Law of Attraction

T H R E E

Becca's POV

I climbed into the elevator and pulled my phone from my bag. 7.50pm. This morning I had no idea why on earth the boys were throwing me a party, but now that my exams are over and I am free of University, I am so fucking excited. It didn't seem real this morning - but I am free. I can do what I want, whenever I want, and to top it off - I feel like I have smashed my exams. But it will be another month until I find out.

The doors opened, I stepped out and walked down the corridor towards Will's apartment. I may have gone a little OTT on my outfit - but its my party and I will dress up if I want to, even if there will just be the six of us.

I push the door open, stepping through to find all five of my boys surrounded by balloons, setting off confetti canons and screaming. They all jump on me, one massive hug and masses of 'well dones' melding together.

'You guys are truly the best,' I squeak, one arm around Will, the other around Fraser, and my head rested on George's chest. 'I don't know what I would do without you guys!'

We just stayed there for what felt like forever, a mass of bodies tangled into each other.

Will's POV

We finally all break apart. George and Alex go and start pouring drinks, James and Fraser disappear into the living room to turn the music on. I look at Bex, I mean really look at her. She looks beyond stunning - wearing a tight black lace mini dress with her Louboutin heels that I bought her for Christmas. Boy did she cuss me off for that - but she was worth it.

'How does if feel to be a free woman?' I ask, pulling her into a bear hug. The group hug wasn't enough - I needed to squeeze her myself.

'Odd. Weird. Strange,' she laughed into my chest. 'Not sure I truly believe it yet, but I'm sure I will when I am job hunting and figuring out how to pay my rent.'

'How many times do I have to tell you? I have a very empty flat with a very empty spare bedroom. You can always move in here,' I pull out of the embrace and poke her in the shoulder.

'I know, I know. Maybe. We will see,' she pokes me back and totters over to the kitchen. 'SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS' she screams at us all, grabbing shots of god knows what and passing them around.

It is going to be fucking messy.

***

'Come dance with me, pleaaaase,' Bex is pulling at my arm, dragging me away from the kitchen and towards the living room. I stopped drinking long ago, when I realised just how drunk everyone else was getting. One of us had to be sensible - and tonight it was me.

'Okay, okay. You don't need to drag me, I'm coming,' I chuckle, guiding her by the shoulders. Her heels had long been kicked off, the dress would have been too if I hadn't stopped them all playing strip poker. We dance around like idiots for a couple of minutes, before Bex starts dragging the other lads to join us. Before I knew it all six of us were throwing shapes, laughing and chucking back drinks (mine being water.)

I leave them to it to nip off to the toilet. Hopefully they don't injure themselves in the mean time. I stand in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror and run my hand through my hair. Its 2am, and I am pretty sure they aren't planning on stopping anytime soon. When I walk back out to the living room, I find Fraser fast asleep on one sofa, Alex asleep on the other, and Bex, James and George nowhere to be seen. I head straight for the balcony - of course they are all there. The sensible place to be when blind drunk.

'Come on guys, inside. It's cold, you are all wasted, and I don't want to spend the night in A&E. Don't look at me like the Bex - inside!' I sigh, realising that she is not going to move her arse for love nor money. I just wanted to crawl into my bed and sleep.

'James, George - inside.' They both obeyed, like I was a parent cussing them off. I turned to Bex and realised there was only one thing for it. I put one arm around her shoulders, the other behind her knees and lifted her into my arms. 'Come on - you are going to bed,' I laugh, sliding through the door sideways before locking it and slipping the key in my pocket. The last thing I need is the lads going back out.

I kick my bedroom door open, place Bex down on my bed, and chuck a hoodie and some joggers at her. 'Come on, put these on,' I coax, walking into the ensuite to grab a glass of water. When I come back out she hasn't moved. Fuck sake.

I sit her up, and she just laughs. 'Bex, you need to get changed. That dress is not going to be comfy to sleep in. Not now, and not when the hangover kicks in.' She just closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep. Fine. I will do it.

I pull the dress up over her shoulders, trying to keep my eyes on her face at all times. I slip my hoodie over her head, lift her up again to put her under the duvet, then tuck her in. The hoodie will do - its pretty long on her short frame.

I go back to the living room to check on the lads. Fraser and James are fast asleep top to toe on one sofa, and Alex and George are fast asleep on the other - one lad curled up at each end. Thank god - I can go to bed!

I pull on some joggers, chuck my hoodie on the floor and climb in next to Bex. I'm asleep almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.