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It was already 5:56pm and we planned things to go off at 8 so I had to hurry. 2 hours and damn I was everything except ready. Why was I so nervous? Anyways.. I hopped in the shower and shaved my legs, not wanting to look like a monkey. After getting out of the shower, I eyed my reflection and rolled my eyes as I started to dry my hair. Gosh it took freaking 30 minutes! I really need to get a haircut. I recently dyed my hair red and I had curls of my own so I straightened it waked to my dresser, covered in a towel.

"No..maybe..ew no..cute, but no.." I went through through my closet, trying to find something decent for Calum's Birthday party. We kept it quiet and we did a damn good job at it! Calum had no idea and I can bet he's going to be so surprised. At least I how he is because I can get really pissed when people don't appreciate when I've done something nice or kind. I'm always nice and kind! HAHAHAHA. No. 

Finally I found a little cute dress, which I immediately threw into the bin. "Where the frickle did that come from! I don't remember buying Barbie's stack of clothes!" I practically yelled downstairs as my mum came up to see if I was succeeding in finding an outfit. "I bought it. Thought you'd look nice in it." Yeah, no. "Thanks mum, but no. This is awful and- WHAT THE?!" I continued as I pulled out a pink cocktail dress with a black ribbon in the middle. I gave my mum a confused look and rose both my eyebrows at her. "Are you trying to kill me, woman?!" She took it, how I hoped she would, as a joke and laughed along with me. "You need to get off that 'Punk Rock' image of yours. You're a girl! You need to do girly things and dress up as a princess like you used to do!" I could've swore there was tear trailing its way down her cheek. "Nuh uh! Not gon' happen!" I said as I pushed her out of my room.

I ended up in ripped skinny jeans, a BMTH Shirt and my black boots. Totally knowing Calum would like it. But to be honest, I kinda hoped his best friend would like it too. As I looked outside I found myself groaning in disgust cause guess what! It was raining! Hell yeah! Funny, hahahahaha no. I dragged myself to my mirror and a little bit foundation and eyeliner and the finishing touch of mascara and lipgloss. Even though it was raining, I couldn't go looking like a..um well..me without make up. I decided to put my straightened hair into a side fishtail braid and walked out of my room. It was now 7:35 and I really had to get going. "Bye mum! See you later or tomorrow!" I yelled to her while heading to the door. "Say congrats from me, kay?" , "No he doesn't like you anyways" , "Shut up and do as you're told. I carried you for 9 months in me so don't give me shit." I laughed and walked out the house. Yeah my mum is just as crazy as me. No wonder we're both single.

I arrived at Luke's after a 10 minute drive and started unpacking the trunk. Ashton and Michael came out to help me, while dearest Luke Hemmings was AGAIN making out with his oh-so-hot-but-not bimbo girlfriend. "Would you mind?" I sassed as I pushed myself through the doorway which was currently taken by Hemmings and I-don't-give-about-her-last-name. They totally ignored me and carried on whatever was coming next upstairs, most likely in Luke's room. I rolled my eyes and ignored the fact that I actually really liked Luke. But you know, if he doesn't like me back, he might as well take a left down the cliff and tumble for a while and then he should be there. As we finished most of the unpacking, surprisingly Calum showed um in the backyard and was pissed. "Uhm guys? What the hell is this? First you all ignore me, not even saying a 'Happy Fucking Birthday'  and then you throw a party without inviting me?! Are you bloody serious?!"

It took a while to calm down, Calum and explain to him that the party was for him and he shouldn't be here for another 30 minutes or so. "Well I got off soccer practice early so I thought I'd just sit on the couch and party by myself, since my friends have been ignoring me for the past 2 days! Even though it was part of the plan, it sucked to be alone" I got all awe on him and cuddled him. "But CalPal, you know we love you! Now go out there and celebrate your 18th birthday!" I said, letting go of him and walking towards the door. I opened it, but wasn't able to move, due to the grip on my wrist. Calum pulled me around so I was facing him, and his face got really scary close to mine. Dafuq like noooo.. Cuteness level 3000 everyone! Gosh is it getting hot in here or is it just me.. "Thank you. I know you must've planned all this. Compared to you, these guys don't even know how to make a pancake." His breath tickled my face as he spoke and I looked him right in the eyes, woah, those eyes..wait what? "Um, yeah I did.. no problem though..you did the same thing for me 4 years ago, remember? I said poking his cheek - he chuckled. God damn. He then let go of my wrist and walked downstairs. What the frickle was this? Why did he..? and what the..? Nooooooooo....forget it!

Things got really weird that evening. Calum always seemed to be grinding on some girl or another but everytime he walked past me, he touched me. When ever he could at that moment. Was he drunk? Or was I drunk? That or maybe I was imagining stuff. No, there he was again, tracing down my arm with his fingers as he walked away from me to get a drink. He really needed to stop that. I was in the need of new pants cuz I nearly  pissed myself the first time he did it. Whoops, what were we talking about again? Oh yeah, Calum who is now making out with some barbie. Yup, that hit, right in my eenie meenie little heart. I just rolled my eyes and started looking for the other guys. I spotted Luke, who was surprisingly, all by himself? "Where's your girlf-.." I was cut off by a weird noise that sounded like he was...god, he was crying! Oh no, I did not and I repeat: I did NOT handle well in these sort of situations. "I..um..do you.." I scratched the back of my neck, really needy to leave. But Luke stood up, crashing his arms around me and bursting out in tears. "She..leh-e-ft me-he" he sobbed and I could feel his tears making my shirt wet.  Thank god it was black and not white. Oh Jesus Christ, someone help me!