You're My North Star (H.S. Fanfic)

Part 25 - Party Animals

"FUCK" Bella rammed her hands into her cream coated walls as the dolled up news reporter on her worn down TV rambled on about not only about Harry's previous 'date' but the footage caught of all six of them dancing in the heavy storm that powered through last night.  

Her hands yanged at the roots of her matted locks as her voice strained through her throat, "YOU'RE SO DEAD EMILY." She continued to crash against her stained walls until her thoughts flickered onto revenge.

Bella: We have to do something about this

Her thumbs violently struck her glowing screen.

Jake: What do you want to do, your just going to shut down my ideas per usual

Bella: Well their 'situation' has escalated more than I would like to admit

Jake: And what do you plan on doing

Bella: What did Emily hate most about your relationship

Jake: Dunno, probably when I hit her

Bella: Well I have already sliced her face with a fucking kitchen knife so I need something else

Jake: uhm

Jake: She hated when I had my friends round, I think she gets freaked out by crowds

Bella: Hmm, maybe Emily deserves a little party for becoming famous overnight 

Jake: ??

Bella: I'll send out a couple invitations and then Emily's address along with it

jake: How tf are you gonna get in

Bella: I'm good at picking locks, it's a gift

Jake: When are we doing it

Bella: Now

Jake: Isn't she at Harry's

Bella: Doesn't matter either way her apartments gonna get trashed 

Jake: Who are going to invite then

Bella: Anyone, doesn't matter but as long as there's at least one hundred people

Jake: Good luck, I can't be bothered helping out on this one

Jake: I'll be good use once you learn what good revenge is

Her eyes rolled as she shut her phone, Jake was a very risky person so she was focussed on staying on top of things just incase things got out of hand, she knew if she ended up in jail for doing something to Emily Harry wouldn't bail her out again. There was a part of her that didn't want to disappoint him but then again Bella saw the way he looked at her in those pictures, it didn't break her to see them kiss under the rain, she only wanted him for support but if he falls in love with the positive brunette girl who always seemed to be dancing around her feelings then Bella was going to be completely forgotten.

She proceeded making and handing out the invitations to random people that had popped up on her various social medias and headed over to Emily's to let the party roll into action. 

Her hand firmly grasped down on the door handle making sure she wasn't in before fiddling with her lock, the satisfying click brought a grin to her cunning face and the night proceeded perfectly from that point onwards.

"Welcome!" She raised her hands in the air as she greeted a surprisingly large group of people into the fresh smelling apartment. They seemed to be hard partiers as one older guy brought multiple bottles of vodka from his jacket, it didn't worry Bella at all, in fact it gave her a rush of achievement not that she should be proud of any of this.

More and more guests came flooding into the now very tight and sweaty apartment. Bella took the chance to flee before there were any traces if Emily coming home, it was better to keep Bella's plans anonymous than let Harry figure out so he could give her another 'therapy talk'.

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"Stay" Harry held her arm as she had to face his pouted lip and wide forest green eyes, Emily's arms crossed as her tolerance for Harry's pleading face weakly quivered. 

"I already told you I can't, I have practice first thing in the morning and I don't fancy going in the same outfit I have worn for two days now," his face drooped in unhappy acceptance. 

"Uh, Emily why do you have to be so hard to say goodbye to" he held her hands low and gently outside of her apartment as the boys waited for his presence back in the car parked behind them.

"You already drove me here anyway" she explained while her quiet snigering wondered, "Plus, absence makes the heart grow fonder."

She gave him a cheeky wink as the tips of her fingers gently pushed him causing him to step back, he was left with the faint scent of her hair and the quietness after she spoke. She left him desperate for her once again.

He turned to the sound of his lowering window, "not exactly getting any younger here" Louis uttered. It was safe to say Harry's night ended on good terms, unfortunately for Emily her night was only beginning.. 

Her hand froze on top of the door handle, double checking she was actually at the right room. Yep, she wasn't dreaming as she stared at the golden 24 that hung below the peephole.

The booming music was alarming enough but the frantic, drunken shouting was what threw the hot flush over Emily's head as the sweat on her hands became very uncomfortable. If she was going into this she needed to have confidence to back her up.

If she had the nerve throw herself metres into the air and land on blades balanced across a sheet of ice then she could brush a couple people out her apartment.

In she went, not opening her eyes as she knew once they were exposed to a crowd she would shrivel in anxiety. Her hand reached for the switch and flicked it on before giving it an extra thought.

The booming cheers and shouted lyrics suddenly settled as all eyes were now on her, with the music playing awkwardly in the back she could honestly burst into tears. At least 200 random people were crammed into her apartment made for two and she was the joy kill of this unexpected party.

"I- uh...wha-" She couldn't speak, she was stunned, breathless. 

"TURN IT UP!" An optimistic voice echoed from the corner of her room, there was no way of Emily locating him, she felt like a speck of dust staring up at invading giants. The music raised and bodies pushed her inside as the door shut along with the light.

"Lighten up, your lucky you were invited" a tall skinny girl dazzled in hot pink sequins shouted into her ear as her nose rejected intoxifying breath making her mentally gag. 

She squeezed past the sea of clammy bodies as her stomach churned in confusion. The bathroom had never been so relieving in her life, once she locked the door she let herself bask in its cool air since the rest of her apartment seemed to be seven degrees hotter.

Her phone shook in her hands as she pulled her contacts, if there was one person who was loud enough to make a statement over the carousing strangers it had to be him.

"Hey Benji, I need your help, like right now"