I'm sorry. It said. I stared at it.
Why are you sorry? I typed. I mean, he hadn't really done anything wrong….
Meet me outside the club again at noon. I'll explain as much as I can to you.
You will?
Yes.
Thank you. And I'm sorry I slammed the door in your face earlier.
Haha, it's okay. So I'll see you tomorrow?
Yeah
Okay. Goodnight.
Goodnight.
I sighed, holding the phone close to my chest. I couldn't help but smile. He was going to explain to me about everything. Finally. I fell into a restful night sleep.
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. I threw on jeans and a t-shirt. And then i took them off and put on a skirt and a cute crop-top. I wanted to look cute for Mr.Mystery today. I threw on a tiny but of makeup and bolted out the door. I loved the fact that I lived alone. Moving out of my parents house was a good choice, I thought to myself and I hopped into my toyota.
I pulled into the club parking lot, and this time he was already there waiting for me, smiling. But remembering last night's kiss, I felt the blush rise to my cheeks. I really was falling for him, wasn't I?
"Hi…" I said, avoiding his gaze. It's not like it mattered; he still had those huge sunglasses and that hood on. Then I remembered his sun allergy and I immediately felt guilty for thinking that.
"How did you sleep?" He asked me.
"Pretty good, actually."
"I didn't." He said, his smile gone.
"Why n--" But before I could say more, he pinned me against the wall of the outside of the club. I tried to squirm away, but he had me pinned down.
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In His Direction
ФанфикAbigail meets a strange boy wearing sunglasses and a hood at a party, and he gives her his number. Without telling Abigail his name, he invites her on a dinner date. Just how long will it take her to figure out that he is secretly Harry Styles (who...
