The Prophecy Luna

Chapter Four

"Give me," Cat said as she stood in front of me, her hand outstretched and waiting for me to give her what she wanted.

"No!" I argued back. "You said I could wear this over this dress you made me wear."

"I only said that so you'd go out my room and come with us. Now go take that cardigan off or I swear I'll rip it to shreds."

"This is your favorite one, you wouldn't dare."

Cat glared at me.

We were at the edge of town, where an old abandoned factory stood. It was actually along the border, I think, so it's surrounded by trees. And since it was an old factory, there were no houses or any other building near it. I knew about this place but I didn't know that someone had turned it into an underground club. I mean, the facade was the same, but once you got underground it was like stepping into another place altogether.

It turned out that Harry knew the owner of this club so that's how he got us in despite the fact that both me and Cat were under 21. We were inside the bathroom of the club. We actually went straight here the moment Harry got us inside because I refused to remove the loose white cardigan I was wearing over the dress she made me wear.

"You chose that one," she said, squinting her eyes at me.

"It's not like you gave me much choice, the other two were much skimpier than this one!"

I was wearing a printed backless halter dress with a triangular cut-out at the torso and a thigh-high split. Among the choices Cat gave me, it was the longest one plus it was flowy, which I really liked. But then I didn't realize my whole back would be bared until the moment I chose it and Cat made me wear it. Not to mention my hair was in a messy updo too so I couldn't even use my hair as a shield.

Cat herself wore one of the other two, a tight black mini dress that not only clung like it was second skin but it also had cutouts to the side which showed a lot of her actual skin.

"Fine, then let's talk about why I found you outside my door, your phone broken and your expression looking like somebody died," she said, crossing her arms on her chest.

It was my turn to glare at her. Of course she knew I didn't want to talk about it. I removed the cardigan and threw it at her. She still smiled smugly nonetheless.

We walked out the bathroom and headed to the bar, guessing the boys might be there. There was a lot of people there tonight, and it wasn't a surprise since it was a Friday. Colorful lights flashed around us, and many were in the dance floor, moving with the beat of the loud music surrounding us.

We spotted Niall and Harry by the counter, with beer bottles on their hands. The boys didn't change clothes like we did but Harry had worn a black leather jacket. It covered up his arms but if you asked me, he looked more intimidating with the leather jacket on. Kind of like how Zayn did when he wore his leather jacket. That boy had tons in his closet and I used to tease him for it. But I had to admit Zayn sported the bad boy look well.

I sighed as I realized my thoughts had strayed back to Zayn again. I shook my head as if to ward off the thoughts when I saw Harry look our way. Even in the dimness of the room, I could see his vibrant green eyes. His eyes locked with mine again and I saw them slowly make their way down my body until they made their way back up my eyes again.

The way he just looked at me was so sensual, I couldn't help but blush despite the dull ache coursing through me right now.

We made our way to them and I stood next to Harry as he leaned on the counter and sipped his beer. Niall was talking to some girl while Cat was getting the bartender's attention beside me.