Unpredictable - A Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Chapter 10

"Oh my god... Ariella." Lilah said, staring at me as I slipped my shoes on. They were high heels with crystals encrusting the tip and going back, slowly fading. I stood up and glanced in the mirror, my make up wasn't smeared, there wasn't anything on my dress... So what was Lilah saying 'Oh my god' about?

"What?" I questioned, still highly confused. "You look... beautiful" she said with a meek smile. I groaned, "I'm looking for sexy. Not beautiful" I responded. I realized later that I probably should've said thank you, but I really wanted to look sexy. 

But then I looked in the mirror again. I realized, I looked the best kind of sexy. It was a subtle kind, I looked both beautiful and sexy, the blue making my eyes pop and the dress that hugged every curvature of my body. My hair looked perfectly messy, kind of like I'd been roughed up a bit. My necklace showed the plunging neckline and my lips were just the right shade of pink. I looked perfect. 

"You do you look sexy too" she said with a wry smile. "Thanks, I actually just realized that" I laughed and picked up my blue satan looking clutch purse. "You look great to, Li" she smiled at me while brushing her straight chestnut layers out of her face.

Her dress was gorgeous, complimenting the golden tan we both rocked. It was short with a top that had a slight v-neck. It was covered in circular sequins that faded down into the dress bottom which was a golden netting over what looked like liquid gold. Her nails where gold too with glitter which complimented the whole outfit perfectly.

"Babe. You ready to go?" Lilah yet again sang from the door way, I hummed in accent as we walked out the door and onto the Miami streets.

The City literally came to life in the time it took Lilah and I to walk to the nightclub. It was called Aqua Marine, a club that most of the walls were made of a thick, practically unbreakable glass that had bluish-green water inside it. 

"Ooooh, Who is that?" Lilah sang loudly over the music, pointing her finger over by the bar. All I could do was stare though, I gasped and had trouble finding my breath as I realized just who it actually was standing at the bar, leaning on his one shoulder. 

Harry. 

I glanced around quickly, trying to find a place to hide. If he saw me in this, I'd never hear the end of it. Dashing, which was pretty much impossible in these shoes, I tried to get into the crowd of dancers. 

Lilah refused to budge though, she was planted firmly in the middle of the floor, right in Harry's line of sight. With any luck he doesn't know who she is, but with his stalking skills, I'd never know. 

"Awh, Love, running away so quickly?" I jumped at the British accented voice that was right in front of me. I turned my head back forward to see Harry standing in front of me, his curls were in an messy style while he wore a green button down shirt that was untucked and the first two buttons undone with black jeans. He looked absolutely divine. 

I shook my head furiously, "I didn't think you'd be here" I said, voice strangled. He smirked at me with those lips that I wanted to lay mine against. 

"Well I am" he said, rather matter-of-factly. "And now for the more pressing matter. Would you please give me the immense honor of a dance?" 

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