When Amelia arrived at the rugby club where Tom’s birthday party was being held, she was amazed by the amount of people who had turned up for Tom’s party. She knew he was outgoing and rather popular, but this took her by surprise. Amelia smirked and grabbed Tom by the waist, “Happy birthday babe”.
The function room was kitted out with several 21 decorated balloons and each wall had a banner saying Happy 21st Birthday. There was a buffet table with a selection of sandwiches, crisps, volauvents and sausage rolls. At the end of the table was a selection of jelly, cupcakes and trifle. In the centre of the room was a mini dance floor and the DJ was stationed next to it. There was a warm atmosphere and Amelia knew that this would be a night to remember.
Amelia’s best friends Katie and Sam arrived about half an hour after Amelia. Katie was tall and skinny with long blonde hair and wearing a very noticeable gold sequined dress. Sam was the same height as Amelia and slightly overweight. The girls greeted each other with hugs, shrieking and bombarded Tom with kisses on the cheek. “Watch the lippy. Ewww. I have girl germs.”
“What are you, like four Tom?” joked Katie. The gang erupted with laughter, made worse by Amelia and Mel’s infectious laughter.
“What time will your brother be here babe?” enquired Amelia.
“Errrrr, he said he’d be here about ten as his mate was giving him a lift” answered Tom.
“Ok. I hope I don’t embarrass myself”, Amelia giggled. Tom shot a "don’t be ridiculous" glance at Amelia.
Ten o’clock passed and Amelia and her gang were showing off their dance moves, laughing and taking pictures with their identical pink cameras whilst doing so. At this point Tom had undone some of the buttons on his shirt and his hair was slightly dishevelled. Amelia had begun to feel slightly tipsy but decided to order more vodka and red bulls for everyone. There was a queue at the bar and Amelia was waiting for about fifteen minutes before she eventually got served, much to her annoyance. When she got back from the bar, Amelia noticed that Tom was stood with a rather short but skinny guy with mouse brown hair, dressed in black skinny jeans with a studded belt and a tight tee shirt. She couldn’t see the man’s face as his back was turned to her. Amelia managed to catch a rather drunken Tom’s eye. “Babe, I want you to meet my brother Lewis. Yo Lewis, this is my sexy girlfriend Amelia”. The skinny man with brown hair turned round and greeted Amelia with a smile but when their eyes locked, both of their smiles diminished. Amelia turned a deathly white colour, much paler than usual. “Errr hi”, Lewis mumbled.
“Hi, nice to meet you”, Amelia lied. “Can you just excuse me for a moment I need the little girls’ room”. Tom looked slightly baffled at the obvious awkwardness between the pair of them but continued to take a swig from his bottle of Stella Artois.
Amelia had locked herself in a toilet cubicle for half an hour. She felt nauseous and was in disbelief. How could Lewis be Tom’s older brother? A tear began to roll down Amelia’s delicate face and was in an almost catatonic state. She was disturbed from her daze when she heard a crowd of drunken girls barging into the toilets.
“Amelia. AMELIA!”
“Are you okay Amelia? What’s wrong?”
Amelia quickly wiped the tears from her cheek and opened the door to the cubicle and managed a feeble smile. “Dodgy volauvent I think”, Amelia replied.
“You just sort of weirded out when that Lewis dude joined us”, said Sam who was obviously very concerned.
“I am fine I just came over a bit dizzy and have been a bit sick that’s all”, Amelia reassured the girls.
“Well we will call you a taxi home”, said Katie.
“No it’s okay, I feel better now”, exclaimed Amelia. Melanie however, did not look convinced.
The girls rejoined the party and went to search for Tom, who by 12 o’clock was completely legless. Amelia noticed that Lewis was no longer with him. “Where’s your brother gone?” asked Amelia.
“He went home. Something to do with being up early in the morning”, Tom was slurring his words and Amelia giggled slightly and grabbed hold of Tom tightly and did not loosen her grip for a good few minutes.“You alright babe?”
“I just love you Tom. So much.” Amelia began to choke back the tears and then let go of Tom and joined in with the girls’ questionable dance moves. While the girls were laughing and enjoying themselves, Amelia forced a laugh every now and again for the rest of the evening.
The party ended at 2 o’clock in the morning and Amelia and her gang were very amused by the fact Tom’s parents were carrying him into a taxi.
“Think someone enjoyed themselves a little too much”, Melanie giggled. Eventually Amelia and Melanie’s taxi arrived and both girls slumped into the back seat of the fusty smelling taxi. There was silence for a while until Melanie grabbed Amelia’s hand.
“What really happened tonight Ams. You have not been yourself all evening. I’ve been really worried about you”, said Melanie who was clearly worried.
“Nothing”, Amelia sighed.
“I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you one bit!” snapped Melanie.
“Oh Mel don’t spoil a good night. Nothing’s wrong so just drop it will you?” Amelia rarely lost her temper, but she did not feel like sharing her deepest, darkest secret.
After the ten minute taxi journey the girls were finally home. Melanie paid the taxi driver the fare while Amelia fumbled with her house key trying to open the door. Melanie snatched the key from Amelia’s hand and opened the front door with ease. Amelia barged past her sister, completely blanking her and ran straight upstairs into her bedroom. She threw her clothes off onto her unusually clean, cream carpet and got straight into bed. Tears fell from Amelia’s eyes like raindrops from the sky. She knew that tonight would be a night to remember, but she knew she would remember it for all the wrong reasons.
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