Promise (One Direction not famous)

A young teenage girl named Zena gets a text from her boyfriend to meet her in the park late one night. She expects the normal routine for when she sneeks out to see him, but it goes horribly wrong. She runs off and a young man named Harry finds her, and willingly helps her through her struggles, but there's always a few bad things that pop up along the way in everyone's life....


6. Wake Up! It's Party Time!

     It's time to get up in the morning, we got mcdonalds for you! Or any other brand!" I crack my eyes open a slit and see Harry, Zayn, Niall and two other boys I don't recognize staring down at me singing. "IT'S TIME TO GET UP!" one of the boy's I don't know screams. I giggle, pulling the sheets over my head, "What on earth are you lads doing?" I say, although the covers muffle my voice. "What sleepy head?" the boy spoke again. I poke my head out and look at each boy, a cheeky smile is plastered on each of their faces. "You're all nuts!" I smile, and stick my tongue out at them. "No but seriously missy, we wen't out and got breakfast. Were all hungry and you're the only one still sleeping and Harry won't let us eat without you!" the boy pipes up again. "I'm about to eat everything!" Niall laughs, and reaches down and shakes me. "Alright alright I'm getting up! EVERYBODY OUT!" I playfully yell, and shoo everybody out.

     ~The next evening~ "Hey Zena, Louis' is throwing a party at his house tonight and he want's us to come!" I hear Harry's voice ring out from his room. "What time do we have to be there?" I yell back. "Around 8 ish!" I click the lock button on my phone, 6:15. "Ok! I'll start getting ready!" I yell back one more time. "Zena, I'm right here, no need to yell." I whip my head around and see Harry standing in the doorway, shirtless.

      I smile and quickly turn away, feeling my cheeks flush with color. "It's ok to look, I know you like it!" he teases. I slowly turn back around, "Whatever!" "Do you know what your wearing yet?" he asks. I shake my head, and get off the bed. "Quite honestly no. I have almost no clothes as it is!" I laugh, throwing open the closet doors. I gasp as I see the closet full of brand new clothes. "What the... Harry, did you have anything to do with this?!" He blushes and nods, kicking his feet around, "I had a little help from Eleanor, but I picked out most of it!" I rummage through the vast selection, picking out my favorites. I step back and see a few boxes of shoes, and I quickly go through those. "Thank you Harry! I love it all!" I run over and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him close. He wraps his hands around my waist and hugs me back.

     I pull away reluctantly, and look him in the eyes. I quickly plant a kiss on his cheek, and run to the bed and plop down. "Get fixed up love. We have a party to get to," he laughs and walks off.

     I take one last look in the mirror, taking in my whole look. A tight black v-neck hugs my curves and tucks into the white spandex mini skirt. My favorite heels, black sequin with white backs pulling it together. I adjust my necklace and rings. My long brown hair is poker straight, but slightly teased at the part giving me a few inches. My make up is a simple light smokey eye with a touch of teal, hinting at my matching nails and clutch. I have to say, Harry and Eleanor really outdid themselves! "Well you look absolutely smashing," I hear a voice rumble from the doorway. I turn to meet Harry's eyes burning into mine. "Thanks, you don't look to bad yourself," I smile and go back to fixing myself. I see movement flicker out if the corner of my eye as Harry's checks his watch. "Oh shit! It's 7:50! It's gonna be 8:40 before we get there!" He exclaims and holds out his arm.

      I nod and grab everything and we head out to the car. His sleek silver Audi glows in the dusk, radiating a romantic aura. He quickly walks ahead of me ad pulls open the door. I'm happy to get out of the crisp air, and sigh as the warmth of the pre-started car welcomes me. He shuts the door behind me and quickly runs to his side and bumbles in, buckles his seat belt, then steps on the gas. The car purrs in response as we begin to glide over the streets in silence, with only the radio whispering in the background.

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