It was 8pm. Kadie was over at my flat. We had hung out after the trip to the mall and had gotten closer. I was wearing the lacy dress, and she had my hair in curls that cascaded down my back.
Kadie was in an electric blue dress that was mid thigh, strapless, with a silver belt. She had on silver stilletos, with silver jewelry. Her brunette hair was pin straight, and she had jet black eyeliner lining her greenish grey eyes. I had on tan stilletos and brown/tan mixed jewelry. She did my makeup to perfection.
I heard the rhythmic "THUMP, BOOM, THUMP, BOOM" of the music Zayn was playing downstairs. It was pretty noisy, so I knew people were already here. I hear 3 sharp knocks at the door. Kadie opened the door. It was Niall. He was wearing tan chinos, a red polo, and white supras. His hair was in it's usual messy way, but styled up into a slight quiff. He looked nice.
"Wow, Nialler! You clean up nicely!" I winked at him. He blushed. His phone vibrated and his smile grew wider.
"Ooh, I know that kind of smile!" Kadie exclaimed. He looked up blushing like mad. I thought Kadie would fangirl, but she was cool with the boys. I think she might even fancy Zayn a little.
Kadie and I shared a glance.
"IT'S A GIRL!" we both said. he looked nervous. His hand found it's way to the back of his neck as he rubbed it furiously.
"Look, don't go flapping your jaws, it's nothing official yet." he said.
"OF COURSE NOT NIALL! It's not official until it's Twitter official!" I joked pulling out my phone. He looked worried. I punched his shoulder lightly. He chuckled.
"Well you lads, I was sent up to escort you's downstairs." he said.
"Who's all here?" I asked.
"Ah, a bunch of friends of everyone's." he replied. I nodded and we made our way down the staircase. It was pretty packed. In the room to the left was the dance floor. There were strobe lights shining to and fro in different colors. I felt the heat radiating off the bodies of the drunken people who were grinding on each other. I smelled vodka and beer. I crinkled my nose. I never had a drink before, it wasn't my thing. I wasn't really a party girl. All those rape stories scared me too much. I saw in the kitchen there were rows of different alcohols people had brought. I looked for people I knew.
Zayn was deejay-ing. He had the headphones on, one over his ear, the other at his neck. I never knew why they did that. He was talking to some guy and drinking something. Occasionally he'd do the squeaky thing with the tape or whatever it was called. I saw Niall in the kitchen dancing on a table with Louis. They were clearly wasted. Niall got drunk fast! Eleanor was taping the whole thing. Harry was talking to a group of people, obviously telling a funny story, he was waving his hands all over the place, and the people were laughing. He had a drink on the table next to him, half full. He wasn't drunk, just on a buzz. I saw Liam, sober of course, with Danielle next to him on the sofa. They were talking to Ed Sheeran, then I saw that Ka- WAIT WHAT!? ED FUCKING SHEERAN. The ginger god. I started squealing. I pulled out my phone and texted Liam.
"HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU TALK TO ED SHEERAN AND NOT INTRODUCE ME! :P" I felt my phone buzz.
"Whoa there! Ahah where are you? I will bring you over ;)" I saw him looking around and waved wildly. He saw me and excused himself.
'Hello there, don't you look pretty." he smiled warmly. I punched his shoulder in response. He winced.
"WHO THE FUCK INVITED ED SHEERAN!?" I yelled.
"Uhm, Louis." he said.
"YOU GUYS SHOUL'VE WARNED ME! I COULD'VE CLEANED UP HERE A LITTLE!" I bellowed. He laughed.
