The Makeover

Chapter Eleven -The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected

"What were you doing with Harry?" Alison asked raising her eyebrow. "I thought you were helping your grandmother at the pre-school."

"I did go and help, Harry just happened to come with me." I mumbled as I walked into the house

"What?" She replied. A wide grin spread across her face, she shut the front door and dragged me to her room. Once the door was closed and we were seated on her bed, she smiled at me creepily. "Tell me everything."

"You have to promise not to tell." I said to her. I know I just met Alison couple days ago, but she was so sweet and kind, so I trusted her. After she replied an 'I promise' I proceeded to tell her.

"Yesterday at BK Harry asked me if I wanted to hang out." She screamed and I glared at her.

"Sorry." She said sheepishly.

"I said sure. Then this morning my grandmother asked me to stop by the school to help because one of the teachers is sick and I explained to Harry what the situation was, and he said he'd come." Her eyes widen in shock. "I know, and he says he loves children too, you should've seen him today. This little girl, she doesn't talk to people especially strangers, and she talked his ears off." Her mouth hung open and I laughed. "He told her he'd come to see her again. Then we went on the playground and acted like kids. It was fun."

"Wow, some bad boy." She commented with a grin.

"I know, but you can't tell anyone, I don't know what I'll do if we stopped talking." I replied.

"Oh, so you like Harry?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Urgh, yes," I answered honestly. "I'm scared of liking him more, because of his reputation. He's the bad boy, and player of Lakeview High. All the girls want him, what makes you think he'll like a wanna-be like me."

"Ariana, anyone would like you, if they got to know you." She said sternly. "You're funny, sweet, caring, and not to mention you're very pretty. I'm sure if I had met you before your make-over we would have been friends. Some people care about your looks, but others care about your personality, and how you treat others."

I sighed. "You're right," I smiled. "What did you have to tell me?"

"You know Dylan right?" I nodded. He was the quarterback. He had light brown hair and dreamy blue eyes. He was athletic built, because he was on the football team. Dylan was the most popular guys in school, apart from Harry and Austin.

"He asked me to come to his party on Friday, and a date on Saturday." She grin. I laughed. "And you're coming to the party with me. Oh and Hanna too." I shook my head and smiled. I had fun the last time, so I didn't have a problem going this time. I decided to go home, and shower. I told Ali goodbye and I headed out the door.

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Harry's P.O.V

Today was the most fun i've had in months. Ariana looked so pretty in her purple dress. God, I sound like a girl now, but I can't deny how pretty she looked. How can I not have noticed her before? I guess i've been too busy being an egoistic douche-bag, that I never really saw her.

I parked my car in front of Ryan's house and headed inside. Ryan and I go way back, so I don't knock. You know your best friends by the way they act towards you. For example, I walk into Ryan's house, eat his food, and laugh at him when he falls or something. A friend would ask for something, knock on the door, and help him up. I'm his best friend.

I walked into the kitchen, and looked in the fridge. I was starving. My stomach growled loudly, when I saw chicken pasta. I took it out of the fridge, put some on a plate and into the microwave. I took a large bottle of soda out of the fridge, and poured some in a glass. I placed everything back into the fridge and when my food was heated, I took the glass of soda and my chicken pasta into the living room.