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#5 Drarry 2!

HEYYYYY GUYS!!!! lookit me go! I'm writing stuff!!! When I really should've been writing my many English papers that've been assigned since I've been meaning to post this.. If you haven't noticed, this "storyline" is around Harry's birthday so I've kindof been procrastinating for about a month about when to post this.. Sorry! :D but yeah sorry if it sucks, I guess I no longer have the excuse it's my first writing thing because of the previous part... Blehh :) but seriously the OWOA music vid?!?! What the crap?! How can they just spring that sexiness on us?!?! I have no clue.. Okay well you might wanna read the first cheesiness before you continue so you remember what's going on but yeah.. :) thanks for reading this!! Oh and sorry If you like Taylor, I don't hate her, just I'm not fond of her.. I don't really mean most of the things I wrote, it just kinda happened and I couldn't stop.. :D So..sorry if you're offended!

<3 kate ;D

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It all started when Drea set foot at Harry's "flat". It should've been called a one story mansion. When Harry invited her, oh so cheesily, she just assumed it would be small and personal, but boy was she wrong. When she had parked in the guest parking lot across the street, she could already see the flashing lights and was scared when she saw that the sidewalk was shaking. A normal peson would se this and probably would've gone home, especially considering she's only known him for about 5 days. But Drea wasn't normal... obviously...

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Throughout the 5 days, they'd become extremely good friends. Many of the intelligent people in her class had started shipping them as Drarry. Because of her impressively large facebook blog, Drea knew all about shipping. Harry on the other hand was shamefully unaware. So, naturally, Drea tried explaining it to him, "So when you want two people to be together, *hand motions*, you ship them." Drea was slightly disappointed when he replied, "Ship them where?" but then they would just start up another conversation of nothingness..

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But Drea couldn't leave now,because she was all dressed up in a extremely flattering black body con dress stopping mid thigh,which really accentuated her curves, for Harry's benefit, paired with velvetish black wedgey high heels, which is a big thing for her. Her normally curly hair was extremely straight and she'd even put a little make up on. So you could definitely say she was feeling pretty confident.

But as she bravely stepped into the shaking elevator, she was starting to regret not leaving. The music was pounding, the song sounded like a cheesy boyband rendition of Blondie's One Way or Another, it was really stuffy, and there were way too many people. How could Harry possibly know so many people? Oh yeah... He was extremely famous.. But it didn't even seem like he was there. Naturally Drea was really disappointed, so she went in search of her possible soulmate. :D

After looking around the WHOLE "flat" and having no luck, Drea decided to get some punch and sit on the couches nearby. But as she poured her punch, she saw a very familiar curly haired boy practically eating some random girl's face off.

Drea couldn't control herself as she stomped over. Right when she was going to do something she'd regret, Drea thought to herself, "Who do I think I am? I'm not his girlfriend...yet...shut up brain!...you know you want to be his girlfriend... No! NO I don't! We're just really great friends... ooh ouch! FRIENDZONED!!!..." Drea almost punched herslef in the face. This whole little conversation with herself had gotten her in a really bad mood which just added to her frustration. Then... she did the UNTHINKABLE... well maybe you thought of it but yeah that's right, she dumped the punch on both of their still moving heads. Well it had seemed pretty damn cool in her head, but now she quickly regretted it. But seeing Harry's shocked, dripping face, and the poor little slut's upset face, smeared makeup, ruined blonde hair, and her chest flying out of her shirt which were going to pop someone's eyes out, and both of their little "o" shaped mouths, washed all the guilt away. Drea tried SO hard not to laugh, but she couldn't help herself. It was just so awesome. SHE was so awesome! So, naturally she started laughing like a homeless man walrus pig with no teeth and chopsticks for ears. and she lauhed even harder when she saw Harry's "little friend" poking from his pants.