They Don't Know About Us. (Harry Styles Fan Fiction.)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

*** CHANDLER'S POINT OF VIEW. *** 

   Saturday finally came. I got out of bed at a quarter after eleven. I had a long night last night at the football game! We didn't get to go home until maybe a little before eleven. But hey, we won! The playoffs will be happening soon, who knows we might go to state...for a fifth year in a row! We're definitely going to state, without a doubt! I was getting ready to leave my room and walk downstairs when my phone started ringing. I walked over to my bedside table and unhooked my phone from the charger. 

From: Phoebe!

 Hey girl! Harry texted me this morning at told me that today for our date we need to bring socks and we need to wear white or bright colors. I'm so anxious and excited! See you at 5  Bing! :) 

 Socks...white or bright color clothing? I have a feeling this is going to be a weird date. I tossed my phone down on my bed and walked downstairs. 

"Good morning, sunshine!" My mom said cheerfully as I walked into the kitchen. 

"Morning." I said, walking over to the fridge. I grabbed the big jug of orange juice and sat it on the counter. I shut the fridge door and grabbed a glass out of the cabinet. I poured myself a glass of orange juice and sat down on one of the bar stools that sat at the island. 

"What was the final score of the game last night?" My mom asked. 

"Um...I think 34 to 17." I said before taking a drink of my orange juice. 

"If these boys keep up the good work then we will definitely be going to state this year!" My mom said, flipping a page in a magazine she was reading. "So, what time does your date start?" 

"Sadie said that she would see me at five...so I'm guessing at five." I said. 

"Ah, I see. Do you have any idea where Niall is taking you?" My mom asked. 

"Nope. But I'm supposed to bring socks and I'm supposed to wear white or bright clothing." I said, biting at my fingernails. 

  When I finished my glass of orange juice, I put the cup in the sink and ran upstairs. I walked into my bathroom and turned the shower. While the water warmed up I walked into my closet and stood there for forever trying to pick out an outfit! I finally decided on a neon yellow v-neck shirt, a white spaghetti strap tank top to go underneath that, a pair of white skinny jeans and a pair of black glittery TOMS. I put everything on my bed and picked out a pair of underwear and a bra from the dresser. I walked into the bathroom and took my shower. 

  I hopped out of the shower thirty minutes later. I wrapped the bath towel around my body and walked over to the sink. I brushed my teeth and ran a pick through my hair. My body was pretty dry by then so I walked out to my bedroom. I stood in front of my bed and the towel I had wrapped around me fell to the floor. I slid on my underwear and bra, then my tank top and skinny jeans. I went back to the bathroom and dried my hair. I decided to straighten my hair and I put on some light makeup. I walked back to my bedroom and slid on a pair of no-show socks and put on my TOMS. I put my shirt on and then plopped down on my bed. I looked at my alarm clock, it was two in the afternoon. As I laid there my eyes started getting heavy. Maybe...maybe just a quick...a quick...nap...I thought. I fought with my eyeballs, trying to keep them open. But I was out like a lightbulb in a matter of seconds. 

*** SADIE'S POINT OF VIEW. *** 

   I was fresh out of the shower. My hair was picked, my teeth were brushed, I had on some smell good stuff, and now I was standing in my closet. Wearing nothing but a bra and underwear. I picked out a tie dye shirt, a pair of white skinny jeans, and my very first pair of Converse that I ever owned. They were white with paint splatters on them. I remember the day I brought them home, they were so bright and clean. A year or two passed and then we decided to paint the house...I wore these shoes and got paint all over them. My mom was so pissed, but ey...I honestly didn't care. I thought they looked cool so I only wear them for special occasions like this.