Stay With Me

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

*-*That night*-*

My friends were coming in about 20 min. I had gotten dressed, and cleaned up the flat a bit. I set out food and everything.

"Harry!" I called, making sure he was presentable. My friends are going to be Looking for something. Worthiness. They are going to judge him based on my past boyfriends. Who weren't the best.

"I'm right here! Jesus...calm yourself." he said laughing as he came out of the hallway.

"Well I have to make sure you're ready. My friends can be...a little pushy...straight forward I should say." I told him, looking at what he was wearing. He looked alright. Casual. Black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt.

"I'll be fine...hey, I can deal with you right?" he joked, smirking at me.

"Oh shutup. Now go somewhere. They're going to be here any minute." I don't know why I was so nervous. I mean, they were my best friends. I guess I just haven't seen them ever since I left. It just seems like I'm a new person. The thing that makes it more awkward, is that they don't know that I ever left. And was ever homeless.

**Ding dong**

Shit. They're here.

"I've got it babe!" I heard Harry call, as he ran to the front door.

"Harry, wait no!" I called, chasing after him.

"Hi I'm Claire (@xxclaire_horanxx) Alex's friend! You must be Harry! Nice to meet you" I heard a familliar voice say.

"Hi! Yes, I'm Harry! Nice to meet you guys! Come in, Alex is in the kitchen." I heard Harry say, as he walked in, leading my friends to the kitchen. I saw Mackenzie (@somethingaboutthosestripes), Alexandra (@official_directioners_squad) and Brianna all walk in. We greeted each other and did all the hugging and crap. Harry left to go somewhere while I caught up with my friends. I told them about how Harry and me had "bumped into each other" while I was looking for my own flat. He took me in and we became close Friends. I told them about Ed and my new job too!

"So hows Annabel? Where is she?" Alexandra (ally) asked.

"Yeah, where is she?" they all asked, now curious.

"Ummm..." I started, my palms getting sweaty, as I tried to think of a good lie.

"S-she's staying with my aunt in Plymouth for now..." I said, thinking that would be a good one. They all looked at me, but decided to drop the subject.

"Hey, I'll be right back, I gotta go pee" I told them, walking/running to the bathroom. I thought about Annabel, and how I need to find her. It has to happen. God knows where she is now. She could be in the fucking Cayman Islands right now. I stayed there, clearing my head, and walked back to my friends. When I got there, they weren't in the kitchen. I heard chatting from the living room. Where Harry was. Shit. I ran to the living room to find Harry, cornered into the back of the couch, as my friends fired questions at him.

"Where are you from?"

"Where do you work?"

"Ever killed a man?"

"How many ex girlfriends do you have?

"Is your hair naturally that curly?"

These were some of the question I over heard. Harry spotted me and ran over to me, giving me a hug.

"Thank Jesus you're here." he said, desperately. "They are so weird" he almost cried. I laughed and let go of him.

"How bad was it?" I asked, hoping for the best.

"Well they asked me if I ever had like....sexual thoughts about you....then, they said I'd be a good fireman becasue I turn hoes on...." I was so relieved. They could've asked so much worse. I laughed at their questions, and brought him back over to the living room, to enjoy the rest of the night with all the people I care about. Except Annabel.