Careless

Chapter Twenty Two

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My head shoots to the door, my heart skipping a beat. It is time to go and I can't feel my legs because of how numb they are.

"Knock knock"
I hear a muffled voice over the other side, a couple of knocks on the door following soon afterwards. Feeling my cheeks rise to allow my smile to show itself, I reply.

"Who's there?"
I ask, using the time I have left to straighten out my dress and hair, I turn around and checking myself in the mirror calmly.

My dress for tonight is a simple and ordinary emerald above the knee dress with a few studs here and there. My make up is extremely light and natural and my hair has curls at the tips. I can say I put more effort into my look for my birthday than my university prom.

"Prom"
I hear his response, his strong British accent crystal clear over the other side of the wooden material.

"Prom who?"
I question, twirling on my heels to face the door, I begin walking, clicking my heels on the floor. Reaching for the door knob, I keep my smile on.

"Prom date"
Harry slowly says, an eye brow raised weirdly with a single rose in his hand, his body leaned against the frame of the door.

Letting out a laugh, I shake my head, accepting the fresh rose from him, sniffing in the sweet scent of the petals.

"Hi , loser"
I exhale, looking up and down Harry. He is wearing white suit with a green tie. I can't say he looks as hot as e did on my birthday night but our clothes definitely match. His hair is nearly combed with his fridge combed back.

"You mean handsome?"
He gives me the sassy look, straightening his suit out with his hands. Laughing, I set the rose down on my bed before grabbing my phone and purse.

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We'd been stuck in traffic for an hour and we're finally here, stepping out of Harry's car with my chest pumping out of my chest.

There are only a few people outside but they all make their way inside soon, the door opening with music blasting out.

"Nervous?"
Harry's voice distracts me from my thoughts and I turn to him, honestly nodding my head with a bitter smile. Walking towards him with my extremely high high heels, I stumble a bit, giggling.

"You did not see that"
I point at Harry, grabbing his arm as he chuckles dryly, waiting for me to stabilize on my shoes.

"What are you talking about?"
He frowns, faking confusion with a serious look on his face and I playfully punch his chest to stop the terrible act, resulting in a fake 'ouch' afterwards.

Observing the tall building, my campus, I take a deep breathe. This is it, probably the last time I step into this place. I've planned only a few weeks back that I would move to probably one of the last times I'm going to see Harry and I really haven't thought it through properly.

"Ariana?"
Harry interrupts my thoughts once again, my head shooting to his direction, this weirded out look on his face.

"You should be excited that you're finally leaving campus"
He reassures me, rolling his eyes like he is forced into doing this and I don't blame him. Harry never truly cares about a person, more importantly a girl. But I'm happy to know I get out some fake concern from him here and there.

"I am"
I smile, feeling the butterflies in my stomach build up.

"Let's go in then, love"
Harry says genuinely and winks, the smirk on his face attractive as he begins walking, my arm around his arm dragging me with it.

I don't really know how I'm going to tell Harry everything tonight.. The thing is that there are two topics I so truly want to discuss with him.. My sparkle of feelings for him and changing my future's direction after this. I don't know how he's going to react.. Whether he is going to be surprised and happy or angry and uninterested. What if there would be a bit of both..?

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Waiting for Harry to get us both drinks, I observe the foggy surrounding as they play an up beat song, getting everyone crowded on the dance floor, well except for me.

Sighing, I feel cold fingers tap my shoulder giving me chills and I turn around to grab my drink from him. My thoughts are totally changed once I see him in front of me.. Scott.