Walking with the road (On hold)

I’s prom! Tomorrow! And I have no date. I have turned three guys down, who wanted to be my date. I am still waiting for Harry to ask me. But I don’t think he will. We haven’t even talked since the episode in the airport, and I have seen him hanging a lot around Claire. That bitch! Maybe I should ask Zayn to be my date. I mean, we haven’t talked since the day we broke up, and I really need to ask him some questions. And he is good looking, so we are the perfect couple. But what if he does it again? Break my heart, into a million pieces. But what if he turns out to be a real gentleman, a like how he was when I met him. But then again: he was a real pervert that other day. I have to think about it.

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I walk down school hall, on my way to third period, when I hear a weird noise. I sounds a little a like there’s a monkey on the girls bathroom. No, two monkeys. OMG! Somebody is having sex in the toilet! Me and Aria love’s to cut other couples doing it in the bathroom. Their faces are priceless.
I sneak in so they won’t hear me. I find the box they are in, and pull down the door handle. It’s Harry and Claire! Harry and Claire are doing ‘it’ in the school bathroom. The smile from my face disappears, and I can’t stop staring at them.
“I… I’m… I’m sorry…” I studer.
“Get your fat ass out of this box, it’s ours.” Claire tells me.
I stood still. I don’t know why. Harry was looking at me with that look, the look that means; it’s private, now fuck of!
“Get the fuck away from us, where a kind of busy!” Claire said, with the look of a devil.
“Roe please, go away.” Harry says with a low voice, looking at the floor. Can’t he even look me in the eyes?
I slowly close the door, and storm out. Without thinking about it I type Zayn’s number into my phone, and call him, as I walk down the hall.
“Roe? Is this you?” Zayn asks me.
“Yeah. Hey Zayn”
“I’m so sorry about that other night. I got out of control, and I regret it so much!” He lies. I’ll bet he doesn’t regret a thing.
“It’s okay. But actually I wanted to ask you a question”
“Anything for you babe” He tells me, but I know it’s a lie.
“Will you be my date to the dance at my school tomorrow?” What are you doing Roe? Are sure on that you want to do this?
“Sure, I would love that! When shall I pick you up?” I can hear some boys giggling in the background, as Zayn hush at them.
“Around 8 pm would be fine,”
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow love! Any especially dress-code,” Zayn ask me.
“Wear a tux,” as I say that we both giggle. It apparently reminds us both of our first date. We were going to my junior prom, and he was wearing a horrible tux. It was also the night we had our first kiss: we were going around in the park, under the moonlight, talking about everything. Then we sat on a bench and he made his move. It was amazing. It was also my first kiss. Maybe Zayn wasn’t that bad, he just had a bad evening. He cheated on me, but maybe he learnt his lesson.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then”
“Agues you will!” I giggle. He giggles. We giggle.

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When I tell Aria about the phone call she gets overexcited. She likes Zayn (As a friend) and thinks it’s good that we are back together. We agreed to go shopping for some dresses together later, and apparently she is going with Liam.
I find the perfect little black dress without strops; I have to show me a little of. Aria gets a red dress that fits her perfectly! She looks so perfect, standing there in her dress.
We’ll be making so many midnight memories, and be up all night. Let’s live while were young, and do something better than words.

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As agreed Zayn picks me up at 8, in his big fat Mercedes! We get to the party just in time. Apparently we are the couple of the evening, and everybody is staring at us. I cannot see Harry and Claire anywhere so I focus on Zayn. His dark eyes look dreamy into mine. Suddenly I see everyone is staring at the stairs; Harry and Claire are going slowly down them. Her hand is wrapped around his biceps, and they both look stunning. Claire is dressed in a red dress that enhances her boobs. Harry put in a perfect tux, and his curly hair is sleek back. He can’t see me, oh thank God. The episode on the toilet was so embarrassing.
“Don’t think about him,” Zayn tells me, and he is right. I have to forget everything about Harry. He is here with Claire, and I am here with Zayn.
“I don’t,” I mean I don’t want to. He’s just so handsome.
“That’s good, because we are going to kill this thing, and get crowned as king and Quinn,” Zayn says, with some kind off new found confidence in his voice.
I smile at him as an answer. Now, I just want to focus on Zayn and me, and. I get ripped out of my thoughts when I see Aria and Liam coming down the stairs. They make the perfect couple, and keep looking at each other with those lovely looks. I really think they are in love. I actually see Liam smile, with is not a thing I see very often, he is always so serious.
Suddenly it comes from the speakers: “Now it’s time for finding the king and Quinn. If your name gets called up, you have get up here to the stage. The four couples that are nominated for king and Quinn are…”
“Claire McEwan’s and Harry Styles” People clap a lot.
“Aria Berry and Liam Thommas” People clap, but a little more silent.
“Shelley Bagel and Frederic Dean” People clap silent, but after all: They are the geek couple.
“And last but not least: Zayn Malik and Rose Thommas,” Harry’s face loses all its color. People clap a lot as we go up to the stage. Apparently we are on the favorite couples. In your face Claire!
When we all stand up at the stage, I can feel Harry’s eyes, starring my back down. As answer to that move, I turn around, to face Zayn, and give him a big sexy hug, leaning into his warm body.
Then it comes:
“And the winner of the 2014 senior prom is: Zayn Malik and Rose Thommas!” I can’t believe it! I won! Just the look at Clair’s face is price enough, but still. I honestly think that it was Zayn’s good looking bad-boy beauty that made the result, which is fine with me.
We get crowned, and dance all night long.

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Part two comes tomorrow, where prom gets a little out of hand.

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