Red Is For Danger

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Chapter 1- getting ready for the danger

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"hurry up Rachel" called Cheryl from down stairs.

"I'm coming" I shouted back whilst trying to squeeze my feet into some high-heels.

"wow you look amazing!" Cheryl said as I walked down the stairs in a short black dress with gold detail.

"not as amazing as you" I claimed literally gaping at her flowing cream dress.

"thanks, oh and jump in my car I'll give you a ride"

We where heading to Harry's house. He's a dangerous guy with a dangerous personality... Just my type.

When we arrived at Harry's house, it took us a moment to take in the beauty of the grand house. There was a detailed arch over the front door and the inside had expensive laminate flooring throughout. The ceilings must have been the highest I've ever seen and even though the party was in full swing and there were loads of people, the house still had room in it. The majority of people at the party were on the dancefloor and a couple of people were stood in the kitchen- most likely drinking beer. Harry came to greet us at the door and immediately got lost in his deep blue eyes. Cheryl had to nip me to get a grip and Harry laughed. He took us to the room with the dancefloor and introduced us to his brother, Alex. This time I had to nip Cheryl from her staring at Alex, which me and Harry found quite amusing. Harry decided to ask me if I'd dance with him and of course I said "yes".

Alex and Cheryl lingered around before joining us at the dancefloor. My favourite song of all time came on then... Like a G6! Harry seemed to like it too and he is one fineee dancer. Cheryl and Alex had gone to the kitchen, so after most of the good songs had finished, me and Harry made our way upstairs. Harry opened the highly glossed wood door, which led to his bedroom and signalled me to come inside. He thought it would be a good idea if we hang out in his room for a while, so I nodded my head and I joined him on his kingsize bed with chocolate brown detail. We chose to put on Hangover and I must of fell asleep in his arms because when I woke up I found my self in Cheryl's car. "Did you two enjoy yourselves" laughed Cheryl as I pulled a disgusted face at her.

"I feel so bad about not even finishing Hangover (the movie) with Harry." I sighed.

"Don't worry, it didn't look like he minded much when he carried you to the car"

"HE CARRIED ME TO THE CAR." I cried a bit too exited

"Yeah you even smell like him" Cheryl said whilst sniffing me.

Once we arrived back at my house, I asked Cheryl if she wanted to sleep at mine as it was past midnight already and she looked like she might collapse. She managed to say a sleepy "yeah, thanks" and I pulled out the pop-out bed from in my bedroom.

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- what I imagine Harry's bed to be like.

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