Apartment

Apartment // Twenty.

I'm about to go run after Matty when Hanna, Violet's little sister, comes up to Harry and I hugging and congratulating us. She says "I always knew this would happen, heck if it took any longer I swear I would have made it happen!"

I look at Calum who congratulates us as well, but he knows he has to go for Matty, which he does. I can see everyone's fake smiles and confusion, but if I was oblivious to what is happening, like Harry I would believe their masks. Our friends all say it was about time even Ashton says "you got the girl everybody would kill for man."

To which Harry responds "yeah, I've got my girl."

Violet who is still angry at me awe's at his words because despite my stupidity and my actions Harry is in love with me and how does your heart not skip a beat seeing how he looks at me. The way he speaks of me so highly like I am some deity, is so overwhelming but so beautiful; it makes me feel undeserving of him. His face is so filled with joy and hope that I would kill anyone who tries to ruin that. This is what is meant to be, Harry and I, this is what my life has become. We were made for one another, what other reason is there for us being together.

"How did this happen?" Niall asks.

I go red remembering what I did, the sexual stunt I pulled. I made him feel loved so that's when he 'knew' it was right.

Harry stutters "uh-uh well after her co-workers party I stayed over and then I woke up next to her and you know me I've always thought she was beautiful but this time... This time she felt so right in my arms and I've known for some time now that I love her so it was just time to let her know. So here we are."

"You mean after the sex you knew you were in love with her... Thin walls remember?" George says with a smirk upon his face.
My face goes hot as Harry chuckles nervously raising his bottle "right in the middle of it actually."

Our friends burst into laughter and our party goes on, soon the whole building is in my apartment and strangers came over filling up the hallway of my floor. This always seems to happen, I then see Calum and Matty after an hour laughing; he looks totally fine. I go up to them handing each of them a beer, "so how are you guys?"

Calum responds "I'm great, this party is sick, well your parties always are." I thank him.

"Fine," Matty simply answers "congrats on Harry, he's fun and a great guy to settle down with." His tone is a bit dry, sarcastic even, he seems cynical but his smile seems so sincere.

I reply "According to you there's nothing bad about him, nothing that could ruin him so I guess you're right. So thank you." I gets really awkward, all three of us stand there silently sipping on our drinks.

Matty is smirking, his eyes are above me "there's a hot brunette calling for me, I shan't keep her waiting." He says handing Calum his already empty bottle, leaving us two alone.

I can't help but stare at him until he reaches some girl, she's tall curvy and somewhat resembles Megan Fox. I had to make sure it was Matty because it didn't feel like it was him. "So?" I ask Calum "why did he leave? Is he okay?"

"Yeah, he said he just didn't want the guys to stare at him... You know so Harry won't suspect anything. He seems perfectly fine to me, same old Matty. Cracking jokes and knowing how to have a good time." He replies nonchalantly before leaving me.

I find myself alone for just a few seconds before I feel an arm snake around my waist, I jump at the sensation. "Hey it's me." I turn seeing Harry "you okay?"

"Yeah, I don't know what that was actually, why I jumped I mean." I admit.

"You're probably still anxious about the announcement, but that's all over now baby, they all know." He smiles reassuringly placing a kiss on my forehead.

I smile back "you're right, I just need to relax and enjoy this party." He nods in agreement and that's exactly what I do. Hours past and I feel as if I'm in a castle on a cloud, I have my friends--my family with me. I'm drunk and I have this wonderful boyfriend now, I don't have many secrets now-well one less-but life feels good. I look around my apartment, Mikey and Hanna's friend are making out [finally]; Violet and Tate are dancing like total idiots which is the cutest things ever. I see Liam and his girlfriend leaving meaning things are going to get giddy, Zayn is having a very deep, drunken conversation with an artsy looks guy and I think they're hitting it off. The guy is like an identical replica of young Leonardo DiCaprio, where the hell did he come from? George is taking two girls to his apartment, I guess he doesn't really care about the thin walls. Everyone is simply having a blast, nothing could go wrong.

I feel so out of it to which I decide to go to my room. I'm laying on my bed with a half empty beer bottle in my hand, craving a cigarette, feeling a weight on my chest making me want to cry, but I don't. I could hear the chattering of my closest friends outside and some grunting coming from George's apartment.
I sing softly to myself "Johanna" from the musical Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street. I smile widely but there is so much hurt in me for some odd reason, I feel like something is wrong. That's when Matty comes in "oh sorry I was just trying to get away from the noise, I'll just go."

My words begin to scramble "no no it's fine. You're all good. Um, come on it."
So he does with a wine bottle that's nearly empty. I sing to myself again but this time Matty sings with me, making the pain go away slightly but it's bothering me.

"So why aren't your outside celebrating?" He questions taking a sip of the red wine.

I scoff "because it's not important. No one throws a party when they get a boyfriend. Plus I can't help but feel somethings going to go wrong."

"You're probably just worried of people mentioning "us" to Harry accidentally." He says nonchalantly.

"I wasn't thinking about that... I am now but no something else something worst. I can't explain it." I say slightly frustrated.
He says nothing but raises an eyebrow as he lights his cigarette. His eyes are closed as he takes a drag, I can't help but admire his pink plump lips and and how his shoulders have softened how he looks so at ease, how envious I am.

He is about to make conversation when my phone rings. It's an unknown caller, but the area code is familiar. I answer:
"Hello?
Who's this?
Oh Emily! How are you?
Wait what? Slow down, I don't understand you.
What? No, I heard you.
Try to calm down. I'm on my way."

I could barely breathe I knew something was wrong. "Who was that? Everything okay?" Matty says worriedly.

I reply "Chris' sister, Emily. Something went wrong and he's having his surgery right now. They don't think he's going to make it."