This chapter has killed me. It deleted twice. This is my third time writing it, so I apologise for lack of detail and typos.
~Cara x
The three Barbies returned to their previous seats and Savannah sat down beside Liam.
I took this opportunity to examine each girl individually.
My eyes laid on Ashlyn first. She was gazing dreamily into Louis' eyes, then he kissed her on the tip of her nose causing her to erupt into a fit of giggles. She had golden blonde hair, which reminded me of the sunset. She gathered all her hair and swept it to one shoulder, my eyes found a small hummingbird tattooed behind her ear. I then noticed a cross tattooed on her collarbone and a love heart on her wrist. How original. She was the smallest of the girls in height but her bust made up or it. Her boobs were pushed so far up, I swear she was wearing at least 20 bras. She was wearing a skin tight red dress.
My eyes fell onto Brooke next. She was staring rather viscously at Harry. She was the most intimidating of them all. She had yellow blonde hair. Obviously dyed, not natural at all. Tattoos ran all the way down her right arm, covering every inch of skin. Honestly she looked like some sort of punk Barbie. She wore a black dress. How fitting, I thought. Her face was caked in inches of thick makeup. A lip ring was pierced in the middle of her bottom lip. She just looked so fake. I looked at her blue-ice cold, black shadow filled eyes to find them staring back at me, burning holes into my flesh. A shiver ran down my spine and I shifted my attention to Tammy instead.
Tammy was nestled into Niall, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. She was examining her well manicured nails. She had platinum blonde hair, it was almost white. She had pale, pale skin that looked like porcelain. A tiny diamond stud was pierced into the left side of her nose. She was wearing a pale blue, frilly dress. She looked up at Niall as he moved his hand from her shoulder to her hip. She had sky blue, piercing eyes. She reminded me of some kind of ice queen.
I couldn't see Savannah because she was sitting on the same side of the table as me, unlike the others who were all opposite me. I'm sure I'll get to see her properly before she leaves.
The room was filled with silence. Well apart from the clinking of the spoons against the expensive china. But there was no conversation.
"So.." An annoyingly high pitched voice broke the silence. Brooke.
I looked up at her and she threw me a sickly sweet, fake, over the top smile. I nearly vomited in my mouth.
"What do you think?" She asked me, politely.
"Of what?" I questioned.
"The mansion, duhhh?" She said matter of factly.
"Oh, it's lovely." I answered quietly while stirring the bowl of soup in front of me.
"What are your favourite rooms?" She asked trying to keep up conversation.
"Umm.." I hesitated, everyone was staring now. "Probably, the library and my room." I finally answered.
"Your room?" She asked.
Okay either she was really really stupid or deaf. Or both.
I just nodded, not wanting to engage in any more conversation with her.
"So you don't sleep with Harry?" She asked, a gleam in her eyes.
My throat closed up, I found it hard to breath. Everyone's attention was on me.
"No." I simply answered. My throat began to get really dry. I took the glass of water beside me and started to drink.
"But have you slept together yet?" She asked with an evil demonic smile and a raised eyebrow. She added a rather loud giggle at the end.
I spat my drink out and started violently coughing. Who the fuck asks that? I stood up from the table.
"Ex- excuse me." I managed to choke out.
I quickly exited the dining room, closing the door behind me. I stayed outside in the hall for a while until my breathing went back to normal and I regained some kind of a calmness.
I was just about to walk back in until I heard them talking. I pressed my ear up against the door and listened instead.
"What I thought it would be funny?" I heard Brooke's squeak. What a bitch.
"I thought it was very funny." An unfamiliar girly voice sided with Brooke.
"No Savannah, it wasn't funny. At all. You're all pathetic." I heard Liam shout.
Footsteps grew nearer and nearer to the door. I stepped back and sure enough Liam swung the door open.
He looked at me, then back into the room and then closed the door.
"I was just coming to check on you." He explained shyly.
"Oh." Was all I managed to say. You look weak, say more than that. My subconscious butted in. "Thank you." I kindly smiled at him.
"You're welcome." He smiled back. "I apologise on their behalf." He spoke with seriousness, his eyebrows furrowed as he gazed at the ground between our feet. I already knew he was talking about Brooke and Savannah.
"Care to join me?" Liam questioned as he sat down on the last stair of the staircase. "I don't really feel like going back in there, and I get the idea that you don't want to either."
"Damn right." I said, sitting down beside Liam.
"Good. Actually I have some things to tell you." Well he had my full attention now. Finally someone with answers.
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