Chapter 22
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I was about to chase after Harry but my phone vibrated in the back of my jeans pocket. I answered it and held it up to my ear. "Hello?"
"Are you ready?" Louis asked from the other line. "Ready for what?" I asked, scratching the top of my head. "The party." Louis answered as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. I had no idea what he was talking about. We've never even spoken about a party. "What party?" I asked.
"Harry's birthday party!"
"What? It's his birthday today?"
"Yes! I've sent you a ton of messages but you wouldn't respond!"
"I'm sorry, I guess I just haven't been paying attention to the date."
"Whatever, just get Harry at the club on Rosewood Street at 8:00." I said goodbye to Louis before hanging up and stuffing my phone back in my pocket. I feel terrible for forgetting Harry's birthday. What kind if girl forgets her boyfriends birthday? A terrible girl like me...
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"Do we have to go clubbing? I just wanna stay here with you!" Harry whined like a child as we walked into my home. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and dropped my keys on the coffee table. "No Harry," Harry groaned and dropped himself on my couch. "Go get dressed!" He let out a loud groan and slowly dragged himself to his luggage to get clothes. I rolled my eyes and ran upstairs to get ready as well. What should I wear? What hairstyle? What shoes? There's so many things to do, yet so little time. During my shower, I decided on wearing a knee length black dress with my favorite black heels. I was also gonna curl my hair, add mascara to my eyelashes and apply red lipstick to my lips. After I finished showering, I put on my white robe and went downstairs to find Harry sleeping on the floor naked.
"Harry!" I shouted. Harry's head shot up and he smiled innocently at me when he saw my irritated face. Jesus, What am I going to do with this boy? I laid my hand on my forehead and sighed. "Harry, can you just please shower?" He let out, yet another, groan but finally crawled to the bathroom. He is seriously going to kill if I don't hear the water running.l
I turned on my phone to check the time and saw we only had an hour to be at the club. I jogged upstairs to finish getting myself ready. At 7:35 I was dressed, had my hair and makeup done, but I wasn't sure about Harry. Thankfully, Harry was dressed-in a dark blue shirt with white hearts-and ready to go. "Wow, that's an interesting shirt." I said.
"Thank you." He said, leaning forwards to kiss me but I moved out of the way. "No time for that, we have to leave now."
"Why the rush? There's plenty of time"
"Well the traffics terrible so we better get going now."
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We arrived at the club on perfect timing. 8:00, just as Louis had said to be here at. "Wait here Harry," I said, jumping out of the car and walking towards the clubs doors before Harry even had a chance to speak. As I ran into the club, someone bumped into me and nearly knocked me over. It was good ol' Louis. "Louis," I heavily breathed. "He's here." Louis turned to the crowd of people and shouted, "Harry's here! Everyone shut up!"
"Why are you so excited?" Harry asked when I appeared next to his window. I shrugged. "Clubs get me excited."
"Hm, they excite me too. Not always, but sometimes-" I grabbed onto Harry's arm and forced him out of the car. "Okay," I said once we reached the door. "Ready?" Harry nodded even tho he had no idea what I was talking about. I pushed open the door and everyone shouted "Surprise!". Harry stood there, looking confused at everyone smiling at him.
"Harry," I nudged his shoulder. "It's your birthday." He frowned and scrunched up his nose in confusion. "It is?"
"Yes," Zayn walked up to Harry and pulled him in for a hug. "Happy birthday Harry." Harry smiled at him, as well as everyone in the room. I wish I could of remembered the rest but stupid me did things, wrong things.
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I am so not proud of this chapter.I hate it! It's short and boring. Sorry.
And sorry for not updating yesterday when it was Harry's ACTUAL birthday.
I heard he got strippers.I was laughing my head off when I saw his face when the stripper was lap dancing on him xDWell anyways! Happy late birthday Harry!
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