Chapter four

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Ugh! Could this guy be anymore annoying. I'd rather someone shoot me than have to listen to another minute of him talk.

"Isn't that great?!" He asks excitedly.

What's great? I hadn't been listening to a word he said. "Yea it's wonderful." I lie. He seems to not notice, because he then starts to ramble off again. My parents couldn't of picked a more boring person.

Just then a tall boy with curly hair and a gold tie walks up to us. I'd never seen someone so gorgeous before. I look away real quick, I hope no one noticed I was staring.

"Hey my names Harry." He says and smiles at me. I hear a British accent in his voice, he must be from England.

I can feel my cheeks getting red. "Hi I'm Abby, nice to meet you." I smile back trying to ignore the fact that I'm blushing like crazy.

"I was wondering if you'd like to dance. If your friend doesn't mind." He motions to Niall.

Niall looks caught off guard. "No go ahead."

Harry looks over at me. "Sure I'd love to, let's go." I grab his arm and pull him to the dance floor. So glad I got away from Prince of obnoxious.

"You're welcome." Harry says putting his hands on my hips.

I put my hands on his shoulders. "For what?"

"For getting you away from sir talks a lot." I laugh at his response and he does the same. "You looked like you wanted to shoot yourself back there."

"Yea he's not the most exciting person to talk to." I admit.

He looks at me curiously, he has beautiful green eyes. "Then why waste you time with him?"

I sigh. "My parents think he would be perfect for me."

He tightens his arms around me. "Well, I think they're wrong."

I look up at him. "You know I'm not really into this party scene, my parents made me come."

"Let's go somewhere then." He smiles at me.

"Where?" I ask curiously.

"Anywhere but here, come on." He grabs my wrist and leads me to the door. I look back to see if anyone is watching us, but everyone's to drunk to notice us leaving. Even if they did notice I wouldn't care, I just wanted to leave this place. And who else to leave with than a curly haired, green eyed, cute British boy? This night might not be as bad as I thought.

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