''Careful Niall, someone might drop their glass slipper'' Louis said, making yet another joke about my costume, I just rolled my eyes.

''You done?'' I asked exasperated.

''Not even close to the finish line mate'' Louis chuckled.

''Atleast i tried on my costume! you just had your face painted white!'' I said

''With a black star'' Louis defended by pointing to the black star over his right eye. ''I'm Paul Stanley for your information''

''Yeah, yeah'' I rolled my eyes. ''I'm gonna get a drink''

''Hurry up! your carriage might turn into a pumpkin!'' Louis shouted at me.

''THAT'S CINDERELLA'S PROBLEM NOT MINE!'' I shouted back at him.

''YEAH? WELL YOU'RE FROM THE SAME STORY'' Louis shouted at me.

I rolled my eyes again, at this rate i'm actually impressed they haven't gotten stuck at the top of my head, I walked over to the table with the drinks as i picked up a red solo cup before filling it with beer, I ended up bumping into someone when i turned to walk back to the others.

''Shit! i'm so sorry'' I said, but then i see you dressed as Cinderella what are the odds ''Hey! Look at us, is this when you drop everything and tell me you have to go and I chase you down a flight of stairs?'' I joked.

Okay maybe Louis' jokes aren't that bad