Remember Me?

Hi, my names Claire. Let me tell you about myself;
I hate rabbits. Rabbits suck. Rabbits are scary and have NO PURPOSE.
Im a cat person. I love cats.
And also im best friends with Harry Styles, we have been neighbors since I we were 5 and he just came back from that tour for that album that I forget the name of...
My brother just moved to America. I dont really miss him...
Im 18 years old, I have waist-long brown hair, big brown eyes, a nice tan, and a crooked smile.
I cant wait to for whats to come now that Harry and the other 6...Is it 6? Oh- Oh 4, yeah, yeah. Now that Harry and the other 4 boys I never met are back, I know its going to be a interesting time.


20. Dressing The Doll


 Today is Saturday and I have finally gotten the chance to look for a dress. Prom is in a week and Louis, Harry, Zayn, Niall, Liam, Dani, Eleanor, and Perrie have all agreed to go. Most of the girls at my school are going and all of them love One Direction, so that's going to be interesting.   "You have enough to pay, right?" My mum asks. "No mum- I'm gonna rob the place. Yes I do, Harry is buying it for me." I say. He is. "Nice friend, okay honey! Not to short of a dress!" she calls behind me. I drive Jeepster to the dress shop that Dani suggested. I was going with Zayn and the mystery girl, Perrie, because both of them were behind on getting the dress/tux too.   'Shut the door, turn the lights off, I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love' my phone sings. Zayn. "Yellllow?" "Hi, it's Zayn." "I know. Caller ID." "Right, me and Perrie might be a little late...We slept in." Zayn sounds frantic as if he is doing something. "She spent the night?" "I spent the night." "Right manly man, go to her house, your supposed to take her to yours!" "Mine all the way in Bradford?" "God damn. I mean the flat." "Oh...Anyways, we will be like...15 minutes late. Bye!" he says, and I hang up my phone. Idiot.  The car ride there is long and boring, so I turn on the radio. "Recent news, boyband One Direction is going to Prom with their girlfriends. Sorry girls, but unless you go to the school 'Claire' goes to, you might be missing out." says the news man. What, the fans don't know my last name? They have already destroyed my Twitter and Tumblr and I put extra-lock on my Facebook, what are they gonna do now? "More 1D news, Zayn and Perrie, Louis and Eleanor, Liam and Danielle, Niall and maybe Demi, and finally, Harry Styles has re-united with Claire, a old friend. Is there more than just friendship?" News man asks.  "No." I say aloud. I look around to make sure nobody heard me talking to myself, oh wait, I'm in my car.  I pull into the dress shop parking lot, hopping out and looking for any sign of Paparazzi. Ever since I started hanging out with the boys people have paid attention to me for once, it's annoying. I walk inside and suddenly get the smell of old library in my nose. I cough roughly for a good 20 seconds, but really nobody is in the shop today, so nobody notices. I walk to the 'Dance' section, and go over to Prom dresses. There are really puffy princess ones, really bright coloured ones, and really short ones with lots of bows. I can't really decide without help from another girl, so I guess I'll wait for Perrie.   'Shut the-' "Hello?" I cut my ringtone off. "Hi, it's Zayn...Oh wait, you know that, were here, meet you in front." he hangs up his phone and I do the same, stuffing it into my purse. I walk out side of the shop and finally get a breath of fresh air, which is quickly replaced by mans cologne. Zayn. "Oh my god! You must be Claire!" says a girl that must be 6 inches shorter than me. "I ammmmm, and your...Perrie?" I ask. Zayn flashes me a look and I plaster on a fake smile. The girl has platinum blonde hair and crazy blue eyes that kind of scare me. She has a better smile than me though and I could see why Zayn might like her so much. "Are you ready to become Besties?!?" She squeals. I was about to ask what the hell was a Besties when Zayn shuffled us inside. She was like Dani, but on drugs. "I'm gonna wait by the dressing rooms while you girls pick out dresses." Zayn slips on a pair of sunglasses and walks in the opposite direction.

Great lord he left me with it.  

 "So, let's start with you." Perrie says, she picks out all different kinds of dressesand unfortunately has no taste. Well, neither do I, so I guess I shouldn't complain.   I feel as though I could collapse on the floor and never get up again when suddenly, I see it. It's my favorite colour, pink, and has a knot on the side. It's above the knees and has small sparkly things on it. I tip-toe over to it and just stare. I want to say something but nothing comes out of my mouth but little syllables. "That's perfect! Go try it on!" Perrie says, handing it to me. I know it's perfect, bitch. But I don't feel right asking Harry to pay for it. However much it is, I don't dare check the price.   And oh my lord I look fit in it. I look so fine girls will turn lesbian for me...Wait...What the HELL am I saying? I'm weird. I open the dressing room door and let Perrie see for herself. "You look amazing! !!" she gasps. The next while we look for her, which is easy. She loves anything. I have changed out of my dress and back into my regular clothes, keeping my sandals off though. I always have preferred not wearing shoes than wearing them, it's so much more comfy to me.   

 Perrie finally came out of them dressing room. She was wearing a strapless light blue dress that went down to the tips of her toes, there are little diamonds that dot the top of the dress. She did look pretty. "It's totally beautiful!" I exclaim, Perrie starts singing What Makes You Beautiful and for once the song is actually appealing to me. Zayn walked up from behind Perrie and picked her up, twisting her around to face him. They both kissed for a good 7 seconds before pulling away and staring at eachother. For once I longed for something like that...Somebody like that. Zayn talked quietly to Perrie, which she replied by giggling. I wonder what he was saying, Perrie was nervously giggling, which meant it was most likely something dirty. Ew.  I focussed on how to ask for the dress. Harry insisted to buy, but I felt horrid. Stupid Harry had to get all rich on me. I sigh and pull out my phone.  

'found a dress'

'how much?u no ill buy it 4 u'

'don't want 2 say..i havent looked..'

'still, i insist'  

We argued for a little while longer, and he finally forced me to let him buy it or he said he would put a rabbit on my bed while I was sleeping. Zayn got a tux and bought Perrie her dress. Prom was on Friday night, 5 days away from now. Niall was going to pick us all up and from then on we would head to the dance. Dylan still thought that I wasn't going, so it would be hard to tell him I suddenly was because Harry was going.   

 I walked home, in the rain, without a umbrella. Alone. It was very boring and I was upset because I think my dress protecter wasn't working. I held my dress under myself, sacrificing my hair and tank for it. Harry had stopped by the dress shop and bought it, it was even more expensive than I thought, too.     

 I walk into my house. My mum and dad are still at the job interview, which is kind of weird, but I trust them. I make myself a bagel and go upstairs to change into my PJ's. I set my dress on top of my desk, lying it perfectly strait for no wrinkles. I lie down on my bed, shutting my eyes and immediately falling asleep. 

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