Picture 18 ~H.S~

04/10/2017 6:06PM

04/10/2017 6:06PM

Summer had spent the day lounging around in Harrys apartment up stairs. She spent the day mindless flicking through the channels of his T.V. She was bored and although Harry was doing better since the breakup, he still wasn't himself and Summer hated that. She had made the decision to go to Java tonight and was going to take Harry too.

He walked up the stairs before flopping on the sofa next to Summer. She looked at him and sighed before nudging him.

"Go get ready."

"Why?" He groaned.

"We're going out."

He shook his head, "I don't want to go out."

"Look," She huffed, "You've been moping about since the day Alex dumped you. You need to get back out there, even if it is just until you whisk Aryn off her feet. I'm taking you to a great club where you can meet some good people. Now go and get dressed."

"Do I have-"

"Styles, up, march." She yelled as loud as she could.

Harry jumped as his eyes widened and his laugh followed. Summer let out a small giggle. Harry liked her giggle, it reminded him that there were good people in the world and recently he had found himself thinking of Summer more often that Aryn, he told himself it was because he was around Summer a lot more.

He was quick to go to his room where he changed into some clean skinny jeans, shoved one of his rags in his long and untamed hair and put on a black shirt where he left half the buttons undone. He walked back into the living room where Summer was.

He never caught her staring at his ink stained and perfectly toned chest but she was and she could have swore that she drooled a little. Summer grinned when Harry's eyes caught hers and the two headed back to her parents place where she changed into a short black dress that sparkled in the light, she done her hair into tight curls and made her make-up done to perfection, finishing with red lips.

When she walked back into her bedroom rather than her en suite, Harry felt himself bathing in her beauty. She was perfect in every aspect in his eyes and he was yet to find a flaw. He missed her natural freckles that were hidden by foundation, taking away the young woman aspect and making her look older, sexier.

After he told her she looked great, which made her blush, they headed towards the car where Summer drove to the car park hidden on the outskirts of town. Harry followed her as she walked round the back to an alley. Walking up to a metal door she knocked eight times in a distinctive pattern.

A large bald man opened the door and Summer grinned at him, he smiled back at her and then looked to Harry, "He good?"

Summer nodded, "He's good."

"Welcome to Java kid."