We entered the big house. There was no one.
"Harry, are you really sure we're at the correct place?" I asked him this time again, getting frustrated minute by minute.
"Yes. And wait here, I'll be back."
"What the fuck, harry, wait." I said reaching for his hands.
"Its okay, Ellie. I'm here only. Just gonna call Liam is all. Stay here, okay?" He said reassuringly removing my hand from his hands.
"Okay, yeah." I said and he went away upstairs.
I took a moment observing this house. It was indeed huge and all. The furniture, the items here, looked really expensive. Is he sure he wants to party here? It'll all be destroyed if he does.
Suddenly the lights went off. A loud screeched scream left my mouth.
"HARRY, THIS BETTER BE A JOKE!?!"
"HARRY, IM SERIOUS."
"I'LL CHOP OFF YOUR BALLS, I SWEAR TO GOD, HARRY!!!!"
"Its okay, Elliot, I'm here." That sounded a bit familiar, but it was still pitch black
"Where are you, Niall? Oh my god."
"Elliot Rose Styles." Niall's voice came, and then the lights came out.
I saw niall standing a bit away from me. His hands at his back in a chivalrous manner. He was wearing a tuxedo that perfectly matched my dress.
What is happening.
