Whispers // HS

Two

"VAL!!" I shot out of bed and nearly hit my head on Kiera's chin. She hovered above me with her hand on my forearm.

"Our guests will be here in half an hour. You need to get ready." She said, yanking me out of my bed.

"Guests?" I questioned.

"The party's tonight. Remember?" She stood in the doorway.

"Oh shit, yeah." I muttured, rubbing my forehead.

Kiera closed the door quietly and left me clueless. What was i supposed to wear? I shuffled through my unpacked suitcase and pulled out a short flowy gray skirt and a purple blouse. I slipped on tan wedges with a strap across the front and walked over to the mirror. Jesus... my blonde hair was a frizzy, wavy mess and i had no other choice but to pull it up into a tight ponytail. Being my lazy self, instead of reapplying makeup I just swiped the brush acrossed both my lashes and called it a day.

"Valerieee!" Kiera shouted, knocking on the door.

"Whaaat?" I groaned.

She opened the door and peeked her head in.
"Our guests have arrived."

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The tiny, yet spacely apartment was much more lively than I expected. People filed in within a twenty minute period, some arriving with pans of delicious smelling food and others with bottles of pricy alcohol.

"Just a few people, huh Kiera?" I whispered in her ear, sliding onto the island chair next to her.

She giggled and smacked my thigh. "Oh get over it. Go mingle. Theres still a couple people yet to arrive."

Right as I was about to slip into my room to avoid this horendous social activity, a slim, tan boy caught my arm. He had a perfectly styled quiff, brown roots flowing into blonde. Tattoos raced up and down his arms. He wore a tight white dress shirt and black jeans.

"Hi there. Sorry to stop you so abruptly. You just look familiar." He smiled warmly. I turned on my heel to face him.

"Oh, no worries. I'm Valerie." I said, admiring his muscly arms.

"Niall." He said, reaching to shake my hand.

"So how do you know Kiera?" I asked, shifting my weight to one leg.

"Oh, we attend the same college," He said, smiling. "Where do you go?"

"I go to the same college as Kiera too! MCU?"
I smiled.

"Yeah! What do you major in? You do look familiar." He asked.

"Business, how about you?"

"English," He replied. "Do you want a drink?" He smiled, turning to the kitchen.

"Sure," I blushed. He was nice, and quite attractive if i do say.

I trailed behind him to the kitchen when a sudden hand pulled me back and around the corner.

"Hey! That hur-" My eyes met dark green ones. A tall man with brown curls pushed back by an orange bandana towered above me. He wore a tight black shirt, quite the opposite of Niall, with gray jeans and black vans.

"Stay away from him." He ordered, his face inches away from mine.

"W-why?" I stuttered, my heart rate rising incredibly fast.

"He's bad news. Nothing you need to be involved with." He said, his eyes elsewhere but mine.

"How do you know? Who even are you?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"I know him all too well, in fact, a lot more than you do. I'm Harry." He said, peering over my shoulder. I looked back, trying to figure out what he was looking at. Niall sat on the chesnut couch, wine glass in hand, staring me down.

"I-i-" I began, trying to tear my gaze away.

"Just, stay away Valerie. Knowing your curious little mind, you probably won't. Just be careful."

"How do you know my name?" I asked turning back to find nobody there. I peered around the room looking for the mysterious Harry.

"Hey, everything alright?" Niall asked, tapping my shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah." I said, accepting the glass of wine he had offered me.

"Who were you talking to?" He asked, tilting his head.

"I-I don't really know." I stuttered, anxiously bringing the glass to my lips.

"Did he say a name?" He asked, leaning in dangerously close.

"H-h, No. He didn't." I stated, downing the rest of my wine and returning to the kitchen for more.

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A/N

Well finally the mysterious Harry Styles has made an appearance. Dont worry, the story will pick up soon. Please vote and comment? - Miranda