PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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P H O E B E

f r i d a y
7 : 5 8 p m

When I arrived at the bar, I ordered me and Lola both cocktails and waited patiently at a table for her.

"Hey!" I hear Lola before I see her.

I look up from my porn star martini, a grin already slapped on my face.

"Lola!" I more or less squeal, standing up to wrap my arms around her shoulders. "I got our favourites."

"Oo!" Her eyes light up once she sets eyes on the cocktail. "Thanks! I'll buy the next round."

I was wearing a black cowl neck slip dress, the satin making me feel sexy with my black heels. Lola was wearing a leather skirt and a burgundy lacy bodysuit, black heels to match.

We had planned our outfits beforehand, just incase one of us came overdressed. But then realised l, we both overdress.

Lola sips on her martini and I more or less down mine, nervous to update her about my life.

"So, hows life?" I ask, swinging my legs as I sit on the stool.

"Good! Tom got promoted, which is great news." Tom was an estate agent, earning a lot of money. Lola was a secondary school teacher, between them they earned a lot of money - which they both deserve.

Tom is like the brother I never had, listening to my rants like Lola does, putting up with both our shit - though I don't think he minds.

"That's so good!" I grin.

"Yeah, it is. Nothing's changed with me, really. Students are more annoying than ever - but they always are as it comes towards summer. Itching for the summer holidays, but so am I." She shrugs.

"I can imagine. How's your mum?"

•

8 : 3 0 p m

Me and Lola have a genuine catch up on each other's lives... but now it gets to the big part.

"So... what's been on your mind." She swirls the thin straw around her glass.

"I'll get us some drinks." I smile, needing another drink down me before I begin.

"Whatever. But I'm asking as soon as I get back." She points and I giggle, rolling my eyes.

"I know. I know."

I knew she had been itching to ask what's up with me, but decided to wait.

I made it to the bar, ordering two porn star martinis and a tequila shot each.

"Phoebe!" I heard my name being called as I watched the young bartender make my drinks.

"Oh, hey Zayn." I smile at him and he sits on the bar stool next to where I was standing.

"What are you doing here?" He asks.

"Just grabbing drinks with my friend." The room felt fun, the 3 drinks I already had kicking in.

They make them strong here, no holding back.

Not complaining.

"Nice, nice."

"Wait, what are you doing here? Are you even over the legal age?" I raise an eyebrow playfully and he scoffs.

"I'm 20, thanks. A year older than your boyfriend." Zayn smirks.

No, my boyfriends 26.

"Are you here with your friends?" I look around the bar.

"No, I'm on a double date. I can let Harry know you're here, though." He winks.