Denial

Chapter 22

I've never hated Fridays. Actually, Friday is my favorite day of the week. But today is an exception, because I hate this Friday. Today was supposed to be great, because it was my last day of school before winter break, and well next week finals will start. Everything was going great today, until now, when Naomi decided to bring me over to the stupid party "of the year".

I said no like hundred times, but Naomi didn't stop insisting until I gave in. She helped with my make up, doing it natural, and I just let my hair messy as always. The party's theme is Christmas, so that is the reason why i'm wearing this Olaf one piece. Naomi wanted me to wear something sexy, like a Santa's whorish helper dress, but I didn't want to.

So this explains why i'm currently in this crowd of people, sitting on a sofa while there is a couple making out right beside me. Disgusting I know. Naomi left me alone, even though she promised not to, and I'm not lying when I say this has been the worst 26 minutes of my entire life. Yes, I've been counting.

The worst part is, I'm in Amy's house. If she sees me, she'll probably kick me out. I wasn't even invited in the first place, Naomi was and I accompanied her, but I'm not really wanted here. The music is so fucking loud and everyone is already drunk, even though they've been here for like 15 minutes. It is so crowded, more than a hundred people are here, and i'm not kidding. It is a mansion, so a lot of people fit here. There are so many unknown faces, which i'm sure are from other schools. I don't even know how Amy knows all this people. Everyone in the room are dressed as something that has to do with Christmas, except for a few people that didn't really dress up or are just wearing Santa's hat. Most of the girls are dressed with mini dresses, as Santas, or as elfs. I think i'm the only girl wearing this one piece, and I probably look ridiculous, but who cares? There is this guy who is literally dressed up as a Christmas tree, so i don't feel that ridiculous.

I sigh and look at my phone to check the hour. It is 11:30, i've been 30 minutes doing absolutely nothing. I've never been so bored in my entire life.

I check my messages to see if Niall has replied any of them. He is coming to the party with his friends, but hasn't arrived yet. When he does, I hope he doesn't leave me alone like Naomi, and maybe it won't be as horrible. But guess what? He isn't replying.

I groan, and I lock my phone again. I look around the room to see if there is any sign of Naomi, but she is nowhere to be seen. Instead, I just see Amy wearing a short white dress that shows a little cleavage, some silver high heels, really big wings with white feathers, dressed up as an angel. I must admit it though, she looks very pretty. But i'm afraid she'll kill someone with those wings, they're very big.

I look away before she notices my presence, and I take out my phone again instead. Finally, I see Niall's name on the screen and a few messages from him. I open them and begin to read them; he has finally arrived.

A smile appears on my face, and I finally get up from the sofa. I make my way through the crowd of people to get to the door, i'm so glad i'm not wearing high heels or this would be more difficult. Finally, after struggling with the crowd, I see Niall with his friends, entering the mansion. I can't contain my laughter when I see what he is wearing. They're all dressed as Santas as expected, but they're shirtless. They're all only wearing some red boxers, Santa's hat, and a red scarf. They look more like strippers than Santas, if you asked me. And by they I mean: Niall, Louis, Zayn, Joey, and Harry.

I notice that as they make their great entrance, few of the girls in the room are staring and whispering. I swear, they think they're fucking gods or something, because they can't seem to stop staring at them. But i must admit it though, they all have great bodies.

Finally Niall sees me and smiles. He whispers something to Louis, before he starts to make his way here. Once he arrives, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed with what i'm wearing. Here is Niall, dressed up as sexy Santa Claus, and then there is me, dressed up as a ridiculous Olaf.