we go?" Luke suggests.

"Proper aren't we? I thought you dropped out of school." I say as I walk by him.

We enter the party as a group, checkin in with the security guard at the front first.

I see a lot of people I recognize, all celebrities. I guess this must mean we are important.

"Good evening Miss Irwin, care for a glass of wine?" A tall man walks up to me.

"Uh..." I trail off. I'm still underage. I can't even drink back in Australia until I'm eighteen. What do I do?
"I'm fine for now, thank you though." I say politely as possible.

The man nods and smiles, then goes off to someone else to probably ask the same question.

Classical music is playing from a radio somewhere. People are talking, laughing, (not too loudly) and drinking from their glasses.

I feel so out of place here.

Ashton comes up behind me and places his hands on my shoulders. "We only have to stay for a little while. Act like we are enjoying it." He whispers to me.

I nod and look around for the other boys.

I suddenly wish I didn't.

Michael is playing with the wine glasses over on a table, and Calum is picking at a decorative bush/tree that stands next to the table. Luke is talking to Michael, while making weird faces at him every few seconds.

"Oh god." I breathe.

Ashton looks to where the rest of the boys are, and freaks out. He takes big, long strides over to them.

"You can't do that here! Stop it! Pretend like you are actually gentlemen." I hear him whisper/shout.

Maybe I could sneak back to the bus...

No, I can't leave them here to embarrass themselves.

I look around the room. Uh oh. Everyone is staring at the 5sos boys, making fools of themselves. Oh my God.

What do I do? Even though I try to deny it, I know what I have to do. But can I actually go through with it?

I suck up a deep breath and walk over to my friends.

"Guys, get up. I have something I would like to say." I tell everyone.

"Attention everyone!" I shout.

All eyes turn to me.

I gulp. I can feel my face turn red.

"Um, hi. Sorry to bother you all, but, if you could please stop staring at my friends like they are crazy, if really appreciate it. See, these boys are 17-19, and I know, they may seem stupid, which they are, and also immature, babies, dumb nuggets, selfish, rude, messy, impolite, self-centered, and-"

Ashton clears his throat.

"Sorry. They may be all those things and more, but I have never had friends like these before. They bring sunshine to my life everyday, an if you can't see that, and you decide to judge us, because of what we do at a party, or if we don't have good manners, then you are wrong.

"These boys and I have never even to a party like this before. So, forgive us I we have offended you. We are sorry, but this is who we are, and what we do. If you don't like it, don't invite us to your party."

I finish my speech and grab the boys' hands. I drag them out of the party, forcing them into the car.

That was right about the time I heard the clapping.

I turn around and see everyone gathered outside. Clapping. Applauding, for me. For my speech.

I nod to them and get in the car.

These boys will have a lot of explaining to do when we get to the bus.