Complicated

Chapter 9

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(Elliana)
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I'm awaken by the sound of Stella singing in the shower. I am so excited for tonight, but also super nervous. I don't even know what to say to harry, we haven't spoken in two weeks.

"Oh I didn't realize you were awake" Stella says, laughing, as she walks out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

"I just woke up. I was just thinking about the party." I went to the bathroom to take a shower because God knows I need one.

"Wasn't it fun last night?" Stella yells.

"Yeah, I guess, I was so distracted by the excitement from this party." I say as I run my fingers through my hair, as I'm washing it.

I am really excited. But I'm also so nervous. I need to talk to Harry and tell him everything, and explain to him about Carter.

Should I tell Stella? No right? No. Bad idea. My conscience tells me. It would go right around, not that I don't trust Stella. But I know her, she has the hugest mouth.

I step out of the shower and look at myself in the mirror. I need to get more tan, I'm literally whiter then white. I stare at my reflection, taking in ever single part of me. I wish I could see what Harry once saw in me.

When I was little I was always bullied for being "too fat" or "size L" when every other girl was size XS. And ill admit. When I was 12 I wasn't the skinniest. I weighed a lot for my age. But then one doctor's appointment my doctor warned me about what could happen in the future, like diabetes and other things.

After that appointment I stopped eating all that junk, I worked out a lot, and I forced myself to stay healthy. And that was a lot to take on as a 12 year old, but of course my parents always told me that I'm beautiful no matter how I looked, and I believed them, but I still wanted to be like the other girls, who could wear a bikini.

By the time I'm out of my thoughts I'm already dressed and brushing my teeth.

"What should I do with my hair?" I yell out the door.

"Oooo! You should totally let me do it." She comes in the bathroom and runs up behind me, now touching my hair.

"Um, alright.. it has to be cute though, Harry is gonna be there" I wink at her

"Ugh! Disgusting" She rolls her eyes while smiling at me.

The rest of the night goes well, she used an iron and curled my hair, I thought it looked amazing. She also did my makeup, I looked and thought who am I?

The old me would've never loved me, not matter what I looked like. But I have to say I look so good.

I put on my  dress and heels, I also put a pair of slippers in my purse and an extra pair of clothes because I know I won't last the whole night in this outfit.

I come out of the bathroom and Stella has the phone facing me, recording.

I immediately smile and pose for her. "Damn girl, who are you and what did you do with my Ell??!" She smiles and takes a lot of more pictures.

"These are going to Harry." She winks at me.

I smile. See times like these with a good friend were all.I could ask for. Stella is such a good friend. This is the sort of high school feel I never got. Oh if I could go back.

"Girl let's go!!" She grabs my arm and her keys and we head out.

I am so ready, but also so nervous. What is Harry gonna say?

I am gonna have fun tonight. No matter what Harry says.

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