Fate [a Harry Styles fanfic]

Chapter 14

"Jeans, t-shirt and black leather jacket."

"You've gotta be kidding me." Sophia huffs.

"Why? I can understand what's wrong with my outfit."

"Mia people don't go to clubs in t-shirts. Never. And I swear I won't even talk to you if you decide to go like this." She waves in my direction. I understand that's not what people wear to go to clubs but I won't go dressed like a whore. Plus, I don't like to have the attentions and with my enormous hips, people will stare and comment. As always.

"Ok, I'll change. But I'm not going to wear shorts."

"Why not shorts?" Sophia is wearing a par of black leather shorts, black heels, and a mid sleeve white silk top. A statement necklace with silver details adorns her neck and her makeup is simple, a coral lipstick plays in her big lips. Her hair falls in curls. Despite the short leather shorts, she doesn't seem vulgar nor close to a whore. She's perfect. I wish I was beautiful like her.

"I don't like shorts on me. I'll take a pair of high waisted black jeans, a crop top and blazer. Better?"

"No, not the blazer. The same black leather jacket is good."

After getting dressed and allow Sophia to do my makeup, we're ready to go.

Niall agreed to pick us up. He must be waiting outside already.

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The club is full. The dance floor crowed, you can't even see the floor.

We have a little private space which Liam arranged for us. I didn't knew Liam had that much money, but apparently he does.

Niall has been trying to get me to dance and Blair is a little late, she texted me a while ago. Apparently she tried to bring Amy but she's not coming.

So right now, it's just me, Niall and Zayn, looking at the scene in front of us: Sophia and Liam.

"Okay that's enough, too much love." Zayn stands up, laughing."Let's dance Mia."

"No, I'm good."

"Besides, she's my date for tonight. Go find your date mate." Niall winks.

"Shut up Niall. Come on me Mia."

I stand up and Zayn makes a victory smile for Niall. I'll have to dance with Niall later, I feel bad watching him alone.

Zayn leads me to the center of the dance floor. I'm pushed several times, but they don't care.

Zayn laughs. "You have to get used to it, this is a New York club."

I nod. The music is loud, we have to shout to get heard.

Zayn looks at me waiting for me to start.

Oh right, I'm in a club, what am I doing stopped?

Images of the night I went to a bar with Harry flood my mind as we start dancing along with the music.

"Can I ask you something?" I shout over the loud music, getting closer to Zayn.

"Yea sure."

"You're friends with Harry right?"

"With who?" Zayn asks, the music is just too loud.

"Harry. Harry Styles."

"Harry? Yeah, we're friends since I can remember. He's a good guy."

I nod. I don't know why I asked this, I guess I wanted to be sure Harry has friends.

"He's a really good guy but, as everyone, made some mistakes in the past which mainly, made everyone hate him."