Eighteen | H.S. |

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Sarah POV

Why did I decline Harry? Why didn't I just go to his place. I have absolutely no idea why did that. We could just be friends for sometime because we both know this isn't going to last long.

I grip my crutches as I walk to my car. I open the door and basically throw all my stuff in. I turn the key in the ignition and start to drive. I turn the volume up on the radio to drown out my thoughts. I speed to my dumb dorm.

I pick up all my stuff and get out of the claustrophobic car. I'm not claustrophobic, but when I'm stressed I always feel like the walls are closing in on me. I start to breath really hard and my lungs lack oxygen. So I basically run out of the car, even though I can't run.

I get to my room and fumble with the keys since I have to balance myself. I open the door and throw my bag in the bed. I unlock my phone and go through my pictures. I've done this a lot lately. I stop when I come across a photo of me and Harry. It's graduation day.

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"Let's take a picture." Harry suggest. I agree and he straightens his graduation cap. I hand my phone to Kylie to have her take the photo.

"You two are so cute." She squeals and I roll my eyes.

I smooth out my hair and rearrange it around my shoulders. "No leave it. It looks good." Harry puts my hair back to where it was. I roll my eyes playfully and he laughs lightly.

I lean into him and put my hand on his chest. He wraps his arm securely around my waist and I smile up at him. His eyes light up when he looks at me. The flash of a camera flashes and I look at Kylie.

"We weren't ready." I tell her and she laughs.

"But you two were in the perfect position." She said. Harry and I look at the camera and smile. This is perfect.

***

I try to push the memory out of my mind. I forgot what I was going to do, so I lay on my bed. I was about to shut my eyes when I here the door opening and laughs fill the air. I'm surprised to see Lauren with Kylie and Sydney.

"Oh hey." Lauren says and I fake a smile at her. She doesn't seem to notice so I go with it. She's actually not to bad. I got to know her a lot better than I did at the beginning of the year, obviously.

"So we were going to go clubbing..." Kylie trails off and I kind of zone her out.

"You want to come?" Sydney ask and I stare at the three of them. Realizing Kylie and Sydney have dresses on.

"Not really.." I say looking at the ground.

"Well, you're coming." Kylie walks to the side of the bed and pushes me off.

"What? I don't want to tho." I say but the don't listen. Once I stand up they are all smiling.

"Okay. Let's get you something to wear." Lauren say and I huff out in frustration. She walks to her closet and pulls out a black dress. Except it's not just a plain black dress, it has cut outs on the side of the waist and one in the middle of the stomach, with long sleeves.

"It's okay. I have a dress." I say as she hands it to me.

"Nope. Your wearing this and I'm going to borrow that black dress you have." She walks to my closet and pulls out the familiar plain dress.

I change into the dress. It fits perfectly, adoring my barely there curves, and it cuts off at my high mid thigh. It's really short and showy. I realize I can't wear heels because of my knee, unless I want to fall on my face.

"What shoes am I going to wear?" I ask and Lauren looks at me.

"These?" She holds a pair of killer pumps, way to high for me.

"No, my knee." I point down and she nods. She goes to my closet and picks up my solid black converses.

"Those will work." I smile and slide them onto my feet. She scans my body then nods in approval. Then pulls out my bag of makeup and my hair products.

"You know, I'm not crippled. I can do my own makeup." I tell her but she doesn't listen.

"I want to do a new look on you." she says with excitement and I can help but roll my eyes. Kylie and Sydney are sitting on the bed watching us.

After Lauren finally finishes with my makeup, which I have no idea what it looks like because she won't show me, she starts to pull out the curling iron but I stop her. "What?" She ask.

"I want to try a different look. I'm tired of curls and looking so innocent. I want to look sexy not cute and girly." I tell her and she nods with understand meant.

She trades the curling iron for her own straighter. I don't own one, but I need to buy one, because this thing is amazing. She straightens my blonde locks and brushes it out. She nods with approval again and shows me to Kylie and Sydney.

"Whoa." They both say in unison. I feel my cheeks warm up under all the makeup I'm wearing. "Nice job Lauren." Kylie says and Sydney agrees.

"Okay you can look now." Lauren grins at me.

I step in front of my mirror and I can't help it I gasp in amazement. My I have a black and purple smokey eye, an my lips are painted with a matt nude pink. My eyelashes are long and luxurious and my eyeliner is in a perfect jet black wing. My skin is flawless, with no blemishes. My hair is straight, like flawless straight. Not a strand is out of place. Lauren accomplished the thing I asked her to do. I don't look innocent anymore. I look sexy.

...

They park in front of a familiar club, I can't put a finger on when I was here. The music is blasting and neon lights flash. We walk to the door and the bouncer nods and let's us in. The aroma of sweat and alcohol fill my nostrils. I look at the dance floor is packed, I've already lost my group of friends. I think I need a drink. So I decide to go to the bar. It's pretty much empty except for wasted older guys. No one worth my time.

I sit at on a stool and readjust my knee brace. "What can I get you?" The bartender ask me.

"Shot of vodka." I reply and he walks away. I need to really get my mind off of things. And this is the only way I know how to do that. Drinking. I'm going to get completely wasted out of my mind.

The bartender comes back and hands me my drink. I down it, the clear liquid burns down my throat like fire. I love that feeling. I was about to ask him for another, when I see a guy with black skinny jeans and brown hair, a button down shirt with the first two undone, and old brown boots. I recognize him immediately.

Harry.

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What do you thinks going to happen next? Are they going to get wasted together, maybe hook up? Idk.

I'm going to be taking a break from Wattpad for about a mouth because my stress level is like skyrocketing. My jaw is literally locked and my brain is foggy and isn't function the way it usually is. Like I said if I don't take a break I'm definitely going to fail my classes. And I can't have that, because I would be so disappointed and mad at myself for that.

I'm so so so sorry I'm not going to be updating for a while but I'm going to have a lot more updates during my summer. Promise.👐🏻

xoMira