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Chapter 6

See Sara's Outfit HERE

I was standing at the front door of The Twisted Wheel, one of the most known night clubs in the city, I had no idea where Eleanor, Louis or the rest of the girls were. I had decided to tag along later since I had to finish an essay for my Microeconomics lecture before midnight, which meant before I went clubbing, so now I was here at the front door not knowing what to do due to the fact that none of the people I was supposed to come with were picking up the phone. FUCK MY LIFE. I decided not to stress and enjoy my time here not really minding being here alone. Man, there were some hot guys in here. Thank you god for bringing me to heaven. I went to the bar and asked for a Martini, if I was going to be alone in this place, at least I would relax a bit with a couple of drinks and see if I could meet anyone while any of the girls decided to check their phones or remembered that I was supposed to be here with them.

By the time I got my Martini, which was for about ten fucking minutes because this place was full of people, a couple of boys had approached to me, to make a Little chat or just say a rude comment about my outfit. Men, they were all the same... That was the moment when some Green eyes caught my attention. Actually, tonight they were looking kind of blue-ish. Still, they were beautiful as always, they were so perfect it made me want to cry. I was literally lost in the eyes when I realized that the eyes were staring at me, at me, me Sara Hunter. Sweet Baby Jesus those perfect greenish-blueish eyes belong to Harry; that meant Harry Styles is fucking here and he is staring at me, breathe, don’t shake, act natural, you’ve done this before. Come on Sara, you can do it babe. God help me, I CAN’T I CAN’T. Smile, Sara, smile. I somehow got my lips upwards and smiled awkwardly at him. He returned it with a lazy half smile and I felt myself go a Little bit dizzy. Was this even happening? I needed something to refresh me so, I asked for a couple of shots to the creepy bartender that had been eyeing me for a while and he gladly brought three of them to me.

That moment, when I turned around to see if the boy of my dreams was still there, I had the biggest disappointment of my life. He wasn’t there, it had all been a trick of my stupid imagination that made me believe Harry was staring at me. Please, as if Styles was by pure coincidence at Manchester in the same night club as me. I was going mental. Maybe it was the drinks, I thought it was best if I left and went home to rest. Tonight was definitely not the night to go clubbing. I said bye to the guy next to me who had charmingly paid for 2 of my drinks and stood up to leave. Going through a sea of people was when I realized there were a couple of bodyguards forming like a circle were nobody could enter. What the hell? Why would someone like to dance in the middle of three bodyguards blocking the chance to enjoy the party the rest of the people in the club were having. That was the moment of realisation when I saw the curly haired, very handsome (I had to say) boy with a fucking blonde in the middle of the bodyguard booth. IT WAS REAL. HE HAD BEEN STARING AT ME FOR LIKE 2 SECONDS. HARRY KNEW I EXISTED. THANK YOU GOD, I WILL NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT SOMETHING AGAIN. I LOVE YOU.

As the fan I am, I made the decision to get closer to him, just to see him properly. OH MY GOD this is actually happening, I’m seeing Harry, this is the happiest moment of my existence, I walked about 12 meters and there was him and his bodyguards and the blondie. Why blonde? What did he have with the colour? I noticed I was kind of making a fool of myself since I wasn’t dancing in the middle of the dance floor. So, I just took the first guy who walked next to me and started dancing with him. I found the most perfect green eyes had tracked me down again. This time, I smiled as best as I could. He kept staring and suddenly, stopped dancing with blondie.

She exited the ‘private booth’ he had there and suddenly, he started beckoning me, gesturing me to come closer to him. I didn’t even know if it was me who he was talking to, that’s the reason why I started looking around me searching for the person he was talking to. Then, he pointed me and I pointed at myself as if asking if it was me who he was trying to talk to and he nodded. Oh my fucking god, he was telling me to come closer. Harry was telling me to come closer, this couldn’t be!

I walked a few distance to him until the bodyguard told me I wasn’t allowed to go in. Harry pushed him a bit and told him he had invited me. This is happening oh my God. I looked him, he was dressed very handsomely tonight.

“Hello, I’m Harry.” For fuck’s sake I’m going insane. THAT’S THE VOICE OF MY ANGEL.

