I slipped into the dress Makaila let me borrow and put on some red heels she insisted I wear. I curled my hair and applyed some makeup. Wow I look hot. I didnt know what to expect. Im going clubbing with british boys I have never met that according to Makaila looked like models. I walked downstairs and saw Makaila was wearing an even more revealing dress then I was with higher heels. She had on a bunch of makeup and her hair was straightened.
"Omg you look sooooo hot" she said running up to me and hugging me.
"So do you. My god do u always look this slutty when you go out?"
"Haha no im just trying to impress my man." she says winking at me.
" Soo are you guys dating or what?" I ask and she sighs.
"Morgan do u know me at all. Noo but hes really good in the...well your to young to know."
"Im older then you."
"Well fuck. Um ok lets go I called a taxi and hes out front we are meeting them there"
We got into the cab and sat in silence till we pulled up to the club. We both hopped out and Makaila paid the driver. The club was packed. It was full of smoke and people dancing. Makaila grabbed my hand and lead me to the bar and ordered two shots. We did the shots and then she got a text.
"They just got here ahhhhhhhh." she started searching the crowd for them while I sat at the bar checking twitter. Eventually she grabbed my hand and lead me to the couches where two boys sat. One blonde and one curly haired boy. As we got closer I noticed who it was. It was Harry.
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Harry fanfic
FanfictionMorgan knew harry was the one she loved the first time she saw him. She loved everything about him. But would she be able to keep him or would she have to fight for him.
