• bake a cake •
The party is a big bore.
Apart from meeting Harry Styles and getting a whiff of his long hair, there's nothing else interesting about the party.
I'm so bored I grab the fifth glass of champagne and sneak to the balcony. Where I can finally be alone and avoid small talk with strangers. I'm so tired of Erik asking me every second if I'm okay and then running off to chat with his friends. I feel like he didn't want to tag me along. He just brought me here so I wouldn't get mad at him for leaving me home alone. But staying home is way better than this big yawn of a party.
I sink back on the couch, the champagne kicking in. Erik finds me and sits next to me.
"Do you want me to take you home?"
I want to say yes so bad but I know that he's having so much fun. If I say yes,
