Noah's POV:
After the strange phone call, I headed upstairs to change my clothes, ready for this stupid party that I didn't really want to go to, but everyone was going and I didn't want to seem like a buzzkill. They were all so excited. As I opened the door to my room, I could hear Molly singing at the top of her lungs in the bathroom and let's just say she was not musically gifted. Hitting a high note, my face automatically scrunched up from the pain in my ears. It was so bad, that I wanted to leave the room immediately, but I needed to get ready, so I had to come up with a different way to stop the awful sounds coming from her mouth. I pushed open the door to the bathroom and said abruptly, "Can you stop singing! I need to phone a taxi!"
She was topless, only wearing red-laced knicker
