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I am aware that Chloe Moretz is 16, but I use her look, not her as a person, and she does look older than 16.

Sorry for typos, grammar mistakes and so, I'm really tired and a bit too lazy to look through and correct everything, but I promise it'll be better in the next chapters.

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Saturday night out was without a doubt one of my favourit things in the world, especially because I didn't go out often because I don't really have any friends. I actually only had 1, and that's Aubrey. "C'mon Leah! You gotta move that little body of yours if you wanna have fun to the max level!" she grabbed my hands, and started moving them in a dancing way, which made my bracelets slide up and down my arm, making a small noice, only I seemed to notice. I only hope no one notice what is under them. I had tried my best to hide my scars and brushes by makeup and bracelets. I even wore a cardigan.

I couldn't help but giggle at Aubrey, she was so happy, and just wanted me to join, so why not make her night and do it. After all, that's why we're here, right? I started moving my hips in circles like the number eight, and let my arms run up and down a bit "there you go girl, you've got it!" Aubrey said, while a huge smile took over her face, and she started dancing with me.

After a bit of dancing, it started to bore me, and I decided to turn up the fun a little bit. I pushed Aubrey a little, so she came out of the rhytm, and fell some steps back. I was gonna regret this so much. And I was right. Just as I was done laughing, and had my breath under control again, she pushed me, way harder than I pushed her, and I fell backwards into some dude, before I was sat on the floor. I could hear Aubrey laugh, really really loud actually, but I was ready to bury myself alive. I got on my knees, and turned around, only to see that I had my head in the hight of the guy I had fallen into's crotch, and for some reason I felt like I was stuck. I looked up at the guy, and a smirk was all over his face, but his green eyes were locked on mine "isn't it a little early to be down on your knees, I mean we've only just met" I could tell he was joking, but it still made me feel really embarrassed. He handed me a hand to help me up, which I really appreciated, especially after what just happened "sorry" I said, and I'm sure the embarrasment could be heard floating out with the word, and falling to the floor. I brushed the dust of my jeans, and then looked up at him, to get a better look at the guy I just fell into. I hadn't noticed he had curls, not until I was stood in front of him at least. I must admit, he was really attractive. "That's okay, that happens" he said and smiled, showing his dimple. That's it, I'm done. He has dimples. No, I have got to go now, Casper would beat him up if he found out I had talked to him, and I had already said too much to him.

"I. I gotta go, sorry" I said, and turned around in a quick move, but I didn't get very long before I felt a hand around my wrist.

My head quickly turned to look, first at my wrist, and then up at the guy again with a frown "I didn't get your name?" he said "I'm Harry" he added and smiled, still holding my wrist. "You won't need my name. I'm so sorry, but I gotta go"

Just as I got free fom his grab, Aubrey called my name "Leah! Over here girl!" Great. There's no way he didn't hear that, now he knows my name. "See you around Leah!" he yelled, when I finally reached to where Aubrey were standing, and I could almost hear the smirk in his voice. Damn it, this can't end good. If only he knew what he's getting himself into.