Broken Youth

Chapter 38

[This is my favourite thing I've ever written. I don't really know why. Listen to: No Control, They Don't Know About Us, You & I, 18 (all by 1D) when reading this. If yah want.]

~ Chapter Thirty-Eight ~

Seems impossible that the group of teenagers with only limited time left together could possibly enjoy one night without any distractions or wrong-doings. But it happened. It had been in Anne's diary for months, but she'd only remembered it was there on the day of the event. Of course, everyone knew what they were wearing and who they were going with, so it was just a case of pulling it all together. But it happened. Calum and Harry had been worried about Lauren but she was dosed up to the top with shit but of course, no-one knew. They just assumed she was better. Everyone loved it and it sure as hell was special, but maybe it was because part of all of them knew something terrible was about to happen. But it still happened.

9:00AM. More sleep?

"HARRY EDWARD STYLES WAKE THE FUCK UP!" Louis banged on his door, demanding the young boy would end his slumber and help his best friend.

"I'd like to remind you, Tomlinson, that both myself and Calum share this room with your dear Harry." Luke grumbled under the covers, as both Harry and Calum groaned, Harry sitting up in his bunk, underneath Luke.

"Louis, mate, I love you. But shut the fuck up." Cal rubbed his eyes, opening the door clad in only his boxers and a mop of Afro-like hair.

"I need Harry. Now." Lou rushed in, whipping the covers of Luke before grabbing Harry's hand and pulling him out the door.

"Why at this ungodly hour?" Luke rubbed his head, jumping down from his bunk and joining Calum at the door just as Liam and Mike appeared.

"Nice pj's, Mike."

"I'm superman."

"Don't tell me you don't know what's happening tonight?" Louis rolled his eyes as the boys shook their heads. "Jesus."

"NIALL?" Zayn hollered down the corridor bellow them, the sound of a door opening and closing echoing through Ash's house.

"Just coming! Anne's ordered like 9 suits."

"That's because there's 9 of us."

"Right." Mike giggled at Niall's stupidity finding it all rather amusing; the situation, his comment and the fact that he was being expected to wear a suit- to whatever occasion it was.

"Y'aright boys?" Zayn appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Harry? Blue or black socks?" Louis stumbled back through his door, looking panicked.

"Is this your big fucking dilemma? 'Cause I couldn't give a shit." Harry was blunt, but isn't he always in the morning?

"What great friends I have." Mumbling, Louis turned his attention to Niall and the suits he was holding.

"They look... Posh." Ashton rubbed his eyes as he came up behind Mike, checking his watch before offering him a grin.

"They're for tonight." Ni's eyes lit up; mainly because Jess' bum always looked good in her red dress. And he knew she'd be wearing it; perks of having Megan (who doesn't mind opening her mouth a few times too often) as a contact.

"Tonight?"

"I'm lost."

"The fuck is so special about tonight?"

"I have no clue what's going on, can I sleep?" Calum moaned.

"The formal. At Uni- c'mon boys, you knew that." Ash spoke up, moving forward through the crowd to Ni, grabbing some of the suits and handing them out to the boys. "Some of us are blue but most are black."