“Hi, nice to meet you Harry, I’m Sara,” I said controlling myself perfectly.

“I’m Harry, Harry Styles.” OMG I SHOULD DESERVE A GRAMMY FOR THIS! HE THINKS I DONT KNOW WHO HE IS.

“Yeah, hey… I’m Sara Hunter…” I giggled.

“So, what are you drinking?” He asked. Oh God, he was making a conversation WITH ME!

“Oh you know, just a couple of shots and a Martini. What about you?” I asked.

“Actually, I haven’t had a single drink tonight. Do you mind coming with me to the bar? Come on, I’ll buy one for you too.”

“Umm, yeah sure.” I smiled, not making my smile too wide; that would’ve freaked him out

“So, are you here with someone else?” He said after asking the bartender for our drinks.

“I was supposed to come and meet here with my friends and their dates but I haven’t been able to reach them on the phone. I was just about to leave when you called me.”

“Well, I’m lucky then. I was also supposed to meet some friends here but they turned their pones off so I decided to enjoy my time free here since I won’t have much for some time. Tell me more about yourself.” Was he talking about Louis and the girls? I didn’t know and I wasn’t interested in knowing, all I wanted to do was to keep talking to him.

“Umm, I’ve been here for a really short time. Moved from South America about a month ago and it’s been great. People here are really nice and I like it quite a lot,” I said.

“Oh, so you don’t have a lot of friends here, I assume.” He smirked.

“Some of the people on my lectures and my flatmates, I guess.” I shrugged.

“Well Sara, I’m officially your new best, best friend.” He smiled widely this time.

“Well then Harry, I’m your best, best friend, too.”

“My friend Louis will be so jealous of you.” He chuckled.

“I’m sure he will,” I said and the bartender managed to give us our drinks and then suddenly, his phone started ringing.

“Hold on a sec, it’s just my mum.” ANNE IS CALLING HIM. “Yeah, yeah no problem.” He talked to his mom for about 2 minutes while I literally stared at him lost in my thoughts. He was the definition of perfection. How could somebody have his jaw line so well defined? God, I was drooling. He turned his face again to me and I accidentally beat his glass with my hand.

“Hey…! you owe me a drink!”

“Oh my God, I’m so, so, so sorry.”

“It’s okay, babe, but still, I’m holding you to this. You owe me a drink.”

“Yeah sure, idiot.”

He laughed. “What? Say it again,” he teased.

“Idiot.”

“I hate you,” he said.

“Nope, you like me, that’s why we’re talking.”

“You’re impossible.” He shook his head a bit, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Well, dear best friend that’s just who I am,” I joked

“Okay then.” He smiled.

We chatted a bit more about our lives and I told him about Colombia but he never, not once, mentioned he was a member of the biggest boyband on the planet. I was okay with that. It would have been really awkward if I had to act as if I wasn’t a fan again. He was lovely all the night and he was a great dancer. I wonder if he could dance any Latin American dance. He was very charming and told me he would drive me home so that I didn’t have to take a cab.

On the way there we listened to the radio and had a lot of fun, Harry wasn’t drunk, note even tipsy so it was okay for him to drive. He had such a good taste in music. We screamed out loud every single one of the lyrics of every song. Then, we arrived home and I didn’t want to give him the wrong impression by inviting him in. Gladly he said he was tired and was going to drive to his hotel which was supposed to be nearby.

“Thank you for tonight, I really had fun. It was very nice to meet you, best friend.”

“Thank you Harry, you made my night. Seriously.” I wasn’t lying there. He smiled and hugged me. Yes, two of five from One Direction hugged me in less than two months I deserve an award.

“Hey, here’s my number. I hope we can text and meet again.”

“Of course, you know my address now, so you can come by anytime you want to chill out, watch movies or just you know, do a different thing.”

“Bye, love, have a good night.” He waved.

“Bye, Haz,” I said as I waved back at him.

Best fucking night EVER.

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for once i want the girl in the action movie to be the one that’s like “okay stay here, hold this gun, don’t move” and i want the guy to be like “what the fuck do i do, oh my god is this a gun, don’t leave me alone with this! how do i shoot weapon?”

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i FEEL LIKE FAINTING SO HOT.

THIS IS MY FAVORITE HARRY