Here's the first half chapter of the sequel!
(Its a filler to start off with.)
I didn't want to make it a whole second book so I'm just going to combine the two. Mkay? Mkay. ENJOYYYY!
~Natalie's P.O.V~
"Are you sure about this?..." I ask, pulling down my very short, tight dress. Harry looks over at me and squeezes my hand, "It's fine. You look gorgeous, but don't turn me on too early. I want to wait." He smirks.
My hair is curled with make up caked on to my face. The black pumps are already killing me and this tight dress is cutting off the blood flow to my legs.
We enter the club, and its full of sweaty people grinding against one another and loud music in the back round.
Someone squeezes me into a hug and I realize that its Haley. "Oh my god! You look soo hot. I am so jelly!" She squeals. I notice a purple mark on her right cheek.
"Whats that?"
"Oh.. this?" She touches the bruise on her cheek. "Nothing. I fell off my bike the other day while riding and got a face full of dirt. But why are we talking about me? You're 20!"
"Yeah, yeah. 20 isn't a big deal."
"Of course it is. Its your birthday, Nat. Enjoy it, but.." She looks over to Harry, "Use protection."
"Haley!" I yell, slapping her arm. She shrugs.
"I'm going to use the restroom." I whisper/yell to Harry. His face gets serious.
"Relax, it'll be fine."
He bends down, pecking me on the lips. "Maybe I should com-"
Haley interrupts him, "No. Come on, we'll show you your guys' table."
He hesitates, but then finally goes with Haley.
As I'm walking down the long, pale hallway to the restroom, a guy throws a cig to the ground and puts it out with his foot. "You alone, little lady?"
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