Everything Has Changed

From being a high school geek to being a well-known model, how will people react to Samantha's new look? How will Harry Styles, AKA her #1 bully in high school, react when they meet at a photoshoot?


19. Reunion Time

*2 days later*


Samantha's POV


Today was the day. The day of the reunion. I'm not sure whether I'm more nervous or excited. The reunion is at some club around 9:00 pm and it's currently 7:30pm. So I decide to get ready. I slip on my tight black dress that brought out all of my curves in the right way in my body. I wear red stilettos and red lipstick keeping my hair straightened. By the time I'm done it's already 8:30. Time to go!!!!


Harry and I head out and in no time we are at the club.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Harry says as he rubs my hand.

"Yes yes I'm fine. Let's go already!" I laugh.


As we walk towards the entrance we are bombarded by flashes of cameras going off. Entering the club we see a huge banner saying, "welcome class of 2012!!!" People in conversation suddenly stop their conversations and look toward us. I instantly feel insecure and put my head down. Harry notices and grabs hold of my hand and we walk towards the bar. Damn this really isn't my kind of thing. What was I thinking coming here?! I squeeze his hand and lead him towards the bar.


8 shots later and the room starts to spin. Somehow I found the courage to talk to all of my old bullies. Thank you alcohol. Right now I'm currently sitting in the booth closest to the window with Harry and other people I don't quite remember. I stand up to go to the bathroom. I stumble not even making it so that's my cue I need to go home and sleep.

"Babe I'm gonna go home now. I'll have the driver take me home. Just meet me at home"

"Okay I'll just stay for a little while" he replied.

He seemed like he was having a good time. He laughed at so many old memories that I didn't even find funny. This was his night and I didn't want to hold him back. So I left and got inside the car headed home.


Harry's POV


I could tell Samantha wasn't into this and neither was I which is why we both downed alcoholic beverages. She was definitely a light weight compared to me. She was only eight in and was a goner. I said I would be home soon but my old high school ex kept giving me drinks. I could feel her hands all over me and then making her way up to my hair. I tried pulling away but I was way too wasted. Before I knew it, she pulled me by my neck and started to make out with me. My drunk mind finally realized what the hell it was doing, thousands of flashes went off. It was too late.

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