Chapter Seventeen

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*Karley's POV*

"Tuesday and Wednesday were pretty normal days. Harry went to hang out with Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Louis. Michaela and I had Eleanor and Danielle over. Pretty average, until I was sure Michaela was going to kill Danielle. Yeah, that's right, she wanted to kill her. Well, it wasn't Danielle's fault. We were talking about our crushes, and Danielle brought up Liam. She kept going on and on about kissing him at parties, and having sex with him at one. Michaela was pissed. I'm pretty sure the only thing Danielle left with was a hand print on her tear stained cheek from being called countless names and being slapped. Yes, of course by Michaela."

This is what I told Harry when he returned from a fun filled Tuesday on Wednesday after noon.

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*Karley's POV*

It's now Thursday. I'm actually quite sad because Michaela is leaving on Saturday. I've been moping around all day. Harry and Michaela tell me I better be happy when it's time for my date with Harry. I am excited for the date, I just don't want Michaela to leave.

*Michaela's POV*

Karley is really sad that I'm leaving. I really want to tell her I'm going to be joining her at her boarding school, so she'll be happy, but I can't. I need something good to tell her when I coincidentally forget my bag in her dorm room.

*Harry's POV*

Karley is so upset that Michaela is leaving. I mean, their best mates! I'd be upset too. I'm just going to have to console her the best way I know how. By being the charming, sexy, irresistible Harry Styles. It's worked on her before.

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*Karley's POV*

I'm laying in bed watching tv, when I hear a knock on the door. It can't be Michaela because she wouldn't knock, and it can't be Harry because if it were, we would already be sucking face by now. I try to make myself presentable, and open the door to find Anne.

"Hi.", I say with a fake smile. Anne returns the smile and says "Harry asked me to tell you to get ready for your date. He says causal clothes will work just fine." I nod and she leaves. Time to get ready for my date, and I'm actually really excited.

What to wear? I decide on black shorts, and a Rolling-Stones t-shirt, Harry's Rolling-Stones t-shirt to be exact. I pull the clothes on quickly and head to the bathroom. I pull my hair into a pony tail and apply foundation, mascara, and eyeliner. I brush my teeth, and decide I'm presentable enough for Harry. With that thought, I walk out of the bathroom and soon find myself knocking on Harry's door.

*Harry's POV*

I hear light knocking on my door and I groan. "What do you want mom?!" I shout through the closed door. I hear giggles and realize it's not my mom, it's Karley. I stand up and open the door, and my eyes practically pop out of my head. There stands Karley, in short black shorts that are barely showing because she's wearing my Rolling-Stones t-shirt. Her hair is piled high on her head in a neat ponytail, and she wears light makeup. I've never actually had my throat go dry because of how a girl looks until now, until Karley.

I cough to clear my throat and Karley giggles. When she finally stops and asks me "Do you need a drink of water?", while flashing me her million dollar smile and sending me a wink. I smile and shake my head no. Karley gapes at me and I ask "Like what you see?" She furrows her eyebrows and shakes her head. "No, but aren't you a little underdressed for our date?", she asks while taking in my grey sweatpants that hang low on my hips, and my lack of a shirt. I shake my head no, and pull her into my room. She giggles and asks "What is our date?" I laugh and say "Were watching movies." She nods and asks "Scary movies?" I laugh and nod. Her eyes widen and she shakes her head, muttering a small "no."

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