Waited forever baby

THREE

Harry, Niall, Jade and Perrie made their way down the street heading to Zayn's party. They spent most of their evening trying to look for outfits to wear, not that it mattered, they would probably leave the party wasted, barely walking on their own and looking like a mess. He was quite proud of how he looked, he wore the tightest skinny jeans he owned and a white flannel t-shirt. His hair was curly and sometimes it fell on his face but he didn't really care. Niall's been trying to encourage him to grow it out but he wasn't sure about it.

It was their third year in uni and Harry wanted to end it with a bang. The first semester had just begun but there was no pain in planning ahead. Niall and he planned a whole bucket list of crazy things to do before the year ends. It went on and on but the first thing on the list was to find out who could drink the most without throwing up. Usually Harry would object and insist he didn't want to get alcohol poisoning and that he was far too young to die and he didn't want his liver to turn into a crisp. This time though he decided it wouldn't hurt to give it a shot, besides, it would only be once. He also needed a break from being the responsible one who didn't get drunk to look out for his friends.

They entered the house through the back. Loud music shrilled in the air as they entered the kitchen. It wasn't crowded and Harry liked that, but he didn't recognize anyone there either. He just went along with it and followed Niall through the crowd. Jade and Perrie wondered off somewhere, Lord knows where but with those two it was always hard to tell.

"I feel so alive and I haven't even had any alcohol yet." Niall announced with a large grin on his face.

"We just got here Nialler, now, here are the rules on how to not get kidnapped in a house party with a bunch of strangers."

Niall let out a loud cackled and patted Harry on his shoulder.

"Loosen up a little bit mate, okay, it's just a party and everyone here seems friendly." Niall said and waved him off as soon as he was about to object.

Niall grabbed his hand and walked to the middle of the sitting room where a few people were dancing with drinks in their hands.

"Come on, let's dance a little before we get drunk, we'll do the first thing on the list today." Niall stated.

Harry was no longer sure if it would be safe getting drunk in an environment where he knew no one but none of his friends seemed worried.

Harry moved his body along with the music. He wasn't the best dancer in the world really, neither was Niall but no one paid attention to what they were doing, they laughed at each other's ridiculous dancing and decided they should just chat. That was maybe a little less dangerous. They moved to the couch and settled on it. Harry was about to say something when Niall hit his arm squealing suddenly.

"What?!" Harry asked as he jerked his arm away.

"There she is, oh my god H, do you see how pretty she is, I should probably talk to her, don't you think?" He was breathing really hard and fast.

"Um, I'm not sure, remember how last time went, I'm not the greatest wing man, maybe you should find Jade, she's good at that."

Niall ignored him and stood up, "I once made a mistake of getting a wing man but this time, I'm going in solo, wish me luck man."

Then he just walked away leaving Harry behind.

A muscular figure sat next to him with a glass of a brown liquid. He turned and they locked eyes, the guy had brown hair and brown eyes, a chain round his neck and a soft smile plastered on his face.

"Hey," brown eyes greeted

"Hi," Harry said a little nervous but he didn't show.

"So Niall's a mate of yours huh?" He asked his face following Niall as he tried leaning against a wall next to Barbara, Oh dear.