All My Love

Chapter 84

"Was I tripping or did I see.... Olivia with you earlier?" I ask and look up at Harry as he stares off into the sea of people in the large living room. He looks down at me for a second as he takes a step down to the new area of the house. I follow next to him, snaking through loud and dancing drunks.

"Yeah, she's here." Harry informs me and I grab his bicep, pulling him back in the middle of dancing drunks.

"I thought she was.. She's supposed to be getting "shipped off"." I yell over the music and use quotation marks. Harry looks up away from me, exhaling.

"She's leaving next week I guess. Her parents are at a party tonight so she snuck out." Harry shrugs and I raise my eyebrows. How did she know about this? Did Harry invite her? "No I didn't invite her, she's here with one of her little friends." Harry reads my thoughts and a small smile forms on my face.

"That girl really has no care in the world." I say in laugh with a head shake.

"I know that feeling." I think he says and looks out the French doors. "Do you want to stay the night?" Harry asks me, a small smile on his face when looking down at me. I suck in my lips with a cock of my head, pretending to think of an answer. "Oh c'mon, you're killing me. Just say yes." Harry plays along with the dramatics and I fail to hold back at smile as his arms wrap around my lower back. His lips hit the between my neck and shoulder which leaves me to giggle.

"Okay, okay, yes." I tell him and feel a smirk against my skin.

"Good." Harry stands up, pecking my lips. "I think after the countdown, we should leave. I want to avoid any traffic that will start." He tells me and I nod in agreement. I smile at him before down at our hands conjoined, the pad of his thumbs rubbing my knuckles.

"What time is it?" I find myself asking and look up at Harry. He wets his bottom lip and takes a hand from mine, looking at the watch on his wrist. He hums before responding.

"I'd say we're about two minutes from midnight."

| Stella |

"Yeah no thanks." I slip my arm out of a guy who keeps trying to kiss me and get up from the couch, taking a sip of my shitty drink someone made me hours ago. My head is pounding and I haven't stopped feeling shitty ever since I walked inside this house. The more I drink, the more I picture Harry's face. I don't know why he's constantly on my mind. I have no reason to even want him anymore. He cheated on me with Becca. Sometimes I think maybe I even got with him is because I didn't want to see him with Becca. I love her, I love her a lot, but, I've always been secretly jealous of her. Her life, her character, everything that I'm not.

I'm not exactly the best around her right now but I'm trying really hard to get back to normal with her. She's been my best friend since freshman year, we've been through a lot together so I'm fucking praying to God that we can get back to normal.

I pinch my nose and down the rest of the cup, dropping it on the floor as I push and stumble through the crowded living room. One more minute and it'll be the New Year. I don't know whether to be fucking ecstatic about it or feel the same amount of misery. Everyone else around here seems to be the happiest about another year that will mostly likely go down the shitter.

"Have you seen Becca?" I ask some random, shaking my head out of it as if he knew who she is in the first place. I shove passed him and as I roll my temples, I hear my name.

"Stella!" I shoot my head over to see Natalie waving me over as she's attached to the hip of the fiery-red haired boy. "Do you feel okay?" She grabs ahold of my shoulders as I make it up to them and I blink my eyes a few times.