The Bad Boys Girl (H.S) Rewritting

Chapter 16

*Harry's POV*

I arrived at the house and the first thing I noticed was people surging at my car, I let out a sigh. Parking my car, I sighed, again. I've been thinking about it and maybe Sarah was right, and maybe parties were overrated nowadays. The aftermath and cleaning took a toll on me.

I stepped out, having the wind hit my face. I grabbed my pack of cigarettes and lighter while walking toward the house, needing the nicotine for whatever could go wrong tonight. In the pain, out the gain. 

"Harry! My guy!" Zayn yelled out to me, standing by the door, a cup in his hands, his words slurred, and mumbled. 

I give him a nod, "Hey, what's up bub? What happened to the small get-together?" 

"This party is kind of lame tonight, Hanging with Gigi and Dane," He hiccups, and proceeds with, "I thought you would be here sooner since Niall isn't here. Where were you?" 

"Out with a friend." I simply said, flicking my cigarette ashes on the ground. The one thing on my mind was her, I wanted to be close to her. 

"With who? Sarah Walker?" Zayn spoke her name, and my eyes widen. 

"I could have been with Lou." I didn't want anyone in Sarah's and my business. 

"We both know that is a fib, Harold.  Louis is 'studying' with Jamie tonight." He smirks, "Let me let you in on something."  He leans in closer to me and says, "Everyone knows you like her."

I was speechless.

"Tomorrow night, I heard there's another party but this one is out of town." He stated. "You should invite someone."

"She will say no," I finish my cigarette, "She doesn't like to party."

"It wouldn't hurt to know if she likes you too, mate." 

"The party is lame," Zayn complains. "Even though some kid named Parker got shoved in the pool by Gigi."

"Damn, what's her deal?" 

"You know something's going on with her and David," he shakes his head. "I wish she would just break up with him already."

"Are they a thing?" I was curious now.

Zayn burst out laughing, "I don't know, but I can't leave her alone." 

He felt for Gigi the same I felt for Sarah.

Before I said anything that would make me sound a little cheesy, "Alright, man I'm going to head inside," I say patting him on the shoulder. 

He gives me a thumbs-up, before walking off, and I head inside. 

Call me insane, but I was gawking at my phone until midnight, waiting for her reply, more interested in the Reply than the party surrounding me.

"Put that phone away, Styles. Enjoy the life of the party." George, the basketball MVP said, I shift my way towards the wall.

My phone suddenly buzzed, and I looked down to see her text message.

'Another house party, and with Harry Styles?"

I could hear the sweet sarcasm, and I smile.

'I don't plan on drinking, so you'll be safe with me.' I promised, she was the life of the party.

I finished my blunt, saving the roach on my smoke tray, before getting another text message from her. 

'I want to ask my mom this time.' She texted back. I groaned.