The New Girl

Chapter 17 - An interesting chat.

-Aurora Jones' Point of View-

My eyes stung as the sun, peaking through the window, came straight towards me. Why the hell did I leave the curtains open last night?

The throbbing from my head made it harder for me to sit up on my bed. How the hell did I even get home? The last thing I remember was walking up to Luke's room and watching Harry- Harry!

I looked around the room and noticed it wasn't my own room, it belonged to a guy's room. Was this Luke's room? Did I actually...

A rather large tongue, suddenly, licked my cheek, making me scream. This caused another scream and a bark to be heard in the room.

I turned towards the couch and noticed Harry's legs were on the couch.... but the top half of his body was on the floor.

"What is the matter with you? Screaming first thing in the morning! You're lucky my parents have already left, earlier this morning!" He snapped, holding onto his head.

The sight of Harry's face made my stomach turn. I wasn't sure how the hell I got here, but I knew he had stopped Luke from....

I really was drunk, but I can sort've remember a few things that happened last night.

"Come on, Jones, I brought you here to cheer you up and have a good time. Let loose for once in your life." Luke chuckled, holding out a drink out to me.

I was nervous about drinking, but I did come here to have a good time and... I guess that can't happen without a drink. Everyone else was drinking, probably more than I could keep track of, so I'll just keep it to a minimal.

Luke and his pals had been asking me to have a drink, since I got to the party. I wasn't too sure about it, but one drink couldn't hurt.

One drink lead to another, then another, and another, until I could no longer remember how many drinks I've had. I remember Luke's hands on me, while we kissed... messily.

"Do you really wanna put on a show for these guys? Let's have some fun upstairs." Luke smirked, before kissing my neck.

I can remember the smell of alcohol hitting my face as Luke spoke. I felt funny and I'm positive he did too, but the smile on his face reassured me that everything will be alright.

"No, I don't wanna."

I may be drunk, but I still know what's wrong and right.

Luke chuckled, "I was kidding. Have another drink with me, will you?" He smiled.

And I happily took it.

How could I think he was trying to cheer me up?! No gentleman offers a girl that much alcohol, especially when she's trying to get over something. There were no girls around, just boys, so that would be another reason to keep alcohol away from my reach.

I could feel tears sting my eyes, "I'm such an idiot!" I sniffled.

Harry, quickly, made his way to the bed and sat beside me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Aurora, don't call yourself that. It's not your fault-

I cut him off, shaking my head, "It is my fault! I let myself believe Luke was a nice guy, that he was only trying to help. I should've listened to you, I'm sorry." I cried, before hugging Harry.

He hesitated, before wrapping his arms around me and hugging me tight. I don't usually show any emotions towards Harry, but I'm pretty sure he saved me from losing my virginity to Luke.

"It's ok, I'm here." He whispered, his chin was now on top of my head.

I continued to cry for a few more minutes, before I finally stopped. We just sat there, Harry holding me in his arms, in silence. It felt weird to be held by him, but his arms and warmth comforted me.

I finally decided to suck it up and thank him for what he did. "Thank you." I muttered, my face still in his chest.

His chest vibrated as he chuckled, "I think you're trying to thank me, but I couldn't understand you."

I pulled away from him, "I'm really thankful for what you did, Harry. If you hadn't shown up, I don't know what would've happened."

He shook his head, "Don't even think about it, Aurora. I went to go get you, I stopped him, nothing happened. You're here with me."

That reminds me, "How did you know I went to that party? I didn't exactly tell anyone, but my brother, about going."

He chuckled, "You told me, actually. You called me while you were drunk, saying you wanted me to know how much fun you were having. Then I heard Luke tell you he had a surprise for you in his room and I left to go get you." Harry explained with a sheepish grin.

I was a little embarrassed to know that I actually called him. I have no idea why drunk me would want to call him, but I did and I'm actually glad I did.

I laughed, "I have no idea why I called you, but I'm glad I did." I smiled.

He shrugged, "Maybe you secretly like me, that's the only explanation you'd think about calling me while drunk."

I rolled my eyes, "Dream on, Styles."

I was about to say something, when a large dog sat on my lap, "And who's this guy?"

Harry reached out to pet the overgrown dog, I could tell he had nothing but love to give his dog. Which I found completely adorable, I didn't think Harry had a soft spot for dogs... actually, I didn't think he had a soft spot for anything.

"This is Tramp, I got him a year ago and he's been my best mate since then." He smiled, with nothing but pure love and happiness in his eyes.

Tramp? The only movie I could think about with a dog named Tramp is....

"Tramp? As in Lady and The Tramp?" I smirked, feeling a bit pleased that I found out Harry watches Disney movies.

I would've assumed he named him when he was younger, but he said he got Tramp a year ago. I wonder how he's going to get himself out of this one.

He nodded, "Yeah, that's exactly why I named him that. Kinda looks like Tramp, don't ya think? But with floppy ears, of course."

Well that was surprising. I figured he would try to make up some kind of lie to keep me from knowing he watched Disney movies, but I guess not. I'm impressed.

"Wow, you didn't even try to deny it." I gasped, earning a glare from Harry.

He rolled his eyes, "I may be an asshole at times, but I still watch Disney films... especially the old ones. Those are my favorite."

I could tell he was a little embarrassed to talk about watching kid movies, but I did my best to avoid his pink cheeks. I rather learn more about the side of Harry nobody knows, than get him angry and have him shut up.

So that exactly what I did, I stayed quiet and chatted with Baxter High's "womanizer" about Disney Movies.

"The only problem is The Little Mermaid. I don't know why I like it, honestly, I'm not much of a Prince Eric kind of guy." He shrugged, "I'm more of a Flynn Ryder, kinda guy." He smirked.

My heart skipped a bit at the mention of my favorite prince. Yes, Flynn Rider (Actually named, Eugene Fitzherbert) is a prince! It may not be a classic, but Tangled is still a really great Disney movie... better than Frozen, that's for sure! At least that's my opinion.

(Author's Note: This is exactly how I feel. I fucking love Flynn Rider!!! Sorry, just had to put it out there! Carry on!)

I laughed, "That's funny, Tangled is actually my favorite Disney movie. Obviously, not counting the classics, The Lion King and Lady and the Tramp beats anything else by a long shot!"

When I first met Harry, I never once thought I'd be sitting on his bed, talking about Disney movies. I figured he was a guy that cared about nothing but himself, but I've, now, seen a side of him that not many people can say they've seen and its pleasing.

He's actually a really sweet guy and I finally understand why my father approved of him so quickly..... wait a second.... my dad!

Oh shit, I'm in trouble now!