Chapter 1.

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The loud music causes me a headache. Going out isn't really my thing I guess. Almost all the drunk people in the crowd are singing along with the loud music and I am standing here alone trying to find my friends. I walk across the bar to look if my frieds are  there, but they are nowhere to be find. I walk back to the bar and decide to just wait there. I can't wait to go home and crawl into my bed. My friend Lotus told me that it would be fun this time because she knows that i'm not really into parties and stuff so I thought I'll just give it a go but this time it was even worse. I don't know were my friends are, the music is too loud and I am also very tired because last night I couldn't sleep due to the neighbors who were fighting again.

I am more the kind of person who is into long walks in the park by myself while listening to country music. I often take long walks. The park is a place where I can forget about everything and just be alone. I always imagine a world were everything is peaceful.It makes me calm. At this moment I wish I could go there, but I'm in a crowded room with drunk sweaty bodies instead. It was already 1:00 am and I am starting to get bored.

After a while I noticed that the bartender is staring at me. I look back and he keeps staring at me with a smirk on his face. I quickly look away but I can still feel him staring at me and I start to feel awkward. He's probably much older than me. After a minute I look around  to see if the bartender is still staring at me but he's gone so I finally decide to  grab my phone and text Lotus. 

*hey, were are you?*

I wait for Lotus to respond at my text message but after 5 minutes she still hasn't texted me back so I send Marieke a text but she also doesn't respond. I start getting worried and walk away from the bar and walk to the other side of the room. I spot two familiar bodies dancing with two boys. I quickly walk towards them but Marieke suddenly starts making out with the boy she was dancing with so I decided not to interrupt them. I walk up to lotus who was completely in her element. 

"Hey, where were you all this time!"  I almost scream because the music was so loud that we could barely have a normal converastion.

"Oh yeah I'm sorry, I was dancing with zayn. I just met him and he's really nice. Oh and also very hot." she giggled.

I don't think it's very funny because she said that it would be fun this time but instead of having a good time with me, they were dancing and making out with some strangers. I decide not to say what's on my mind because I don't want to ruin her night even though she ruined my night. 

" Well have fun with him, I'm going home." 

"Oh okay. Bye." She says and turns around immediately as if she doesn't even care.

"Bye." I say and turn around to walk away. I feel a little dissapointed because she doesn't even care about me but only about that stupid Zayn guy.

I don't even know how I'm going home. My parents are on a holiday and I don't have any money left for a taxi so I guess I'll just walk. It didn't really bothered me. 

I walk out of the building and the wind is blowing trough my hair.I feel relieved. I put my headphones on and start to imagine myself standing on a big stage peforming for thousands of people. How amazing would that be? After a while I realize that I don't know where I am anymore. I look around me but I still don't know where to go.

"shit!" I whisper 

"Are you lost?" said a strange voice from behind me.

I jump and turn around. I see a tall boy with dark curls and green eyes standing in front me and I start blushing.

"Eh no." 

"Well, it seems like you are." He chuckles.

"No, I'm not. Can you leave me alone please?" 

He frowns

My mother always said that I shouldn't talk to strangers. Like what is he even doing here at this time? He's probably a loverboy or something. 

 "I won't leave you alone, you're lost and I'm gonna help you find your way home." 

"No, I don't even know who you are. I don't just walk to my house with a stranger!" I get a little irritated.

"Come on, you'll never find your way back home on your own!

"yeah I can. Why do you even want to help me? Don't you've got anything better to do?" 

I don't know why I'm being so mean to him but I just don't trust him.

"My mom and I had a fight. And then my sister came in and she took my mom her side so I just went out.So please let me help you find your way home. I don't know what else to do." 

I realize that he won't leave me whatever I say.

"Okay fine but don't touch me or talk to me"

"Okay but why would I touch you?" 

"I don't know but don't okay?" 

"Okay." He says and begins to walk a different way from where I am standing so I just went along. 

We walk in an awkward silence. I realize that I don't even know his name. Should I ask him? No, I just told him not to talk to me so It would be stupid if I'd ask his name. After a few minutes I noticed that he was looking at me. I quickly look away and he smirks. We walk through a couple streets I'm not familiar with. The awkward silence starts making me nervous.  I have to say something to him because he actually seems like a nice person. And he's helping me finding my way home. Maybe I shouldn't be so rude to him. I finally decide to ask his name.

"So, what's your name?" I ask awkwardly.

"I'm Harry. And what's your name?" He asks with a smile.

"I'm Carrie." 

"I like that name." Harry says as we walk along the park where I always go. 

"Thank you."  I start blushing again.

The amosphere is getting less awkward. We start having a little conversation. He's 19 years old and I told him I was 17. He works at a bakery and I told him I still go to college. He's actually kinda nice...

 Fifteen minutes later we finally arrive at my house.

"Well thank you for helping me finding my way home." 

"No problem.It was very nice to meet you." He says with a charming smile and walks away.

I must say he's a very charming boy.

I open the front door and step inside my house. I put off my coat quickly and run up stairs to brush my teeth. When I finish brushing my teeth, I put on my pajamas and get into my bed. I try to fall asleep but I keep thinking of Harry. Will I ever see him again?

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