Chloe’s pov:
I stood at the balcony in my black dress just staring the party downstairs.
I wanted to sing for dad…infront of everyone present but I just can’t pull myself together.
I feel…shy.
“I hope you’re full now Chloe cause Ciara is eating everything up like a pig” Anna sneered joining me to stand before the railings.
“I told you guys I don’t want to take too much” I enthused with an eye roll.
“Oh…am sorry Bestie. How are you feeling now? Are you still nervous?” She asked.
“Very. I think I’d sing for dad when the party’s over cause doing it before everyone is a big problem” I replied honestly and she smiled.
“That’s okay by me dear. Ciara and I would be heading downstairs now. I need to make sure Simon and his friends are here” She said and I nodded.
She left and after a while, I heard the door jam loudly.
I scoffed.
More flashy cars were trooping into the compound like it was the ‘president’s special arrival’.
I drummed my fingers just listening to the delicate evening music that was playing.
Celebrities were been surrounded by their escorts and the paparazzi struggled to save just one photo.
I chuckled at the amusing sight.
I heard the door of my room open and close again and am forced to look back.
I ambled back to the bedroom to rest my eyes on Brandon.
Wait…Brandon???
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TBC
