Chapter 9- Eighteen Sips Too Many

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Chapter 9:

"Uh oh.. What do we do?" I felt many eyes lay on us. I'm not good with being surrounded and compacted in crowds.

"We have to get out of here. But I'm warning you, these girls won't stop until they reach us." Dani said leading me and El through the crowd.

"Andy! Paul!" El yelled to them from across the theatre. They quickly rushed through the crowds from the backstage door.

"Ew, is that, that ugly Ella girl Harry's dating?" A girl said from beside me.

I simply turned to her. "You know, hating me, won't make him love you." I gave her a sweet smile right as uncle Andy and Paul got to us.

"Make way, please." They said as they pushed through the fans.

When we reached the backstage doors, I took a deep breath, realizing that I am no longer Ella Parish, that girl no one knew or cared for. I'm Ella Parish, hot British boy band, One Direction's Harry Styles girlfriend. Well, I'm not even his girlfriend, we're just... Friends.. With benefits? I don't even know.

"Nice job back there." El said throwing an arm over my shoulder.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a what-are-you-talking-about face.

"With the hate, how you said, 'Hating me, won't make him love you'. It was absolutely brilliant!"

"Oh yeah, that. Well, I've delt with hate and have been bullied before, so, I know how to defend myself and when not to listen to it." I said with a cheeky smile.

"So, Ella, are you ready?" Dani asked with a smirk.

"Ready for what?"

"The after party of course, silly." El excitedly said.

"Oh, course, the after party. I totally knew about that. Pft.." They both rolled their eyes with a smile.

"Just, watch out for Haz, he gets, pretty, uh-"

"Gropy." Dani said finishing what El was saying.

"Uh..." Was all I could say.

"Yeah, so, watch out. Hide your jublies and cover your bum." El said giggling.

"I'll take note of that. Thanks."

We don't get to see the boys, but are told to go to the JW Marriott hotel and go up to the penthouse. When we exit the dome, a small black limo awaits us. Very classy. When I hop into the car, I see El and Dani found the liquor.

"Might as well get started. Drink up, Ella." El said handing me a cup of Bacardi.

"Um, El, I'm underage."

"It's not like anyone will find out. Your secrets safe with us." Dani said reassuring me.

I gradually accept the cup and take a few sips.. Man, this is strong. My throat begins to burn, but I keep drinking as Dani and El continue yelling at me, "Chug, chug, chug!" By the time we get to the hotel, I can hardly get out of the car without slipping. 18 different shots, 3 different kind of liquors handed to me, who knew it'd make me this drunk. I try not to talk as we enter the hotel, I have to have my arm around El's waist to keep balanced and walk straight. When we enter the elevator, Dani quickly redos my makeup. I cough as some powder gets into my mouth.

"How much farther do we have to walk? I have to see my baby." The drunk slips through my lips.

"We're here, calm your jublies." El says jokingly.

Dani opens the door, we see no one but the boys. I try to steadily make my way through the door without falling. El helps me to the couch.

"You're so pretty." I say smiling while playing with her hair. She just laughs.

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