UP ALL NIGHT
a one direction fan fiction ♥ chapter 3
"Oh come on, you have to go. It's Harry Styles we're talking about."
I shrug and glance down at the pink heels Megan has forced me to wear. I trip once in a while, but besides the falling it's okay. I step in front of the mirror and look at myself. My hair made into a sleek ponytail, and the pearl white mini dress fighting perfectly. I fold my arms over my chest and turn to look at Megan. I glare at her and sigh.
"You look great," She says.
"I can't do this. I'm dating Brian."
"Look, he doesn't have to know. And this is just a friendly date, like just a friends. Or strangers."
I shake my head. I couldn't just go and do this behind Brian's back. If he ever found out, he would be furious. His face appears in my mind and I close my eyes. His soothing voice, telling me what I have done. I open my eyes again and breath.
"Fine."
Brian couldn't hate me for this. If Mila Kunis asked him out on a date, he for sure wouldn't have refused. I mean, it's a famous person we're talking about. Megan shows me a seat and I sit down. She takes the eyeliner and does my waterline and upper line, pretty much all around my eyes. Then she does my mascara. I open my eyes and stand up, placing my arms on the sides. Megan gives me a thumbs up as a knock on the door comes. She throws me my purse and pushes me towards the door. I take in a deep breath, waving for Megan to go hide in the closet. She hesitates, but finally goes in. I open the door, and standing there looking handsome, is Harry. His curly hair is in it's usual place, his brilliant smile beaming at me. I blush shyly.
"You look lovely," Harry compliments me. I blush even more. I step out into the hotel Megan's staying at hallway and close the door behind me.
"Thank you," I whisper under my breath. He laughs and reaches for my hand. I pull away and he looks at me confused. I sigh as we continue making our way out of the hotel, having to cover our heads with a black scarf from the paparazzi noticing us.
He leads me into an old building. At first I was confused, until I saw the candle lights and dining table in the middle. I gasp and he reacts with a smile. Harry, without me realizing, grabs my hand and leads me to the table. He pulls my seat out and I sit down. He sits facing me, the light from the candles enchancing his face. I look down shyly.
"Are you hungry?"
I nod. A waiter comes by and gives us a plate of spaghetti. I look like a fool while eating this kind of pasta. Or any pasta in general. I gulp and take a bite, trying my hardest not to get a stain on the dress Megan had lend me. I look up at Harry, eating like a slob, but somehow it's very attractive. I giggle and he glances at me with puzzled eyes. My eyes go back to staring at the spaghetti. There's an awkward silence until Harry breaks the wall.
"Are you having a good time?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Well it's going to get better." Right then Harry claps his hands and in the middle of the room comes a spotlight. He stands up and offers his hand. I grab it, not knowing what is in store. He leads us under the spotligh and slow music comes on. His hands reach up to my waist and I push him gently off.
"I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend."
"Oh," Harry looks down, disappointement written all over his facial expression. I feel so bad.
"But we could still dance. Just as friends..."
"Alright."
He re-places his hands on my waist, but we keep our distance. He stares at me into the eyes and smiles. I blush admiringly. I place my hands behind his neck and we slow dance. One name keeps running around in my mind. Brian, Brian, Brian. I shake my head and drop my arms. I run out the building and into the streets of New York. I couldn't go do this behind Brian's back. He wouldn't trust me anymore.
"Lucy! Lucy wait!" I hear Harry shouting my name behind me. I don't stop. I keep running. Then I notice something. I forgot my purse. I turn around and Harry isn't in sight. I couldn't go back to the building, Harry would just find me again and beg me with his charming eyes and accent to stay. And there was one more problem.
I'm lost.
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Author's Note:
Great. Now Lucy is lost in the big city of New York. And she forgot her purse. Now she's lost on the streets, no money, no cellphone. How will she ever get back home?
Spoiler: The pouding of the rain hits the box. I cover my head.
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