HARRY'S POV
It turn out Zayn invited her to be on this event. She’s with Hannah which is Niall’s date; all the other boys got a date except for me. Funny right? How Harry Styles can’t even get the girl he wanted but can get girls’ attention just by flipping his mass of curls.
After the event ended we go straight at the after party.
“You okay mate?” Louis asks all of a sudden, noticing my mood. People would even think I have a period for having this kind of mood. Man period, sheesh.
“No.” I said expressionless, sipping a drink. I wouldn’t even care if I get drunk. Once Florence step on the carpet, I know this night will get me on the mood, but seeing her with full smile and god she looks gorgeous even without make up.
I hear laughing and glass clicking. I turn around and blame myself for doing so; there stood Zayn holding Florence by her waist, laughing and absolutely happy. Sigh.
I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder; I turn around and forgot that Louis was talking to me. I was quite lost in that moment I didn’t even notice my best friend is talking.
“I think you should head home, you’re drunk Harry.” Louis said assisting me to sit on a chair.
“No, I was just starting to enjoy myself.” I said as I stood up and got another drink. People are dancing and grinding at the dance floor. Their bodies swaying at the beat. You can even hear the loud music even if you’re outside of this room. It was just making my head hurts more.
I walk to where the lads were with their dates. They were just looking at me worriedly. They were looking as if I’m a three headed person.
“Do you guys want a drink?” I said as I raise my drink to them and offer it to one of them but they decline.
“Harry, are you sure you’re okay, you’re very drunk now and it was the first time I saw you this…drunk.” Florence said as I face her. She was stunning. I could look at her all day without even being bored.
“I’m fiiiine, you guys don’t have to worry.” I said and walk out, heading over at the dance floor.
I swayed at the dance floor, dancing with strangers. I didn’t care. The lads and their dates got on the dance floor too, but Zayn was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he went to the bathroom. My eyes search for Florence, and then I saw her fiddling with his hands. I walk over to where she was sitting and sat at the chair across her.
“Enjoying the night?” I ask and she nods smiling at me.
It was as if on cue, the music got slower and romantic. People on the crowd started swaying slowly and you can see on their faces they’re in love…
I look again at Florence and plastered a smile on her. I stood up and made my way in front her, my hand holding up for her.
“Can I take this dance?” I ask with a smile on my face.
“Uhm…I-I don’t know how to dance.” She said shyly, playing with her hair. She always play with her hair when she gets nervous, it was a thing for her.
“Neither do I.” I said as I pulled us on the dance floor.
“Harry, I might step on your foot.” She said as I position her hands on my shoulder, wrapping it all around my neck. I put my hand on her waist and started swaying.
‘The day we met,
Frozen I held my breath
Right from the start
I knew that I'd found a home for my heart’
‘Beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone?
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow’
The song was perfect, perfect for this moment. Me holding her in my arms, I notice she closed her eyes and she laid her head on my chest. I started humming with the song and close my eyes, remembering that time on prom…
“Can I take this beautiful lady on the dance floor?” I ask her with a smile plastered on my face.
“Haven’t I told I can’t dance and surely I’ll get embarrass.” Florence said shyly, turning a tint color on her cheeks.
“I don’t care. At least we both get ourselves embarrass together. I don’t dance too, remember?” I said as I laugh lightly and wait for her hand. She slowly accepts my hand and we both got on the middle were our other friends were dancing too.
“Well I warn you, Curly.” She said as she let her tongue out.
That night might be the best of the night at that moment, but if you’ll ask me again. I might answer a different one. Because I think, nothing can be better with this night, me dancing with her again and having her close in my arms.
‘One step closer’
Silence dawned on us; it wasn’t the awkward one but the perfect one.
The song continued, it was as if we were the only two dancing on the center. I forgot how there are many people dancing too, I forgot all the problems I’ve been stressing out, all of the things I tried to process on my head were gone. All I can think of right now is that she’s in my arms even if it’s just a short minute…
“I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling don't be afraid I have loved you. For a thousand years…”I sang this part, feeling her kind of move her body but my grip on her waist was tight. I wouldn’t want this moment to end, I wouldn’t want her to go, I want this moment to freeze and me and her just staying like this, closer. I just want this night to be recorded and I’ll just keep on replaying it. An imaginary button to keep us like this, Florence in my arms.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m drunk but I felt her smile on my chest as I laid my chin on her hair and sang the last lyrics of the song.
‘I'll love you for a thousand more’
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Sorry again, I haven't updated for such a really long time...It was a really massive writer's block I got!! But anyway, it's Christmas break, so, I got all the time I need to write a chapter on my fanfic. :)
Well, I'll leave you guys with this chapter first. I'm sure I'll post the next chapter sooner! ;)
Hope you guys enjoy your Holiday!!! HOHOHO! MERRY CHRISTMAS!
OVER AND OUT!
Love lots,
Sai xx
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The Promise {Book 1: Harry Styles}
FanfictionWhat if Harry started chasing his dreams? Auditioning to the X-Factor and simply forgetting her and his promise? But when fame came in and friendship goes away, it seems to come into a blur. Their life got a lot more complicated every time their f...
