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It's currently 6:10 and I'm just peacefully sitting down on my bed, doing nothing. I felt like I should wait for 6:30 or something before I go because I absolutely do not plan on being early since it's too odd for some reason. I can't quite put a finger on it. Gosh, I'm weird.

Anyways, searching for the right clothes to wear for the party was so fucking exhausting and hard. I ended up wearing this plain white sleeveless top with a black plaid flannel and some random pair of skinny jeans that I usually wear. It's not my best outfit but I rather want to be comfortable. Hopefully, I won't look like a dipshit in the party.

"Brae!" I hear my mom yell from downstairs, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?!" I yell back.

"Someone's here!" I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion as I stood up from my bed and headed out of my door. Who could it be?

As soon as I was already downstairs in the living room, my gaze snapped towards my mom. "Who's here?"

"Hey Brae." A familiar voice spoke from behind me, causing me to frantically turn around to see Niall.

"Why are you here?" I ask, sounding a bit harsh.

"Brae! Stop being rude." Mom scolds me.

"Oh uh, hey Niall." I awkwardly wave my hand at him and he laughs.

"You're really funny."

I force a smile. "Haha."

"Anyways, I'm driving you to the party." He grins. I don't know if I should be happy about this but this is utterly awkward.

Before I could open my mouth to speak, mom beat me to it. "Oh that's a good idea! Brae definitely needs a ride especially at this time. You know, this place is no longer safe."

I roll my eyes as I facepalmed myself in the inside.

"I understand Mrs. Harperson." Niall gives her a warm smile.

"So let's go?" He turns to me, offering his hand for me to take which I declined as I merely gave him a nod before walking past him. I feel a bit sorry for him but he shouldn't act this way. It's strange...

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I hop out of the car before slamming the door shut. The rest of the ride was terribly awkward like I barely talked to him while he tried to start up new conversations to purposely make me talk. Unfortunately, he failed. I'm just not comfortable with him unlike Harry. I absolutely felt more open with him for some reason.

"You're gonna have fun." Niall says enthusiastically as he went beside me.

"Yeah." I smile widely, not being able decipher the fact that I'm finally going to experience partying. This is my first time and I hope nothing bad will happen.

"Come." He gestures me to follow him as we walk over to the house.

Loud music was booming through my ears as we got closer and closer. Just hearing the noise coming from the house excites me. I can't wait to be inside already and have fun. I can tell, this is going to be the best night ever.

Out of the blue, a loud moan erupted next to me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glance at my side to see teenagers making out on the ground, causing me to instantly scrunch my eyebrows in disgust. What the fuck?

"Wha-what are they doing?" I whisper to Niall who was ahead of me.

"Huh?" He curiously glanced to what I was refering to, and as soon as his eyes landed on the teenagers, he laughed. "They're making out, what else?"

How can he be so nonchalant about this. I anticipated him to get mad at them for doing such unappropriate actions in his party. I brushed it off as we finally stepped inside the house, the strong smell of alcohol intoxicating me. I guess there's always alcohol in parties.

My face dropped when I noticed more teenagers making out, literally sucking their faces off as they grind against eachother. This is honestly making me sick. I never assumed a party to be this similar with a pub.

"You okay?" I hear Niall ask and I simply gave him a nod. I might as well enjoy this so called party. Mom gave me this opportunity so I won't waste it.

"Oh and I forgot!" He exclaims, swiftly facing me. I look at him puzzled as I wait for him to speak. "You look stunning."

My eyes widened, feeling my cheeks heat up. "Tha-thanks." I mumble and he smiles. "I want you to meet the other lads."

"Okay." I nod. This must be the best part of the party. He motions me to follow him and we both walked over to the group of boys. I swallowed hard. They awfully looked intimidating than I thought.

"Hey lads!" Niall exclaims in excitement as the boys' head snapped over to us.

"This is Brae." He adds.

"Uh hey." I force a smile as I try to act naturally.

"I'm Liam. It's a pleasure to meet you." The other guy said, giving me a warm smile as he tucks his hand out for me to shake and I hesitantly did.

"And I'm Louis. It's nice to meet you." Another guy came out of nowhere as he leaned in and attempted to kiss my cheek but I quickly backed away.

"Likewise." I mutter and he laughs.

"Did that as well and failed, obviously." Zayn, whom I only recognized, laughed as he pats Louis' back.

"I like you." Louis winks at me and I awkwardly look away.

"Anyhow, want some drink?" Niall questions me.

"No thanks."

"Oh come on." He persuades.

"Fine." I sigh. "No alcohol please."

"Okay." He shots me a grin before walking away, leaving me with the other guys. I can tell, this is going to be very uncomfortable. I wonder where Harry is though. There's suspiciously no sign of him around whatsoever.

"Where's Harry?" I blurt out as I glance over to the other lads, waiting for an answer.

"Harry? Who gives a fuck about him?" Zayn mocks, laughing. I frown. What kind of friend is he.

"I do." I retort.

"That's a first." He laughs even harder. God he is being a jerk rightnow.

"Don't be too hard on her Zayn." Louis tells him before looking at me "Harry's alone in his room."

"What?" I say, confused.

"He's not fond of parties." Fuck what?! Okay, now this is unbelievable. I anticipated Harry to be a party animal, and him not being fond of parties is absolutely hard to take in like what the actual fuck.

"Are you serious?" I choked out.

"Yes." He chuckles.

"Why doesn't he?" I question, curiousity getting the best of me.

"Too much flesh."