Tangled Love

"Wow girl, you really do work miracles." I murmur in Ivory's direction, inspecting myself in the mirror. My hair is curled in soft bouncy waves, resting on my shoulders. Ivory applied my makeup perfectly, a dark smokey eye to compliment my brown eyes finished off with a pink nude lip. I have on a thin diamanté choker and some simple stud earrings.

She persuaded me to wear tight a white fitted halter-neck top that exposes my arms but covers my stomach. Underneath I wear simple black high waisted jeans and finish my look off with some wedges.

I'm definitely not a heels kind of girl.

After spraying myself with a few spritz of perfume, I'm finally ready. Excitement settles inside me and the drama I had this morning with Jake is beginning to be pushed to the back of my mind. I'm so ready to let loose and have a good time.

"Thank you for everything you've done Ivory, you're an awesome friend." I tell her truthfully. Ivory waves her hand around modestly before replying —

"Don't thank me. You're an awesome friend too." she smiles and I leaned in to hug her tightly. Her soft scent lingers around her and I step back, impressed.

"You smell good."

"It's my new perfume, its magic in a bottle. It's like a human magnet, I attract both guys and girls." She giggles, her face the definition of carefree.

I laugh along with her and we hold hands tightly before walking out the door. I can hear a few people already laughing and chatting downstairs, indicating the party has well and truly started. 

dressed in a baby blue crop top and denim jeans, the colour contrasting perfectly

Lets forget about Jake and have the best time."  Ivory responds and I nod my head, agreeing with

now in full swing.

in good spirits, music bouncing off the walls. After speaking to a few friends, I decide to take

 I miss him. My heart stops for a moment as I catch a glimpse of dark hair from opposite the

shirt underneath a denim button down that he'd left open. The material clung to his toned torso and arms perfectly. My eyes drifted down, roaming his body. He wore dark jeans and an expensive looking watch sat on his wrist. His hair is messy but styled,

looks amazing.

Why did the boy have to

of them bat their long eyelashes at them, trying to dig their claws in as soon as possible. I resist the urge to roll my eyes at them. I lean back and watch Jake, studying the way he

as his gaze falls on me and our eyes lock together. His expression appears apologetic for a

this silly party anymore but I'm here for Ivory, no-one else. I silently wish Trish was here to

me, exhaling deeply as he drops himself down.

messy blonde hair. I give him a

you enjoying the party?"

you know? Only thing different is you. I've never seen

it or not.

and I