Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 3

"I'm not going." I protested. Ariel was searching her wardrobe for something for me to wear tonight. Though I refused to this point, it was twenty four hours since she told Harry I would go out with him, she didn't take no for an answer. 

Dress after dress got showed to me but I refused to wear any of them, I wasn't going. I had done my normal makeup and left my hair straight since I wasn't going out of the flat today. Ariel placed a formfitting white dress with a low back in my embrace. It looked very pretty and probably even better on, but as I told her, I wasn't going.

"At least try it on." She asked, her blue eyes staring at me in the cute way no one could say no to. I sighed before pushing her out of the room, leaving me alone to change. 

I pulled the straps over my shoulders as the final touch before looking myself in the mirror. I was correct, it looked even better on. My waist look small, everything else fit to perfection and my skin even more bronzed as an illusion by the bright dress.

"Ariel!" I called out and a second later she stood by my side, chin on the floor and eyes staring at me. I smiled at her, she always gave me such confidence. My brown eyes watched her squeal a little before insisting that I should go with Harry, just to show him how good I looked. Though it flattered my mind a bit I was still thinking Harry wouldn't be that nice company.

"Please, do it for me." Ariel begged, leaving me without a choice when her puppy eyes stared in to me. I nodded slightly but to her it seemed like I just told her I was going to marry him. She jumped up and down on the spot, a big smile placed on her pink lips. "He'll be here in a couple of minutes." She informed me and I nodded, taking a pair of black pumps out of my closet, stepping in to them before walking out to the kitchen. 

I grabbed my phone from the island in the kitchen, scrolling around on twitter before receiving a message from no other than Harry. 

"What does it say?" Ariel asked, noticing me reading it over and over again. I looked up at her, a smirk placed on her lips. I sighed at her, even though she was annoying at moment she always made me feel better.

"He just told me he's coming to pick me up in a minute." I spoke normally, trying to not reveal how unexcited I am for this. Ariel nodded before walking closer to me, leaning herself on the island I was sitting on. 

"Now to the serious part." She sighed. "Be careful, Ruby. Okay? Don't mess around or else you will probably regret it." She warned. I really didn't understand what she was talking about but something told me I didn't want to know. I nodded, smiling slightly to lighten up to tension. Ariel walked out of the kitchen, leaving me alone for a minute before I received another message from Harry, letting me know he was outside waiting. 

"Bye!" I yelled before closing the door behind me, walking down the few steps leading up to the flat I lived in. As he promised, Harry's car was parked next to the pavement outside our flat. I walked towards it, seeing him walk out from the driver's seat.

"Hi, Ruby." He smiled towards me and as I got closer he wrapped his arms around me. I squeezed his body gently before he lead me to his car. I was surprised when he opened the door for me, which I thanked him for before jumping in to the black car. 

Harry joined me after his walk from the passenger side to the driver's side and jumped in to the car. I heard something click and watched the tiny pin on the car door disappear. 

"Why did you lock the door?" I asked, looking at the curly boy with his hands on the wheel. His black t-shirt looked really good on him and together with the black jeans they gave him a bad boy style. The dirty, white converses was outstanding from the rest of the outfit but looked good together with the dark style.