2 years agoIt's the next morning after Zoey found out I had Harry's number. I explained it all to her but she just walked out of my room saying "this is to crazy I'm going to bed"
I haven't messaged harry yet and he hadn't messaged me. But I suppose it's only nine in the morning. I've been awake for about 20 minutes deciding if I should message him on not but I'm snapped out of my thought by my phone going off. I reach over to my nightstand and look at the screen.
From Harry:
Good morning princess:)To Harry:
Why do you keep calling me princessFrom Harry:
I'm expecting to see you at my concert tonightTo Harry:
Well I won't be there :)From Harry:
Oh I highly doubt thatTo Harry:
What do you me—I'm cut off from finishing my sentence as my bedroom door opens to reveal a screaming Zoey.
"Arya!!!" She squeals at the top of her lungs.
"Whats going on" I say staring at the screaming girl jumping up and down in the doorway to my bedroom.
"We're going to a concert tonight!" She squeals making my face scrunch from the high pitch noise.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I was emailed two tickets to the voleur concert tonight!" She says running up to me and sitting in the side of my bed shoving her phone in my face. Omg. He didn't. I grab my phone and go to my messages and begin to type.
To Harry:
You did not just email two of your tickets to my best friendFrom Harry:
See you there ;)For fucks sake. I did not need this first thing of the morning.
***
It's now seven in the evening and Zoey is going through her suitcase cursing under her breath trying to find something to wear. She didn't bring her whole wardrobe to my house so I dont think she has anything to wear tonight. My thought are then confirmed by Zoey turning around to face me. "I dont have a fucking dress" she pouts.
"You can just borrow one if mine" I say
"But your dresses are ugly" she says gesturing to my dress I'm wearing. "Your the one who buys all my dresses" I say crossing my arms.
"Yes because they are hot on you but would be ugly on me" she says like I'm stupid for not knowing that.
"Please they are all the same just try one on" I say. "Fine" she says stoping out of the room like a child who just got told they can't get a toy they want. I follow her out of the room and into mine and she opens my wardrobe and starts frantically going through my dresses. She then pulls out a white lacy sundress, she looks at it and looks up at me. I just nod and tell her to try it on, she walks out of the room and a few moments later she walks back in with it on.
"Well.." she says waiting for my opinion.
"You look cute you should wear it" I say. She then shakes her hair and said no not for me. Then walks back other to my wardrobe and going through my clothes again. She looks back up and me and pulls out another dress, I just shrug and she walks back out of the room to try it on. When she comes back in she's wearing a tight black leather dress that ends mid thigh with spaghetti straps.
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