Luke hands me my phone back and looks at me with a puzzled look.
"Are you alright?"
As soon as I nod, Luke grabs my hand and pulls me towards the dance floor.
My head is racing with thoughts, the alcohol certainly doesn't help.
Luke puts his hands on my hip and begins to dance. I feel his hot breath in my ear and dance along.
~
I'm tired and I notice it's already 4 o'clock at night. The music is beginning to annoy me, Danielle is annoying because of the load amount of alcohol she drank and there's a girl who wants to flirt with Luke and she clearly can't take a hint.
Luke brings me home. When I get to my room, I unlock my phone and go to Twitter. I still can't believe this.
'@Louis_Tomlinson @megan how could you? We told management, they're on this case.'
I don't get it, I didn't stole the necklace!
It is even mentioned in the tweet we've send.
I put my phone away and pull a blanket over my head.
~
The next morning I wake up because of my ringing phone.
"Hello?"
"Megan, I'm coming. Now."
And the voice is gone.
A little while later Danielle appears at my door in het pyjama.
"Looking good." I grin as I open the door for her.
Danielle sighs.
"Thanks to my hangover. But when I was reading those tweets..."
"Tweets? Which tweets?" I look at Danielle.
"You didn't read them?! Harry tweeted about the necklace and Louis even tweeted you!"
I run upstairs to grab my laptop. When I get downstairs, I open Twitter.
I have hundreds of mentions. Most tweets, send to me, are threats.
'That stupid bitch stole Harry's necklace'
'You should kill yourself because of what you did to Harry'
'GIVE HIS NECKLACE BACK'
Tears are forming in my eyes and I turn away from the screen.
Danielle notices and put her arm around my shoulder.
"I know you found it. I was there. We just need to fix this and..."
She gets interrupted by my ringing phone.
I don't recognize the number.
"Hello?"
"You got something that's mine and I want it back.."
