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Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I shimmied into one of Eleanor's dresses. It was pink and lace, coming to about mid-thigh. The tag was still on the dress, so I'm guessing this was a gift from someone because from what I've seen Eleanor wear, this definitely isn't her style. I walked over to the bathroom and heated up the curling iron. I curled my hair loosely, and let it cascade down my back. I did light make up and added a pair of nude heels along with the dress. 

"El! C'mon, we're leaving!" Niall called from downstairs. I smiled at my reflection and did a quick turn. 

"Perfect." I said to myself and made my way downstairs. Voices were coming from the kitchen so I walked over. As soon as I stepped foot in there, all eyes were on me. I could have sworn I saw Louis' eyes pop out of his head. "Hi." I greeted them sheepishly. 

"New fashion sense too." Zayn spoke, eyeing up my dress. 

"Showing some skin gurl." Harry winked and high-5'd me. 

"We ready?" Liam asked. I nodded and took Louis' hand. 

"You look absolutely stunning." he whispered in my ear. I blushed and kissed his cheek. 

"Thanks babe." I replied. 

~*~

"Come on and turn me on, turn me on, turn me on!" 

The music blasted through the large club speakers. I was on the dance floor, grinding up on Louis. 

Yes, I grind. Don't judge. 

And maybe I had a few drinks... and by a few I mean 7. Who knew alcohol could make you feel so free? It also makes your dress hike up. But who cares about that? 

"I think it's time to go home." Liam shouted at us over the music. 

"No!" Louis and I whined. Liam grabbed Louis and Harry came and grabbed me, and they both dragged us out of the club. 

"Yo, the club couldn't even handle us Lou!" I slurred. 

"Dude, we were blowing up the place. With our awesome dancing and singing." Louis mumbled then belched. 

"I'll take Eleanor to her room." Harry told Liam. 

"Who's Eleanor?" I asked. 

"You are silly." Louis chirped and squeezed my cheeks. 

"No, I'm Arielle." I corrected him. 

"No, you're Eleanor. My girlfriend." 

"No, Eleanor is my friend. She's at my house right now. I'm here, my name's Arielle." I laughed drunkenly.