Author's Note: last update for a few days. i'll update on friday.. maybe... not sure yet. okay. well this chapter is slightly inappropriate, and i feel so awkward writing about this..
the song for this chapter is: Control by Metro Station (my favorite song ever)
CAUTION: THIS CHAPTER MIGHT BE INAPPROPRIATE SO IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 13, THEN PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER AND WAIT UNTIL FRIDAY TO CONTINUE READING.
i have not been clubbing, ever; maybe because i'm 15. so i apologize if i get anything incorrect.
well without further a-due or however you say it, chapter thirteen :)
-Becca ;*
Niall's P.O.V.
RECAP
We saw figures coming out from the one of the main hallways.
"Holy shit---." Harry yelled.
END OF RECAP
"Don't get a boner, it's just your trusty designated drivers for the night." Bree said while putting a chaufer hat on.
They looked dressed like they were just going for a walk, no heels, very little makeup, their hair was in a messy bun, and they had shorts and a t shirt on with Converses. Very fancy.
"Okay, heads up- the girls look like sluts. Just ending it there." Emmy said while putting her phone in her back pocket.
"Are you three ready yet?" Bree yelled down the hall.
"Screw you, heels, I'm wearing Converses." I think Leah said to her shoes?
"Will you hurry up? It's 8:57, get your asses in here before we leave without you sluts." Bree snapped.
"Coming, god." Jessie said to Bree.
"I don't appreciate being called a slut." Olivia said while walking out from the hallway.
"Can we just go now?!" Louis screamed.
"Jess, get in here."
"No one told me I looked horrible in this dress!" She whined.
"You look fine," Zayn said, with his patience running out, "now come here and lets go."
Olivia's P.O.V.
I didn't like this. I feel exposed. I don't like it one bit. Why did the girls drag me into doing this? What if we got caught for sneaking in? This was a horrible idea.
"We rented a limo." Emmy said while getting in the front with Bree, everyone else got into the back. "Welcome party animals! This is your driver, Emilia Jean Haynes accompanied by Brianna Mae O'Brien! While you are being driven to the new club, 'BARCODE,' please feel free to talk amongst yourselves! Beware, the paparazzi know you're going to the club. Since you are now international pop-stars, you are allowed to do whatever you please in America, if you're accompanied by two sober adults. So here we are! Enjoy your ride!" (A/N: i know that's not a law or anything. but just go with it)
I could see Emmy being a tour-guide. It's just her personality!
"She kills me." Jessie said, while resting her head onto the back of her seat.
"So, Leah," Harry said, "why no heels? I'd still have a few inches on you anyways."
"Yeah, yeah. Shut up. They hurt my feet and I really don't want to get any taller than I already am now."
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