"But I feel comfortable in this dress mum!" I screamed.
"It's too grown up for you! You'll get hounded by men, darling I'm only looking out for you!" my mum replied with. "Mum it's my 18th birthday, surely you can allow me to wear this, I'm going to be responsible... please?" I said hoping she'd comply. "Alright then love, but promise me you won't kiss any boys or do anything you'll regret! I know what men can be like, they'll take advantage of you and I..." "Yes mother I understand now please just be quiet, I'm going to be late for my taxi!"
Part 1:
I kissed my mum goodbye as I walked out of the door, I could smell the perfume I had on as the cold air hit me. My dad bought me it for me, he knew it was my favourite. I then thought of my dad. I hadn't really spent much time with him today, I was quickly snapped out of my daydream as the taxi driver beeped his horn making me jump out of my skin.
I was going to a few clubs with my friends for my birthday. Chloe, my best friend was about to be picked up by the taxi and I any time soon. I quickly shuffled along the seats in order for her to sit next to me. "Heya birthday girl" Chloe screamed as she got in the taxi- typical hyper chloe, although I had a hunch she had broken our vow, which was to not drink until we hit the club. My thoughts were soon diverted by Chloe asking me a question. I couldn't quite hear her as the driver had the radio on, I asked her to repeat what she said. "Are you excited about tonight?" She said smiling. "Yeah, a bit nervous though." I said returning the smile "awh, this is so exciting" she squealed. I laughed at her hyperness. "So... are you going to get it on with any guys tonight?" She asked cautiously; she knew what my mum would have said to me. "Well, I don't know I might if I can be bothered" I replied trying to act coy.
When we got to the club we united with our friends. There was about 10 of us. Everybody went to the bar and ordered drinks. We were having such a good time we were dancing like it was the last day of our lives. I stopped to have some of my drink, all the dancing had made me thirsty. As I was about to return to the dance floor a guy walked up to me and stood in front of me. He towered over me, he must have been around 5'11, with me being small only 5'3 I felt intimidated "Hi there" the tall, handsome, but intimidating guy spoke "Hi, can I help you?" I asked bluntly as he got closer and closer to me "No, but I have a feeling I can help you" He replied. I quickly, but shortly questioned "with what?" "It's a secret, you'll find out later" He said. I looked at this guy standing infront of me observing his perfectly toned arms, broad shoulders and curly lochs. I went to walk away until I realised he had his hand in mine, which jolted me back. We were now standing closer than before. He leant in to presumably kiss me, however I quickly dodged it. I just wanted to get back to my friends, I felt vulnerable. I tried to squirm away, however this guys hold was firm. "What's your name?" He asked smiling away as if this was normal "Why would I tell you?" I replied coldly "Oh, fiesty not bad." he replied smirking. I got tired of struggling so I decided to just stand and look away. I could feel his glare on me. It was making me uncomfortable, I had to get away from him. "If I tell you what my name is will you leave me alone?" I spoke looking into his eyes. He didn't reply he just stood looking intent at me. I looked at him and sighed. He giggled, but I soon cut him off by mumbling my name "what was that? I couldn't hear you" he said. "Sammie" I replied, however louder this time. "That's a nice name, mines Harry!" He stated in his deep voice. I noticed that he had let go of my hands, so I quickly ran away.
As the night went on I captured Harry looking at me quite a few times. He was sat with a group of around 15 people, I tried my hardest to not make eye contact, however it was impossible. Harry was sat under the light so I could see all of him, he was gorgeous. But the way he approached me kept niggling in my mind. Who did he think he was coming up to me like that? Hr looked like the type of guy who was popular with the ladies. I knew he only wanted one thing of me, but I was not going to let that happen.
