That One Night Sequel

A sequel to That One Night.
The return of someone makes things for Harry and Sarah's relationship not what they seem...
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36. Chapter 35

The flight was one of the worst possible things ever. If it wasn't for Danielle I'd have gone crazy talking to myself. We chatted about everything and she even showed me some dance moves because we had the whole jet to ourselves. I couldn't sleep either because I was just so excited. 
When we finally landed I couldn't get out of the stuffy jet quick enough, across the tarmac and into Harry's arms.

"God I've missed you!" He says snuggling his head into my hair. It felt so good to have his arms wrapped around me again. It didn't last long enough though as someone pulled us both away.

"Come on you two, we have to get back before Cat kills us!" Louis says. He jumps in his car and I beat Harry to the passenger side. I stick my tongue out at him and he sulks in the backseat next to Liam and Danielle who can't keep their hands off each other.

"So how's he been Lou? Not too much trouble?" I ask laughing.

"He was horrible. Moaning and always talking about you," Louis giggles back.

"Hey! Was not!" Harry shouts from the back.

"Yeah yeah curly," Louis replies turning the radio up. We all song and laugh our ways back to the hotel where Cat is waiting in the lobby.

 "Come on guys, we have rehearsals for the awards ceremony. The other boys are there already," Cat tells them urgently.

"I gotta go but Lara will go shopping with you today and I'll be back later. I've left some money on the table for your dress. And don't use your own! I want to buy it for you!" Harry says making himself absolutely clear. He knows I hate him buying me expensive things. "I will know if you don't," he adds raising his eyebrows.

"Fine," I sigh like a child. "Have fun," I grin before giving him a quick peck on the lips. I'm teasing him and I know he hates it. But he hasn't got time to argue before he's pushed back into the car and driven to rehearsals. 
I make my way to Harry's familiar room and take my bags to his room. It looks exactly the same except there's photos all around his apartment. One's of me and Harry. Also one's of us and the boys. I take my time looking at them before someone knocks on the door. 

Lara's stood on the other side and I almost didn't recognise her. She was my height because she had ballet pumps on instead of those ridiculous heels. She was wearing a plain pair of jeans and a plain grey sweater. Her hair was slightly wavy and she only had little makeup on.

"Hi," she grins. Harry's right, she has changed.

"Hey let me just freshen up," I tell her walking into the bathroom. I remove the makeup from under my eyes and pull my hair up into a bun on top of my head. I leave my skinny jeans on but change into a floral top instead of my vest. I put my boots on and then meet Lara back in the living room. She's looking at the pictures too.

"Ready to go?" I ask her, snapping her concentration.

"Yep," she smiles, "I like your top," she says flouncing out the room. This is weird. Really weird. 

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