"This party sucks, lets go."
"I'm going to go get Josh." I fold my arms and huff as he disappears into the crowd of people. This party was a stupid idea. I don't like parties.
I squeeze through the crowd and eventually make my way to the kitchen. It's quiet in here, thank god. I take a seat by the table and tie my shoes.
"Hey," I look up and I see Harry in the doorway.
"I wanted to make sure your shoulder was okay." He smiles, reaching for a cup off the table. "You had quite the hit today."
Shut up, Harry.
"Oh, you mean after you damn near ran me over and then didn't apologize?"
"I'm better than okay," I say sarcastically. Harry raises an eyebrow, but doesn't say anything.
"I'm sorry."
"Too late now, I'm sending you my medical bill." His expression is so distressed, which entertains me so much.
"I found Louis, ten points for me!" Josh yells. Josh stops and looks at me, then looks at Harry. Harry doesn't say anything more, he just walks out of the kitchen with the cup in his hand.
"You were talking to Harry?" Niall seems more surprised than Josh.
"He apologized for running into me, literally, at lunch."
Niall tries to change the subject. He hates getting Josh started on Harry, because then he doesn't shut up. "We're going to Sonic."
"Hell yeah, I'm hungry. Somebody didn't bring me Taco Bell," I point at Niall. He just shrugs.
When we get into the car, I decide to text him.
Me: lame party. we ditched. Sonic has f00d
Your Master: why?
Me: we realized we hated most of juniors and seniors.
Your Master: even me?
Me: especially you.
Your Master: rude. i like you though
Me: rude. I don't even know who you are. How can I like you?
Your Master: how can you hate me?
Me: easily. you're probably like most of the seniors at this school.
