The Stunt [h.s]

Chapter Ten

Elsie POV

January 24th, 2021

Two weeks ago if you had told me that Harry and I would choose to spend time together I would've called you crazy. Now here we are as Harry drives us to this random party Niall Horan got us into with his hand on my thigh as I look out the window. According to him, it was my night to get crazy drunk and he would take care of me as I had taken care of him the previous night. Granted I don't see myself getting crazy drunk but I'll still have a good time either way.

The drive wasn't so long; it only took us half an hour to get there with the city traffic. He pulls into the apartment complex parking lot and finds a spot fairly easily. Getting out of the car I meet Harry in the front and out of instinct he grabs my hand. I've grown used to having his touch somewhere on me and it's grown as a comfort. I know that I shouldn't say that considering what he has said to me in the past but I can't help but think that he has changed. I would never tell anyone that because I would seem insane but I can't help but get this feeling. We walk in comfortable silence to the elevator, our hands causally swinging as we walk.

"Let me know if you want to leave at any time. I know how you feel about these types of parties." Harry's voice breaks the silence that we had causing me to look over at him.

"I'll be fine Harry. I don't think I have anything to be worried about. Do I need to be worried?" My words don't change the look on his face so I start to feel myself panic.

"It's just..." he stops his words looking over to look me in the eyes, "these are Niall's friends and I don't know anyone here except you, Niall, and Louis. I know about your feelings about parties in general and I don't want you getting too overwhelmed." His words make me smile showing that he does care for my well-being.

"It will all be fine Harry. Don't stress too much." I smile over at him as we step into the elevator leaving the conversation there. We don't let go of each other's hold as the elevator makes its way up to the top floor. Once the doors open we are bombarded with loud music as we make our way down to the last and only door in the hallway. We let ourselves into the apartment walking through the crowd of people as we try to find his friend.

I can't say that I don't feel nervous walking into a setting like this but I want to have a good time tonight so just for this once I want to let go. I covered everything before getting here making sure I called Connor to speak to Halle and made sure my new room was all set up. Even though Harry told me that he didn't mind and Tessa said they didn't mind a roommate I still felt like I was intruding.

The last two nights I have stayed in Harry's room to avoid waking Tessa up early in the morning to me coming in the room. The first time was Friday night and that was completely my fault as I forgot my key in the room. Last night on the other hand I didn't feel comfortable leaving Harry on his own. He was incredibly drunk and could barely form a sentence as we made it up to our floor so I made the executive decision to stay with him.

Even though Harry's last words to me on Friday were to stay on my side of the bed, both mornings I woke up with his arms wrapped around my waist keeping me flush with his body. Yesterday I freaked out at the feeling, immediately getting out of his hold but this morning I welcomed the feeling. I let myself enjoy the feeling without that nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me otherwise.

Pulling me out of the trance I was in I continue to look at the back of Harry's head as he leads me through the apartment. I watch as he leads us to a table of several people but I do happen to recognize two people. Harry pulls me to the side of him, his hand moving from my own to the small of my back. I watch as the two people I lock eyes with make their way from around the table so they are right in front of us.