"stars, the deepest reflection of our hearts, just a simple connection to who we are"
what started as a dare grew into something much bigger then either of them could have ever imagined
tw // drugs. it's very minimal but descriptive enough that it needs a trigger warning.
Harry Styles
As Harry walked in he heard Break From Toronto by PARTYNEXTDOOR playing. I have got to figure out who made this playlist. The strong smell of weed suddenly hits his nose and he follows it out to the back where he sees Eric and Jessie out in the back with a few other people, including Sydney, smoking blunts. He never took her for a smoker. Harry walks out back and is immediately hit with a thick cloud of smoke, he sat down in between his friends and they pass him a blunt, already lit. He breathes in smoke, tilts his head up and blows, he coughs a little before taking another hit.
After a few hits he feels the floating sensation begin to take him over, he leans his head back and stares at the stars. When Harry looks to his right he sees Sydney isn't in her seat anymore. He looks back at Eric "Hey man where'd Sydney go?" Eric looks at him, eyes red and watery, "Why the fuck do you care, do you have a crush on her or something?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows, shaking his head before looking back up at the stars, he was trying to find the Little Dipper. "Hey wait I have a great idea" Eric says, Jessie snorts "Sure you do buddy" Eric glares at him "Shut the fuck up Jessifer" Jessie throws back his head, laughing, "Fuck off I'm high" Eric says, pouting like a 3 year old. "I'm pretty sure you're this stupid sober too" Jessie retorts. Eric rolls his eyes "Anyways back to my amaaaaazing idea" he says, rolling out the a, Jessie scoffs. Eric punches his arm before finishing his idea "I dare you to make Sydney Becker to fall in love with you" Harry laughs "Seriously Eric? How many times have I told you to stop watching those stupid romance movies" Eric rolls his eyes "Are you gonna take the dare or not asswipe" Harry shrugs "Fuck it" he looks over at Jessie and sees him shaking his head "That's fucked up, messing with someone like that". "It's just a dare, and it's Sydney fucking Becker. I think she'll be fine, if our darling Harold over there can even manage to talk to her" Eric retorts. Harry smacks Erics shoulder and gets up to find Sydney. Let's get this thing over with already.
Harry pushes his way through the crowd looking for Sydney, biting his bottom lip when he sees her laughing with some friends. He wonders what it would be like to be the cause of that smile but quickly shoos that thought away. No feelings. He takes a deep breath and taps her on the shoulder.
"Hey" Harry says with a slight smile, Sydney turns around, a look of recognition flashing across her face.
"Hey I know you" she said with her brows furrowed. Harry cocked his head to the side and returned the look "Really?" All of a sudden Sydney's face lit up "Yeah you were that asshole that yelled at me at school earlier" Harry purses his lips and rubs his hand on the back of his neck "Yeah uh I was having a really shit day, I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I'm sorry." He says, giving her a soft smile which Sydney returns. Suddenly, the beginning riff of I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor by the Arctic Monkeys starts blaring through the speakers "This playlist is fucking incredible, did you make it?" Harry yelled over the loud strums of Alex Turner's guitar, Sydney laughed "I wish! Cherry made it, she's got the best taste in music." Harry cocked his head "Cherry?" Sydney pointed over in the direction of a redheaded girl "That's her right there, in the blue shirt" Harry nodded "Do you think you could get her to send me that playlist?" Sydney opened her mouth to respond when she felt a weight on her shoulder, a hand to be specific. "Nice party Syd" Her eyes widen in surprise, recognizing his voice, she shoves Charles' hand off her shoulder and turns around to face him "Leave me alone Charles" he throws back his head, laughing "Or what?". Harry interjects "She said leave her alone dude" Charles turns his head "Dude if you're looking for a good fuck I'd move along, she's not worth the trou-" having heard enough, Harry punches Charles square in the nose. "What the fuck dude?" Charles yells, wiping the blood from his nose before lunging at Harry. Soon enough the two are in a full on fistfight and they've begun to gather a large crowd, Charles gets a few good punches in before Phoebe finally pulls Harry off of him, "Let's get the fuck out of here" she says, flipping Charles off as she does so. Sydney's too busy screaming at Charles to notice their departure.
i had a fantastic weekend for those of you wondering, i got drunk in a cemetery with some friends and went to a harry styles concert. i apologize for the long wait, i've been adjusting to my school schedule and i guess getting drunk in cemeteries? i'm getting back into writing so let's see if i can actually stick with it this time
eric after calling jessie jessifer:
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