Sophia is an unsociable girl. She likes reading and music very much. They are her passion in life. Her parents don't take care about her, each one of them is busy with work. She needs someone to take her out of that boring life and save her from tha...
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And finally, it was Thursday. The awaited day. The prom day. I had two hours till Harry would come to take me to the party. I was too confused, frustrated, anxious, emotional. I had a mixture of feelings that I had never felt before. I didn't get my dress out of my cupboard yet, I didn't prepare my clothes. I didn't do anything. I didn't go to school today so that I could have time to get ready for the party but I overslept and I didn't realize that it was 3 PM until I saw my mobile phone while I was having my breakfast when Harry texted me that he was getting ready and that he couldn't wait to see me. I had my shower, got dressed, put on my make up, a perfume and made my hair. I heard the front door close, mum must be leaving. I think she has a shift. I bent to bring my heels from under my desk and then I sat on the bed to wear them and then I walked to my desk to put everything in the purse that I was going to take with me. ------------ Harry's P.O.V: I slept really late yesterday like by thedawn or something. I talked with Sophia on the phone for hours and hours about different things. I think it was the longest time we ever talked on the phone. I woke up like 4 PM and I had one hour before I pick Sophia up. I had a quick shower, put on my suit and put on Sophie's favorite perfume. I rented a limo with a driver to drive us to the prom party. The driver called me and he told me that he will be in front of Sophie's house in about ten minutes. I decided to go to Sophia's house and get into the limo together. I got out of my house, locked it and put the keys in my pocket with my cell phone. I walked to her house. I knocked on the front door and Sophia's mother opened the door. "Hey Mrs Smith!" "Hi Harry. Wow you look handsome." "Oh thank you." "You came to take Sophia?" She asked. "Yes. Is she in her bedroom?" I asked. "Yes, she is getting ready." She opened the door for me and I got in. "I am going to work. I will leave you two here till you go to your party." She said after I got in. "Okay." I said. "Behave." She said chuckling. "Don't worry." I said smiling. She closed the door behind me and I looked behind me and she was gone. I went upstairs quietly trying as hard as I can not to make any noise. I wanted to surprise Sophie. Her bedroom door was barely shut. I opened the door slowly and she was facing her desk, she was putting something in a while glittery purse. I was overwhelmed with her beauty. Even from her back she looked like a beauty goddess. She had the perfect shape of a girl I have ever seen. Her dress made her look even prettier. She pulled her hair up in a complicated beautiful hair style, yet it looked really simple. She was the most beautiful human being I have ever seen. How can be someone that gorgeous? I walked slowly and then I hugged her from her back. -------------- Sophia's P.O.V: I feltstrong arms wrap me from my waist. Strong and muscular arms, yet gentle. I know whose arms those are. This is my beautiful Harry. I turned around and saw the most handsome guy I have ever seen. He wore a black pantsuit which made him look even hotter than usual.
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"Wow." I said. "What?" He said smiling at me. "You look really handsome." I said. "You are really pretty too. You are very" he gave me a peck on my lips. " very" another one "very" a third one "beautiful." He said. He is charming I can't help it. I hugged him tightly and dug my head into his neck, he did the same. We stayed like this for minutes when we were interrupted when Harry's phone beeped and his pocket vibrated. "Let's go." He said. He took my arm and we went downstairs together. He opened the front door for me and he bowed as if I was a queen. I went out of the house and Harry held my hand, I found a huge long limo waiting in front of the house. Is that for us? Was Harry kidding? Harry walled and opened the door for me. "Get in my lady." He said in a British accent. "Thank you my lovely prince." I tried to copy his accent as much as I could but I failed as usual. Harry hid his laugh as he didn't want to spoil that royal moment. I entered the limo and then he entered after me. The driver started driving towards our destination. "Thank you so much." I said. "For what?" He asked. "For everything." I said. "My sweety pinkie pie." He said. "My Harold." I said. I hugged him tightly and I rested my head on his chest. "You are beautiful." He said. I smiled. We reached our destination an expensive hotel. The party was in a large hall and the decorations were incredible. As we entered the hall, everyone was watching us, I don't know whether we looked beautiful or they didn't know us. They looked at us in awe. I felt uncomfortable. I don't like grabbing attention. The party started and Harry and I sat on a table alone watching couples dancing after the most boring speech I have ever heard that was said by the principle, that definitely got us out of the mood. Harry and I had some juice as he knew that I don't drink so he joined me and drank a juice as well. "Do you want to dance?" I asked. "No." he said. "Why?" I asked. "Because I can't" "Neither can I. Just try." I said begging. "No." He insisted. "Pleeeeease" I begged. "I'll think about it." He said. "What? You will think about it? Did I propose to you to marry Mr Harry and you need some time to think about it. Just let us dance." "Yeah. Do you think I will agree if you propose to marry me?" He asked with a smirk. "I won't." I said and pouted. "If it happened one day. Nothing is impossible anyway, right?" He asked. "Fine will you agree?" "No." he said. "What? Why? Harry, I hate you." I know that he was kidding but it was getting over. "Because I will propose first." He said. I didn't see that coming, I didn't expect him to say such an answer. I blushed. "And I won't agree too." I said. "Why?" He asked and he seemed really sad. "Because we won't dance in our wedding, you don't want to dance now and I don't think that you will in our wedding." "Don't worry, I will." "I don't believe you. Prove it." I said. "Fine." He said and then he got up and bowed stretching an arm and giving me a hand. "Would you Miss Sophia Smith give me the honor and dance with me?" He asked in a British accent again. I think he remembered his British roots today suddenly. "I will think about it." I tried to be silly. "Fuck you." He mouthed to me but he still bowed, he was in the same position. "Okay Mr. Harry Styles. I will give you that honor." I give him my hand and we walked arm in arm towards the dancing area. It was a slow song so he put his arms around my waist and I put my arms oh his shoulders and we swayed with the melodies of the song that were like the air that was carrying us and give us wings as if we were flying. We looked at each other in the eyes and I felt that I was in another world, in another universe: a universe just including me and Harry. A universe full of love, joy, happiness, affection. A universe of Harry. That amazing feeling was interrupted when Harry's phone started ringing. -------------- Harry's P.O.V: Sophia is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She cares about me, she is the only thing I have now. She gives me hope. She shows me that in that cruel world, there are still good and loving people. Without these people, humanity is going to be damaged, cruelty will creep inside each and everyone till we start kill each other and have no mercy. These people are those who keep this world in balance, who keep this planet and this universe keep on revolving. They give us life. When I was dancing with Sophia, I was really scared that I would mess up or step on her or stumble or something. I did my best to make it a perfect night for her. I could feel her flying between my hands. I could see her in her beautiful spectacular form and incredible dress dancing in her own world. My phone rang and vibrated in my pocket. "Sorry, I gotta answer this." I told Sophia. "It's okay." She smiled. "Hello!" I answered. ------------------ Sophia P.O.V: As soon as Harry answered the phone call, his face changed. He seemed as if he had just seen a nuclear explosion. He pulled the phone from on his ears and he looked blankly at me. "Harry, what's wrong?" I asked. No reply. "Harry." I asked again. "Karen." He said. "What about her?" I asked. No reply again. "Harry, answer me, what's wrong with Karen." I asked again and I was running out of patience. "She made an accident and she went to hospital and they don't think she will live" ----------- Comment, vote, share. All the love.
