I was a sweet kid. I always did as I was told, and was highly respected by everybody. But, that all changed when I met him. I tried being myself around him and show my sensitive side. But, that was the problem. He didn't like sweet girls, he liked the girls who take chances and didn't care to get into a little trouble. So, I boosted up my game a little. Well kinda….
One night while my parents and my little sister were in bed, I climbed out my window and drove to 'TheHangout'. What is 'The Hangout', you ask? It's a place where all of us seniors like to get together and party before we head out into the real world. It's this old patio with lights all around the edges, and a big bond fire. I've only been once or twice (because I was the good girl remember?) Well not tonight .I heard he was going to be there and I wanted to make my move.
As I get closer I start to really think about what I was doing.
"What if I got caught?" I said to myself. After thinking of all the bad things that could happen, I started to think of the good that might come from this too.
"He might fall for me.." I said with a smile on my face. As I smiled I pulled into the crowded lot and parked my white Toyota Camry. As I got out I looked at my reflection in the car. I was wearing 'short' shorts and a purple cammi with a matching plaid top. I had on sparkly silver Toms on and my long brown hair was curled tp perfection. I put on my lip gloss and took a deep breath.
"I can do this." I whispered under my breath and turned around. I looked at the people everywhere trying to find him. I spotted him by the beer barrel. And that ‘him’ I’m talking about is Harry Styles.
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