Loved You First ♥

Ivy Davis is starting Bradford High, A private boarding school in Yorkshire. What she doesn't know is that a certain 5 boys also go to the school. What will happen when she is accidently locked in the attic storeroom? Will he change her life forever?
full of suspense, romance and adventure ♥
“To live the life you love is the greatest gift you could ever receive, but living one everyone else sees in their eyes is something unenjoyable. And only a few select people are controlled to the point of misbehaviour.”- Harry Styles

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19. Chapter eleven :P

 

*Estella’s POV*

Ivy, Autumn, Alice and Scarlett had found there dresses. Marcy had had one specially made from her drawings, so we just stayed in the changing rooms criticising the dresses.

The shop was full of costumes, there was no one in there; I’m not surprised. It was all too old for me, Vintage, they called it. I know it’s a Masquerade ball, But my dress was by far the best, even though it’s more modern than the Romeo and Juliet type ones they had all bought.

Right now we are all sitting in the town square at the huge fountain waiting for the boys. We had all the dresses taken back to the school and now everyone was chatting to each other about how fun prom was going to be.

“Estella, Babe” Marcy called to me.

“Yeah” I replied raising my eyebrows.

“I think I’m falling for him” Marcy scooted over to my side and whispered to me.

“Wait, who are we talking about?”

“Louis, of course!” she exclaimed in a DUH tone.

I sat here with my mouth open in the shape of an O.

I thought of something…

If only I could find a way to get back to Harry.

I know I’m kind of friends with Ivy but this isn’t about her, Harry was meant to be mine. The thing is I don’t even want him to be my boyfriend, no, I just want him to show that he truly does love me. He’s hiding it, that’s all...

So I need to do something at prom that will make him all mine. I already know he’d rather be with me at the moment. So I better get it off with him…

Ivy’s POV

I got everything ready, my dress, mask, new make-up! I sure hope Harry likes it- I’m keeping my dress a surprise, that way it’ll be more fun tomorrow. We were making our way to my dorm, Harry always likes to drop me off- its really sweet in my opinion!

“Please Ivy, just one little peak?” Harry pleaded once more, sticking out his bottom lip.

“Hun’ I’ve already said no!” I told him again. He leaned in and I thought he was going to kiss me but his lips made its way down my neck, sucking it softly. Kissing my jaw line, a little moan escaped my lips. I felt him smile in satisfaction, suddenly his lips were removed from my neck and he looked at me curiously, still pouting.

“No.” I said simply.

“FINE!” he sulked. I leaned in a placed an innocent peck on his smooth lips.

“Bye Ivy, call me if you need anything?” he whispered, his lips brushing soothingly against mine. As a response I nodded whilst saying “Bye baby!”

After kissing me one more time he disappeared out of my sight. Sighing, I walked into my dorm to find Estella standing there looking at her dress that recently arrived.

“Can I see?!” I shouted whilst making my way towards her.

“Okay, but not even Marcy has so don’t tell her!” she replied smiling. People tell me that Estella is mean, but so far she’s only showed me her nice side.

She pulled out her perfectly made dress. It was purple and in all honesty I didn’t like it…

“Wow! It’s… urm… revealing?” I stated, it sounded more like a question.

“WELL! I LOVE IT! ITS PERFECT! MY DADDY GOT IT FROM AN EXPENSIVE DESIGNER IN PARIS!” She shrieked.

“Alright! What’s in that bag down there?” I asked glancing over at a large, sealed black bag.

“Urm, nothing, I- er- have to try this on!” she stuttered walking over to her bathroom. Something’s up, she’s sounding very suspicious…

Estella’s POV

I nervously but quickly walked over to the bathroom carrying my special bag. Inside it was my other outfit for tomorrow night; it is perfect, I’m sure HE is going to love it- its part of my plan which I cannot tell you fully, yet.

I pulled it out, slipped it on and smiled at it… (pic: http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=Leighton+meester+underwear&um=1&hl=en&safe=active&sa=N&biw=1099&bih=928&tbm=isch&tbnid=eWaf1dka_0zB5M:&imgrefurl=http://brianedwardchan.xanga.com/weblog/%3Funi-22-direction%3Dp%26uni-22-nextdate%3D11%252F10%252F2009%2B0%253A10%253A34.750&docid=ZXiBDdpwSvh1_M&imgurl=http://swipelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/leighton-meester-3.jpg&w=409&h=516&ei=_yjWT5y5NuLK0QWR-8GGBA&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=138&sig=103345281662052729992&page=1&tbnh=138&tbnw=108&start=0&ndsp=35&ved=1t:429                     sorry its quite long!)

Harry, be ready baby, because you are coming back to me!

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