Settle down

Chapter 30

I walk with Sally out on the parking lot and I spot Harry's car among all the cars. I know it's his since I've been in it before. That feels like ages ago, but it really wasn't.

"So Sally... How was tonight? Are you in looove?" I ask with a flirty voice. The guys can't hear us because they are way behind.

"Lola! No I'm not in love after one almost-date. But maybe soon..." She looks back at Niall and smiles. "How was Harry? I saw that you were talking." She asks.

"He was okay I suppose. You know that he goes to our school right?" I ask her and her eyes go wide.

"He does? I've never seen him before." I can tell both Sally and I had too much to drink tonight, none of us are walking straight. What annoys me is that my mind is sober but my body is not. I will probably not remember any of this night tomorrow, but I'm happy I did come with Sally. I'm happy that Harry came and I'm even a little happy about what that creepy man did to me, because all of it lead to me and Harry calling off our war.

Niall runs up to Sally and I bump into Harry's tall figure. He puts his hand on my back and lead me forward towards the car. I've missed the feeling of his hands on me, It's something very special. It's like my skin is tingling where he places his hands and I can't help but to love it.

I'm getting very tired and the alcohol is not helping. When we reach the car I feel like I'm sleep walking. Sally and Niall takes the back seat and I sit down in the passenger seat. Harry starts the car and two minutes in on the car ride I feel my head hit the window beside me and I'm asleep.
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When I wake up the next morning I don't dare to open my eyes. I can already feel a killer head ache and the room is full of light from the windows. After rolling around in my bed in an attempt to find darkness I slowly open my eyes, oh my god it's so light. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is the ugly picture of Dora I taped to the ceiling above my bed. I sit up and look around my room....I really should clean up this mess. There are clothes everywhere and two of my guitars are laying on the floor. Wait! I'm in my room..... Why am I in my room? I'm supposed to be at Sally's. What time is it? What day is it? Sally?

"Oh good, you're finally awake. How are you feeling honey?" My mom comes into my room with a tray with a big glass of milk and some pills. What the fuck is going on? I look at my mother without saying anything and she must realize that I'm very lost.

"You don't remember what happened last night right?" She asks with a sweet tone.

flashback
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs. Why won't he leave me alone? Why did he have to come here? Why does he have to have such a huge affect on me? I push his chest and run off to the bathroom and I hear steps following me.
He is yelling at me. He tells me the strangest things and I'm shaking, but I don't think that's because I'm scared. He pushes me to the wall and his lips covers mine. I follow along like there is nothing else I could do. 3..2..1 Sally. Niall. the car...

"No, no I don't.... Where is Sally. Why am I here?" I ask my mother as she hands me the tray and nods towards the pills.

"I know what you girls were doing last night, but don't worry. I'm not mad, I have been young too, I understand" She smiles. I'm surprised that my mom is so calm and I'm very surprised that she knows. How can she possibly know what we were doing. This doesn't make sense. I swallow the pills and drink the milk.

"How do you know? And can you maybe tell me, because I'm not sure I know?" I say not as amused as my mother seems to be.

"A very nice boy came here with you last night when you were asleep. He told me that you and Sally had stolen a bottle of wine from her parents and that you girls got drunk for the first time. Sally apparently got very sick but she didn't want to tell her parents so you called this boy who helped you to get home. You must have fallen asleep in his car because he carried you to your bed and then explained everything to me." She watches me carefully as she tells me an obviously made up story. Well done Harry....

"I'm so sorry mom. I think I learned my lesson...." I say hoping she won't punish me.

"That alright darling, but know you can always come to me if you're feeling unwell no matter what the reason is." She says and kisses my forehead. She stands up from my be about to leave, but she turns around and say one last thing.

"I don't know who that boy was, but he's got eyes for you sweetie and let me tell you, he's a keeper. I recognize a nice man when I see one." She says making me blush, winks and leaves.

My phone makes a sound waking me up from my daze. It's a text.
I'm so sorry about last night! Call me! xoxo SALLY

I'm not. I'm not sorry at all.