Torn

Chapter 12

It was Valentine's Day. I had always detested that day from the bottom of my heart but this year was different. This year I had someone to spend it with. This year I was actually excited.

I was standing in front of the mirror in my room like I had been doing for the past few hours. I wanted to look my absolute best this night. Niall was going to take me to a Valentine's party and all the boys from One Direction were going to be there. I had only met them once but we had gotten along great so I wasn't nervous. I walked across my room to the closet and reached for the small, tight, black dress I had bought just for this night. I did not often wear black, I was more of a colorful girl, but I knew Niall loved when I wore something tight and black that revealed my body and I really wanted to impress him this night.

An hour later Niall and I were standing on the dance floor with hundreds of people around us. Sweat ran down our foreheads but we didn't care. We were drunk and in love and all I could think of was Niall's hand that was feeling its way over my body.

We stepped over to the bar and Niall bought some shots for us. I felt a hand on my waist and when I turned around I saw a smile and some curly hair I really recognized. I threw myself in Harry's arms and he laughed and said: "Really glad to see you too, Ashley!"

I didn't know if it was me or the alcohol but I was really happy to see him. Niall hugged Harry and tried to give him one of our shots but he shook his head and said he wasn't drinking this night.

After some shots we went out on the dance floor again and we met Louis and El there as well. I felt the alcohol pumping through my veins and I felt like the happiest girl on the planet. But one second Niall was there and the next he was gone. I decided to look for him but I had a hard time finding my way through the crowd of people and my head started to spin. Suddenly my body gave up from the alcohol and I was falling down, but before I hit the floor someone caught me. I looked up and saw Harry smile at me.

"Louis decided to drive Niall home because he had had way too much to drink, but apparently so have you", Harry laughed and helped me get up on my feet again. He insisted on driving me home and I understood it was probably for the best.

When we arrived at my house, Harry helped me out off the car and took the keys from my bag to open the door. The minute I stepped inside and he let go off me to return to his car, my body once again decided to give up. This time Harry didn't manage to catch me and I fell to the floor. I laughed so hard it felt like I had never laughed so hard before. Harry just stood there smiling down at me. I decided it was unfair that I was the only one on the floor so I took his hand and pulled him down with me. We just lay there laughing at silly things and getting to know each other. He really could make me laugh at anything.

After a while Harry stood up and lifted me up. He carried me to my bed and laid me down. I was drunk and tired and closed my eyes pretty much in an instant. He tucked me in and turned off the light and then he left to drive home.

Before I fell asleep I felt a feeling in my stomach. It was the feeling of butterflies....