Effie's destiny

“I don’t want to stop boxing…”

“Never. We would never ask you to do that plus Liam really wants you to kick Harry’s ass. How about you come to me every two days? Bikram would be a good alternative and it will help your inner balance when you are boxing.” Ella stepped in making the two other girls smile at her comment about Harry.

Effie was so lucky to have so wonderful friends who cared so much about her. As they changed topic taking about tonight’s outfits she started sipping her drink a smile on her beautiful face. She is happy and had amazing friends, what else to want?

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21st September 2011
Earl’s Court Road, London
Effie’s loft

“Eff can I borrow your nude Louboutins?” asked Ella with puppy eyes as she was looking as Effie’s more than impressive clothes collection.

“You don’t have to ask. You can help yourself in the closet. I also have some pads to put inside the shoes if you want. They can be painful at times” replied Effie who was wearing her high-waisted black leather skirt. She had a strapless bra on and was still debating whether to wear the crop top or not. “What do you think girls? Shall I dare?”

“Hell yes! I love this top. I could steal it if you are not careful” replied Perrie who was zipping her shoes. She was wearing high-waisted pink shorts with a simple black top tucked in. she had found a gorgeous pink and black necklace during their shopping trop and was wearing tonight. Her style was very edgy and colourful. Perrie was quite often daring with colours and Effie was admiring her for that.

“You can if you want but I might want it back from time to time”

“Does my ass looks bug in this dress?” asked Ella coming back from the closet.

“I could hear Louis. Your ass looks perfect babe. Harry won’t be able to keep his hands off of it. Where did you find this dress?” asked Effie.

“Mango, last season” said the blond girl adjusting her dark blue one shoulder lace bodycon dress. It was simple but very sexy and it was easy to imagine a lot without being too revealing. It was totally Ella’s style.

“Are we ready to go? The boys will get mad, it’s already 11pm” asked Perrie. Effie quickly put on the crop to, her shoes and they left her flat. The girls had decided to order Chinese instead of going out so they took their time getting ready but still managed to take ages.

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King’s Road, London
Raffles, Night club

The girls paid for the taxi as they all had a few drinks already at Effie’s place. They maybe were a bit tipsy but were hiding it pretty well. They were all wearing extremely high heels and still could walk very well. They probably were used to it but the alcohol in their systems was definitely helping with the pain wearing killer heels brought.

“Harry!” screamed Ella jumping on the curly head boy who groaned but still got hold of her. Okay maybe the girls were not hiding very well their inebriated state as they started giggling like teenagers.

“God woman!” shouted Harry not letting her go. He shifted her to kiss her cheeks close to her lips. “You look hot like that. Perfect ass” he added trailing his hand on her ass making Perrie and Effie laugh.

The other blondie went to her boyfriend who couldn’t take his eyes off of her. They looked so in love and even if Effie found it sickening she could only agree that they looked perfect for each other. She smiled before turning both to Louis and Liam who were looking at her. Niall was nowhere to be seen and Effie wondered where he might be. She liked the Irish lad, he was quite funny and easy to talk to. She was often going to The Lounge, his smoothie bar for a chat and one of his perfect green smoothies.

“Hello…” said the brunette shifting her glance to both boys.

“Hi Eff” said Liam before kissing her cheek. “You look smocking hot. I like the new tattoo.” Indeed the young girl had got a sentence tattooed on her side “N’abandonne jamais” (never back down) a couple of weeks ago. She chose a French sentence mainly because she didn’t back down when she was in that slimming centre in France and that’s what the people there kept telling her. It was a sentence perfect for her. It was her second tattoo, the first one being a little swallow at the top of her neck representing her freedom, her dreams, and her desire to fly away and do what she wants. She got it when she turned 18 and she remembers Louis came with her despite her brothers not agreeing with that idea. It was less than a month before her going to the slimming centre.

“I agree. You look divine baby” added Louis kissing he right temple. “Can we talk?” he asked before handing her a drink. Already tipsy the girl nodded then took a sip of the strong drink. Louis led her to a quieter corner and made her sit down. Before she could even say a word his lips were on hers. Shocked but mostly surprise and intoxicated with the alcohol it took her a couple more seconds to push him away.

“Louis! What the hell?” she finally shouted.

“I want you baby… You look so beautiful…”

“No! No! No Louis! I can’t do this! I can’t anymore!” Effie knew this wasn’t going to be a nice discussion as she could feel Louis tensing next to her.

“What? Why?” He clearly was dumfounded by her words his voice low despite the fact anger flashing through his eyes.

“I can’t do this anymore. You… Me… It’s not healthy. You are expecting more from and I can’t give it to you” she explained calmly.

“You can’t or don’t want to?” he almost shouted.

“Both. Getting angry won’t help Lou…”

“Don’t Lou me! You know what you are? You are a fucking tease Effie” he spat.

“I beg your pardon?” she was now upset.

“You heard me. You come here all dolled up, you tease me, you always do this and then when I tell you I want you you shut me down. Yes you heard well, you are a fucking tease Effie Parks!” Before he could add anything the slapped him across the face.

“And you are an idiot Louis Tomlinson. You and I, our deal, our friendship, everything, we are done. Over. Stick this in your thick little head” she said very calmly before going back to the others who had not missed a single word of the scene. Only when she left realised his mistake. He had lost her, his best friend. The girl he was falling in love with again, his alter ego, his female version. Shocked he let himself fall on the seat before seeing Ella and Harry come to him.

“I messed up big time. I let my fucking cock talk for me” he said taking his head in his hand.

“Give her time love. She has been drinking. She is probably not thinking straight” tried to reassure Ella taking his hands in hers.

“What if… What is she meant it? I can’t lose my best friend” he sounded desperate, that was heart breaking but that had been threatening to happen for a little while.

“Just give her time mate. Come on, let’s get you some soft drink” said Harry leading his friend to the bar.

Back to Effie she came back to the group and took a long sip of her drink. Not thinking. She didn’t want to think. She knew deep down she had over-reacted but she needed to make a point. Maybe she would speak to him the day after but for now she was really upset with him.

“Liam… Take me away” said the girl bluntly

“Eff…”

“No. Listen to me for once. I’m asking you a favour. Take me away. I need fresh air”

As the boy could see the young girl clearly upset he didn’t argue. She wasn’t crying, she never cries but her face was an open book tonight. He took her hand waving at the others to let them know he would contact them soon and led her outside the club.

“Where to?”

“The studio. I need to get rid of this feeling. Please” she begged.

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