♪ 4 - Party time! ♪

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"Tori?"

"Yeah?" she asked, putting her book down.

"Can I, um, can I tell you something?" I stammered.

She nodded and patted the space next to her. I took a seat then I took a deep breath.

"You know yesterday, when I said that I was going to the mall?"

A nod from her.

"Well, I kinda went to ... to meet someone there and-"

"I knew it," she interrupted. "You're seeing someone!"

"What," I bawled. "No, you bozo!"

"Then who did you meet?"

I am going to regret this.

"Harry Styles from One Direction."

She gaped at me. I knew it, she thought I was lying. Then she screamed so loud, the other three came rushing in as well.

Great! I knew I'd regret my decision!

"You-you-you-"

"YES," I shouted. "I met Harry, not a big deal!"

At that, the other three screamed as well. So I guess they recognized who I was talking about. Regretting my decision already!

"You met THE Harry freaking Styles and are saying that it's not a big deal, are you mad?" Cassy screeched.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Anne added.

"Who cares, did he invite you to a party?" Lucy blurted.

I looked at their expectant faces and sighed, nodding. And they screamed even more.

"And ..." I continued.

Don't say it! Don't say it!

"You guys are also invited!"

Yelling again! Even louder than before!

Great, well at least a heavy boulder is off my shoulders. Only problem now is the constant screaming of these bitches.

Oh well, we're gonna party!

I put on my beautiful dress that Harry bought for me and also applied a bit of makeup.

Knocking.

"Come in!" I yelled, applying my eye shadow.

I saw Cassy coming in, wearing a beautiful royal blue silk dress that had one strap on her right shoulder. Underneath, as she walked, I saw glamorous white pearly heels. Her hair was curled and her makeup was little too extravagant. But all in all, she looked beautiful.

"Well, Cassy," I exclaimed. "Who knew you could look so gorgeous?"

"Me, of course!" she dramatically said, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

I rolled my eyes and started applying a bit of lip gloss.

I felt Cassy put her hands on my shoulders and looked in the mirror to see her smiling at me. I smiled back, turning around to actually face her.

"You look amazing," she sighed. "Harry will like you for sure!"

"I'm not trying to get his attention here," I rolled my eyes. "Only trying to look good 'cause it's a party!"

She frowned but then nodded and mumbled an 'OK'.

"Done!" I whispered.

I fixed my dress and my hair. Then I grabbed by phone and texted my little Hazza.

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