Do you remember summer '09

Chapter 2

When I woke up the next day my world was literally upside down. Emily was the most restless sleeper in the world. She had sprawled herself across the entire bed and knocked the top half of my body off of the Hide-a-bed that we had fallen asleep on last night. She had stolen all of the covers too, which would explain the goosebumps on my arms. I sat up to stretch and got out of the bed. Deciding not to bother her, as she was still asleep, I found a sticky note and wrote "Party was fun thanks for having me! Sorry I had to go so early! -love Sarah . . . P.S. next time I sleep over remind me not to sleep next to you." on it. Next I took it off the stack and stuck it to her forehead, making sure that she would see it when she woke up. I grabbed my shoes and my phone and headed upstairs to grab some food before I left. So I went into the kitchen and found some left over pizza from last night and sat on the counter. I unlocked my phone and was scrolling through my instagram feed when all of the sudden an arm knocked the pizza out of my hand, and I jumped. When I looked up I saw Matt laughing hysterically at me, and sice he deserved it I started hitting him everywhere I could reach. 

"OW OK SARAH STOP IM SORRY" He appologized, tears streaming down his face from laughter. "Just thought it'd be funny to scare you to prepare you for tonight, altough Harry should be there to protect you later." He smirked at me.

"Hey how do you know about our date?" I asked him confused.

"Harry is one of my best friends, he tells me everything."

"Speaking of how good of friends you two are, how come ive never met him before?" Matt was like the older brother that ive never had, I mean he was my best friends brother and i'd known him for all of my life, so it was werd that I hadn't met one of his friends. As soon as I had asked the question he turned away from me and walked over to the fridge trying hard to concentrate on looking for something in the back of it. "MATT?" I asked again. This time he just turned to me and shrugged his shoulders, sipping right out of the orange juice jug.

He walked right past me and slapped me on the back saying "You better get going if you want to look nice for that date, you've only got about six hours to get ready and I don't know if thats going to be enough time for you to get rid of your ugly." I threw a nearby plastic shot glass at him, it would have hit him too if he hadnt jumped out of the way. "Also Harry wants you to wear that nice red dress of yours." He said while walking out of the kitchen.

"Hey how does he know I have that? How do you even know I have that? I keep that in the back of my closet!"

"You and Emily take so long to get ready, and I get bored easily." He ran up the stairs before I could say anything or attempt to injure him again. 

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I got home and took a shower, wrapping my warm towel around my body and walking over to my closet to find something to wear. I Picked out a couple of outfits to choose from, until I got to the back of the closet. I pulled out the red dress that Matt and I were talking about earlier, and hung it on the top of the door. It was a skin tight dress that ended halfway up the thigh with a thick strap starting on the left side of the dress and resting over the right shoulder. The thing that really made this dress stand out though was the plunging neckline that stopped about an inch up from my bellybutton. I ran the fabric through my fingers until I reached the end, remembering times I had worn this dress, like once when me and Emily snuck out to a party, and a guy there drank too many shots trying to impress us that he wound up puking down his friends pants. I decided not to wear it because it wasnt the kind of thing that should be worn at the movies, so I picked out something more casual, choosing a pair of skinny jeans and my Beatles Abbey road Tshirt. I walked back into the bathroom and checked my phone. 

"Hey ill be leaving soon, if you want I could come pick you up? just send me your adress." Harry had texted me. When we planned this we said that we would meet at the theatre, but the idea of him picking me up sounded alot better. 

"Yeah sounds great." I replied, also typing in my adress and adding "You owe me a ride anyway ;)" I smiled to myself when I said this, remembering him offering to take me home last night. I did my hair and makeup then walked down stairs. As soon as I did my mom asked where i was going and after some explaining she said that she'd let me go on the date. It was weird that she still had to give me permission to go out I was 18 and only back in town to visit from college. I had an apartment of my own in chicago where I was going to start school this year, and it was only an hour away, but I came back to visit for a week so that me and Emily could have our big party one last time before we all went to college. Not too much time passed before Harry's car pulled into the driveway. It was an all black jeep wrangler, and my dream car. I took my jacket and walked outside ready to go. As I got close to the car Harry got out and ran over to the passenger side opening the door and bowing.

"Right this way princess."

"Why thanks you kind prince." I said with a wink. He closed the door and went back around to the drivers side, giving me enough time to glance around the extremely neat car.

"You like what you see?" He said standing in the open door and holding his arms out wide. He was wearing a tight white Tshirt and skinny jeans with black boots, i have never seen anyone look so good while wearing that. I realized that i had been staring at him and finally snapped out of it and answered his question.

"Yeah, acctually I've always wanted a jeep."

"its alot better when you take the doors off and drive around blasting music though." He turned on the car and started backing down the driveway.

"You know what would make it look cooler though? Car lashes." As soon as I said this he immediatly hit the break and turned to look at me.

"Please tell me you were joking and your not on of those girls who would seriously consider putting those terrible things on a perfectly good car!?"

"Whats so bad about car lashes?" I asked. All he did was widen his eyes and shake his head before we started driving towards the movie theatre, with me giggling at his reaction.  

"I can not tell you how excited I am to see this movie." He glanced over at me. 

"Me too, I couldnt stand the cliffhanger at the end of the first movie." I replied, after this I noticed that I was going on a short rant about the movie and everything I loved or hated about it. When I realized this I stopped in the middle of my sentence to appologize for talking so much.

"Dont worry about it love, people get so much more attractive when they talk about things they like. I didnt know you could possibly become more beautiful until just now." By this time we had made it to the theatre and found a place to park. The last words he said were accompanied by him taking my hand and staring at me intensely.  We got out of the car and started walking to the theatre, where there was a large group of people coming out from a movie that had just ended. Harry took my hand in his large soft ones and guided us through the crowd checking back on me to make sure I was okay. When we finally reached the front entrance and got inside, I expected that he would drop my hand and keep walking but instead he held on and brought us over to the ticket window. 

"Two tickets for Insidious 2 please." He said to the woman. I pulled out some cash from my purse and handed it to Harry who took it and stuck it in the back pocket of my jeans, pulling out his own credit card and paying for both tickets. 

"Hey!" I said as he gave me my ticket.

"What? Dont you remember our deal?" He raised an eyebrow at me, smiling. 

"What deal?" I was really confused. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through some texts, stopping to show me one. 

"Ill buy the tickets if you buy the popcorn." He read aloud. 

"OH THATS RIGHT!" I said remembering our previous conversation. 

"Cmon lets go, I want extra butter." He slapped my ass before grabbing my hand and pulling me over to the concession stand, earning a giggle from me having his dimples cross his face before we ordered the popcorn and I paid for it.