Song: Want to want me

Artiste: Jason Derulo

"Come on Ana, you've got to do this, or don't you want to be done in time for the party?" My best friend, Conor, asked.

"But it's so haaaard" I whined, letting my head rest back on the pillow.

I had a calculus homework, and I called him over to help me.

Conor, being the good soul he was, agreed to come over.

Now, he was begging me to do my own homework.

"Seriously, you know Josh won't be happy if we show up late"

Josh was throwing a Halloween themed party for his cousin who was turning 18 today, and he wanted her to meet all the other boys and his friends, in addition to the giant party he was throwing for her.

He also wanted us to arrive early, so as to surprise her.

"I know Con, it's just so hard" I whined. Then I perked up again, with the perfect idea to get out of the calculus prison.

"Wanna do a musically?"

"Oooh yes" then his brows came together in realization.

"I know what you're doing Ana, and you're so lucky I love you" He said, rolling his eyes and picking up my math books.

After he did my homework for me, we did a fee musicallys, and then it was almost time to leave.

"Pichaku or Olaf?" I asked, holding the two onesies to him.

"None" he replied, moving towards my wardrobe.

I groaned and followed him, trying not to rub my face and ruin my make up.

"Why is it so hard to choose a simple costume?" I asked again, leaning against the door while he rummaged through my wardrobe.

"It's not hard Ana. You're just a lazy fuck. You have over 10 to choose from"

I giggled at him. "Well that's true"

I had my hair and makeup done, so all that was left, was to find a suitable costume. I just hoped I wouldn't have to alter it last minute.

"Okay I found something. Remember this from two years ago?"

It was a black romper I bought, to pair with red heels, red horn and a staff.

So yeah, I was meant to look like a she devil. But then I got ill, so I couldn't go.

"Will that fit?" I asked, skeptical about putting it on.

When I got it, it was kind of big on me, and I had planned on fitting it. But I didn't anyway.

But in all honesty, I had grown a lot since two years ago.

"We won't know unless we try" he replied. "Now go and try this on, let me know of you have to re do your makeup and hair"

"Yes dad" I giggled, moving forward. But then I yelped when something held me back.

My necklace and hair had been caught on the jagged edge of the broken handle of my wardrobe. See what procrastination does?

"Well come on Ana, we don't have all day"

"I would, but I'm stuck"

"Stuck? How?" He asked, laying the dress on the bed and walking up to me.

"I don't know. Just get me out"

My bathrobe wasn't too tight around my body, so due to my constant struggling, it opened up. Completely. Putting my scantily clad body on display for Conor.

His eyes scanned my body for a second, before he went back to try and get me unstuck.

"Ow! Conor that hurts" I cried out when he pulled a chunk of hair too hard.

"Sorry" he whispered,  looking down at me.
Our faces were in close proximity, and so were our bodies.

Before Con and I became best friends, we used to have some serious awkward moments between us.

Mostly because the universe shipped us together. Caspars words, not mine.

"Guys, we're he - Oh"

Caspar and Joe barged into my room, probably to tell us that it was time to leave, but the sight before them caused reactions of slacked jaws and eyes as wide as saucers.

"S-sorry guys, we'll be downstairs" Caspar stuttered, dragging an extremely sad/angry looking Joe along with him.

I looked at our position again.

Conor was pressed up against me, my bathrobe was open, and one of his legs were between mine.

It was impossible for the brain to go elsewhere.

"Okay dress up quickly, let's go downstairs before the others think we're fucking our brains out" Conor said, sitting in front on my dresser and scrolling through is phone.

I laughed and smacked his head, going into the bathroom to pull in the romper.

It was tight against my body. Not the 'squeezing the life out of you' kind of tight.

But the 'looks extremely good on you and is comfortable' kind of tight.

I put my hair into a tight ponytail, fitting the horns on top. As I did my hair, I couldn't help but think why Joe looked the way he did.

I mean, I was close with all the boys, except Joe. He had something against me, I wasn't sure what. But I steered clear of him too.

I went back and shooed Conor from the dresser.

My entire face was cleaned, as I had to retouch my make up.

I did smokey cat eyes and put on a bright red lipstick and my choker.

Conor helped me with my shoes, and then carried my bridal style downstairs.

He claimed I would be slow If I walked.

Bless that boy. He's the best friend ever.

"Happy Birthday!" Everyone screamed as soon as the birthday girl came onto the club.

Josh rented out the entire club for the birthday party, and there were a lot of stars. Both from YouTube and other stuff.

"Oh My God thank you guys so much" the brunette squealed, tears pooling in her eyes.

"You can cry later babe, but for now, let's partaaay"

Everyone yelled in agreement to Jake, who came out from God knows where, looking ridiculous as fuck in his cat boy outfit.

Spandex was a good look on him.

2 hours later

A few minutes to midnight, and I was already giggly.
 
Conor had his hands around my waist, keeping me stable so I wouldn't fall.

I soon felt his grip loosen around my waist.

"Uh, Ana, I'm going to get a refill. I'll be back in a few"

My best friend scurried away, and I suspected something, or rather someone, did something to make him go away.

My searching eyes instantly met with light blue ones that were staring straight into mine.

I had enough!

I walked up to him in anger.

"Joe, what is wrong with you?"

He gave me a 'what do you mean?' Look.

I impatiently rolled my eyes and dragged him by his belt buckle outside.

"You know very well what I mean Joseph"

He cringed as I mentioned his full name and looked down.

"You really wanna know why I act the way I do?"

"Well duh!"

"It's because I-I-I love you okay"

My eyes widened.

"I really do Ana. But then you and Conor are just so perfect for each other and I know you want him and I know you want him too and -"

I shook my head and crashed my lips into his in a messy kiss to stop his rambling.

He was shocked to say the least, and stood frozen against me.

I pulled his thin arms around my waist and tugged on his hair.

As he if suddenly snapped back to reality, he started kissing me back.

We both pulled out for air, lazy smiles on our faces and breaths heavy.

"Joe, you're the only one I want. And the only one I want to want me"

As if on cue, the song started playing.

We giggled and locked our hands together, strolling back into the club to have the time of our lives.