Sage, a young college student, goes to a 1D concert with her best friend Lana. They ended up scoring front row tickets and a little accident happens faulted by the famous signer himself, Mr. Harry Styles. Apologies and backstage passes fixes the li...
I left Harry's house in the late afternoon. He went out and picked us up breakfast and drove us back to my place after. He told me to grab a couple of things for spending the night after the party, while he did the same. I didn't question it. I kind of figured we would stay there because we would both probably be too intoxicated to drive back to mine.
I put my small bag of stuff in the back of Harry's car as he did the same. He had to get back to his place because the guys were going over to finish up. He invited me but I chose to stay and get ready here. Lana was coming over in a couple of minutes so we could get ready together.
"Hello is my favorite whore home?" I heard her chipper voice call as she walked into my house. I stifled a laugh at her name.
"In here," I called out from my closet. I saw her tall, thin figure step in with coffee in her hand. "Uh, where's mine?" I joked.
"Fuck off the line was taking forever." She said jokingly. I smiled at her comment. "Okay so I brought three dresses and I need you to pick which one I should wear." She pulled out her bag and sat down. "This one?" She held up a light red flowy dress. "This one?" Next was a yellow one with an open back. "Or this one?" She asked holding up a white dress with strappy sides.
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"That one," I said smiling. "You are gonna look so good oh my god!" I clapped my hands together and she smiled largely.
"Okay, what about you? I looked at her nervously before grabbing the dress from behind me.
"I made it two weeks ago. I was experimenting with different fabrics and I found this beautiful silk one with gorgeous detailing. Tell me if you hate it." I showed her it and her jaw hung ajar. "You hate it?" I asked nervously.
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"Are you fucking insane?! It's gorgeous. S, you are going to be so great. I can't wait." Lana told me, making my heart swell.
"You think I can be something?" I asked timidly looking at my hands.
"Hon, look around. You already are. But, I know that one day we will have a kick-ass company with you designing and me running a spectacular website and magazine. I know I can see it already." I laughed and she did as well. "Okay, we seriously need to get done if we want to be there on time." She pulled me up and walked us into the bathroom. Lana put on some music as we started to do our hair and makeup, which Lana sang her lungs out.
