The Connection

Chapter Seven

After surviving several rounds of this stupid game which my hatred for has quadrupled, I finally manage to drag Em and Natalie out of that burning hell.

Seriously though, I kinda enjoyed. Thank god I wasn't caught.

We reach my house and decide to have a sleepover. They both are fast asleep (don't even know when were they awake). But I don't feel like sleeping yet, so I decide to watch TV.
Before going down to the hall, I decide to check on Adam.

After making sure he hasn't run away somewhere, I turn the TV on and search for something good to watch, just then, my phone buzzes.

It's a text from an unknown number.

Hey. Enjoyed partying with you tonight.

What the.

Who's this?

I'm hardy.
No. Harry.
Shit.
Autocorrect dates me.
No. Hates me.
I'm single.

What?

Where'd you get my number from??

I wait for his reply for twenty minutes. Then I text him again.

Hello? I asked you something?

Just when I lose hopes of a reply, I get one.

I have superpowers.

Really drunk, he is.

Go to sleep.

Naah.

Goodnight.

I don't wanna sleeve.
Sleep.

I do.

You looked beautiful tonight.
Black suits you.

Oh my God.

Thanks. You looked good too. Not that you ever look bad.

That was smooth. Hah.
Flirt skills upgraded.

Aww. Thanks.

My eyes are too heavy for me to forcefully stay awake anymore. So I decide to sleep on the couch.

After struggling to tiptoe down the stairs with blankets and pillows and my phone and making myself a not-so-comfortable bed, I hop on it.

I've been awake for 10 minutes now. And I really gotta pee. And my throat is burning too. It's probably from that liquid I drank at the party. So I decide to first relieve myself from the pressure and then go to the kitchen and have some cold water.

I hate walking in the dark. And I absolutely hate looking into the mirror in the dark, so I've been struggling since childhood to go to the toilet and come back alive. But after successfully doing it, its time to get some water to soothe my stomach.

Just as I'm searching for a bottle in the fridge, I hear something knocked down from upstairs.
"Natalie"
I hear something again.
"Em, is that you?"
No reply.
"Adam?"
Nothing.
"Who is it?"

I start climbing the stairs and just when I reach the door of my room, I hear muffled voices from inside.
I try to understand what the voices are, but I cannot hear clearly.
So I open the door and before I can understand what is happening, Emma turns around and lets out a shriek before coming down from the window which I presume she was trying to jump out of.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"
I say loud enough for her to realise that I'm pissed.

"Just having some fresh air."
She thinks I'm that dumb?

"Is there someone down there?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me. Who is it?"

"Umm, Niall."

"What the fuck is he doing here so late?"
Are they already dating?

"He texted me that the party hasn't finished yet, and that he wanted to hang out, so I was-"

"You were gonna jump off my window? Are you out of your mind?"

"I didn't wanna wake anyone up."

"Is he still there?"

"I guess"

"So you're gonna go?"

"That's what I planned"

"It's past 1A.M"

"It's not a school night. And I'll be back by 5"

"Fine then. Take your phone with you"
" Sure will" she says, starting to climb the window again.

"You can go from the main door now. Tell him to come there."

"Oh yes. Come to the door Niall!"

"Call me when you leave for here." I say as we both walk towards the door.

"I need to pee first."
She scurries away towards the toilet.
When she comes out she looks a bit better than before with her hair and makeup retouched.

"You can come with us too. I'll have some company."

"You already have the company you want, that's enough I guess."
She gives me a shy smile before heading to the door.

"Call me if you need anything. Take care."

"Bye"