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6:00 pm -day of the murder

Emilia's *POV*

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I stand outside Channing's house, waiting for him to meet me outside. My knees grow week as I watch him walk out with Louis, Zayn, Matt, Dan, and Alana. I watch Matt's eyes grow wide as he spots me. He drops his head, but I know that I can see a tiny hint of pink in his cheeks. A smirk forms on my face as my eyes find Alana's and Dan's hands intertwined.

"Well, well. I finally get to see who the famous boyfriend it. You never told me it was Dan!" They walk up to me and Alana playfully pushes me.

"Hold on, Dan. I'll be back." Alana looks up at Dan and kisses him in the cheek. He nods with a smile. Alana takes my wrist and she drags me away from the half group we have.

"What's up, Al?" I ask, confused.

"Em..."

"Al..."

"You like Mattew don't you?" She whispers with a smile. I can feel my fave burning and I break out in a small sweat, "Oh my god! YOU DO!" She shouts. I push her away, nodding.

"Fine, fine! I do like Matty." I pout.

"Let's go, girls!" Louis shouts.

"We are coming hold on!" Alana shouts back, "Okay, Em, I need to tell you something. Matty and I talked earlier today and even though he acts like-"

"Babe, we need to go." Dan interrupts, grabbing Alana by the waist.

"Emilia! You're coming with me and Zayn!" Channing shouts. I nod and turn to Alana.

"I'll talk to you at the frat house, ya?" I ask her.

"Yes, definitely. We will meet you guys there." We say our goodbye's and head to our cars. My heart races with excitement as Zayn starts the car.

"Happy birthday, Em." Channing says, squishing my cheeks.

I slap his hands away, "Thanks, Chan."

"Zayn, ya gotta speak up." Channing tells him.

"Shu'up, you guys. I am trying to drive here!"

"Yeesh...someone is on their man period." I giggle.

"And someone is quite immature." He comments back, throwing a smirk in there.

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6:30 pm -day of the murder

Matt's *POV*

Louis and I walk in, and he heads straight for Harry. I smirk slightly as how cute I think they are, but I pity Louis. He is completely oblivious that his boyfriend is cheating in him with his bestfriend, Demi.

I shove my hands in my jacket pockets and find Dan standing in the corner alone. I furrow my eyebrows, confused on why Alana isn't with him, "Dan?!" I yell over the music so that he could hear me, "What's up, mate?"

Dan sighs. Even though I can't hear it, I know what's happening. He points to Alana who is grinding on George. My eyes widen as I see that the whites if his eyes are red and so are Alana's.

"The two of them are baked." I speak up.

"Like a cake." Dan loudly mumbles. I pat his shoulder.

"I'll talk to them. Hang tight." Dan nods and flashes me a fake smile. I make my way through the sweaty bodies and squeeze my way in between George and Alana.

"Heeeeeey," George wines, "What the hell, man?"

"You're high," I straight up tell them, poking him hard in the chest, "Straighten your act together and step away," I turn to look Alana straight in the eyes, "You're taken! Look at your boyfriend over there! He is broken 'cus you grinding on George!" Alana stares at Dan and breaks out into laughter.

"Who gives a fuck about Daniel! He is so awkward and quiet! Fuck him!" Alana pushes me out of the way and smacks lips with my band mate and sloppily make out in front of my. Fed up, I slap George hard on the back of his head.

"Well, fuck you guys too!" I walk back to Dan and shrug.

"We're over aren't we...?" I nod.

"I am so sorry, Dan. I tried." He nods, looking at his red all-stars.

"No, it's fine. I am too boring for her anyway." I grips his shoulders tightly.

"Dan look at me. You aren't boring. Trust me! You're my best friend and I know you like the back of my hand. Hang with me tonight. It'll be okay. I'll help you find someone else." Dan smiles and nods.

"Alright, let's go."

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Emilia's *POV*

I sit in the kitchen in the floor playing drunk spin the bottle with Matt, Dan, Kyle, Woody, Will, Harry, Louis, Demi, Miley, Niall, Taylor, Brad, Danielle, Este, Marina, and Liam.

"Come on, Dan! Spin it!" Marina yells.

Dan waves a hand in the air, "Alright, alright. I'll spin." He places his hand in the green glass bottle and flicks his wrist, making the bottle spin quickly. His eyes grow wide as it stops. He follows the nose of the bottle.

"ESTE!" Harry yells, with a hint of a drunk tone. Este isn't drunk, like me, and Dan is highly toxicated. Este blushes as her and Dan lean in and lock lips. It quickly turns ti the steamy side and that's when Brad split them up, chuckling.

"Matttttyyyy!" Dan yells, pushing Matt.

"No." Matt says flatly, stuffing a cigarette back in his mouth, inhaling the smoke.

"COME ON, MATE!" Louis yells, gripping Harry's hand.

"Fine." Matt gives in, rolling his eyes. He weakly spins the bottle and freezes as he notices who it lands on.

"M-Me...?!" I stammer.

"YUP! NOW KISS, LOSERS!" Miley shouts. My heart pounds in my chest and it feels like at any moment it is going to leap out and run away. Matty's hand reaches mine and he leans in smacking his lips against mine. My heart stops as his tongue meets mine, but suddenly stops as Taylor pulls Matt off of me.

"I-I'm going to go upstairs..." I say stunned and run up towards the bedrooms.

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Harry's *POV*

"Okay then...Niall, your turn." Matt says, facing Niall, blush still fresh in his cheeks.

"Alright." Niall shrugs, carelessly spinning the bottle and landing on Taylor. Everyone laughs except Niall as he hits his head over and over again.

"Shh! Guys shu'up!" I yell, interrupting everyone. From above us I can hear grunting and screaming. The screams become louder and fill the frat house. I let go of Lou's hand run upstairs, Dan following behind. One last scream fills the house and then everything grows silent.

Dan and I find the only closed door and kick it down, taken aback at what is in front of us. Dan covers his mouth, shaking his head. Laying in front of us is the lifeless, mangled, bloody body of Emilia McCarthy.

Happy Birthday to you, Em...Happy Dandy Birthday.

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