It’s friday night. Who stays in on a friday night? You can’t believe everyone has a date but you. You’re scrolling through your phone’s contacts trying to find someone fun to go to the club with. Why is it so hard to find someone without plans?? You decide to call Sarah. You guys had a few classes together, haven’t spoken in awhile, but it’s worth a shot.
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YIPPEE! Sarah can come. She’s picking me up and we’re going to PAR-TAY!
As Sarah and you enter the club; you can see a crowd of people on the dance floor, some more people at the bar, and a group of guys standing around in the corner.
“I think I need a drink!” Sarah yells over the music.
After Sarah gets a couple shots in her system, she heads to the dance floor. You order one more shot before you turn to follow your friend. Instead you bump into someone.
“Man! I am so so sorry.”
You feel awful as you look at him. He’s smiling, not angry at all. He looks oddly familiar but you don’t know why. You do know that he is beautiful, his brown curls swept away from his face.
“It’s okay. Really. I’ll live.”
He laughs. You don’t know what to say, the man remained standing in front of you.
“Uhhh, Can I buy you a drink to apologize for being a klutz?”
Your voice is shaky, but hey it’s the least you can do.
“No, That’s quite alright. However, I will accept a dance.”
He smiled and winked cheekily.
“Alright.”
You follow the tall stranger to the dance floor. He must’ve reached a spot he liked because he stopped and turned to face you. It didn’t take long before he was dancing innocently in front of you, you followed his lead. You were drawn to his beauty, you wanted to dance WITH him not next to him. You move your hips to the beat, inching closer to him. The song changes and you take a moment to recognize the song. OoO, I love this song! Your dancing becomes bolder as you lose yourself in the music. You notice that he has placed his hands on your hips. Smiling, you let him pull you into him. Your hips continue to move to the beat as he pulls you closer. This is nice.
“Sofia! I’ve been looking all over for you! The boys of One Direction are here! Niall bought me a drink, Can you believe it?”
What? No Way. That can’t be why this guy looked so familiar. What are the odds?
“Wait, You’re dancing with HARRY FUCKING STYLES!”
You can feel Harry kiss the back of your neck before pulling away.
“YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU WERE FAMOUS! No wonder you didn’t let me buy you a drink!” You can’t believe this, Why didn’t he tell me.
“Honestly, I thought you knew. I don’t go many places without being recognized. Also, You didn’t introduce yourself either. We should probably move.”
He was calm, amused. He was smiling and I could see his dimples. Pictures in magazines didn’t do him justice. Harry bought shots for Sarah, the Boys, and you.
“Can I drive you home?”
Harry asked rather abruptly.
"sure" you asnwer as you walk out of the club and towards his car
