That One Night

There's always that night that you look forward too. That one night where everything has to go perfect. For me, that night is prom. It's our only night where it doesn't matter who you are, or what you've done. It's our only night to be who you are. But could meeting someone famous get in the way on that one night?


11. Chapter 11

My phone buzzed and it was mum saying that she and Abi were going staying at one of her friends houses on the other side of Florida. Harry looked at my text and then grinned cheekily at me.

"SLEEPOVER!" he shouted whilst rugby tackling me to the floor. I started laughing as we both rolled over. I lay on my side and Harry was lay on his looking in my direction. We were so close our noses were touching.

"So how about it?" Harry said.

"Seriously?" I asked him. He just gave me the look. Well one night can't hurt, I thought.

"We can set you up in the guest room," Harry said as he lifted me up. I liked that he didn't expect me to sleep in his bed with him. After that Harry drove me home to get some clothes and my toothbrush and when we got back it was already eleven o'clock. He showed me the guest room which was exactly like the rest of the house. Modern and clean. I had a double bed all to myself, which was more than I had, even at home. I walked in and dropped my bags on my bed. Harry was still standing by the door.

"You not coming in?" I asked.

"I'd better not, you need some sleep," he grinned. I wrapped hands around his neck and snuggled into his shoulder. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I didn't know what to say so we both stayed silent. After a while I let go and took a step back. He smiled sweetly at me, grabbed the door handle and closed the door behind him.

I got ready for bed as the house settled down. I wore pajama shorts and a huge 'I Love NY' top over them. I couldn't believe that I was about to sleep in a flat with the whole of One Direction a few doors away. I was so happy how the past days had happened, and I was starting to feel like I mattered somewhere. I was starting to fall hopelessly for Harry, and even though I should, I can't stop myself. I could get hurt from the situation I'm in but I need Harry in my life. Even though I've known him only a couple of days it feels like it’s been longer. I just hope he feels the same way. I got into my double bed and lay there looking at the ceiling. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get to sleep. I twisted and turned for about an hour, until there was a knock on my door. The door creaked open slowly, and the light from the hall creaked through. Harry popped his head round the door.

"I can't sleep," he whispered.

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