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Chapter Two

I turn around to head back and try and find Belle. 

She is probably in a room with Dylan but what else was I going to do. I don't drink and that's all it seemed like people were doing. I could always smoke or something but I wasn't really in the mood.

You would think I get sick of parties but anything that gets me out of that shitty apartment is fine with me. 

I make it upstairs where there are people on top of eachother, not even trying to hide themselves.

I open a few rooms, trying to find a bathroom.

I stumble into a bathroom and I find the tall kid with the curly hair. Dylan next to him, with Belle leaned over the toilet. 

"Greaaaat" I mumble to myself. 

"Aspeeeeeen!" Dylan slurs out, "You know Harry right?"

Harry, not Henry. Oops.

Harry looks up and his electric green eyes flew open. He starts to laugh. He passed Dylan a small pill that looked like some sort of ecstasy. Sick, just three kids doing some e in the bathroom. After Dylan swallows the pill he offers one to me and I politely decline.

"Asp" I hear Belle say in giggles. "Hey!" She says lifting her head from the toilet like nothing was wrong.

"Hey, do you want to get out of here?" I ask her.

"No way! It's just getting fun" she sas as she turns to eye Dylan.

Harry sat up and walked past me without saying anything out of the room. 

I close the door to the bathroom and sat down on the floor right outside. I heard moans and giggles from the bathroom but the music drowns them out. 

I sit there for a few minutes, just observing the people around me.

"You look like you're having a good time" A thick british accent mumbles next to me.

I looked up to see Harry staring at me, I gave him a subtle nod.

Univited, he slides down next to me. He doesn't say anything. Just sits there. I notice the tattoos all over his body. I didn't realize he was British. I knew he hadn't always lived here but I didn't care enough to find out where he was from.

"Are you here with just Dylan?" I asked breaking the silence, trying to find something to talk about.

"No some other guys too." He says. He stands up right after and walks away. He kinda seems like a dick but I ignored it.

I sighed as I sat there alone waiting for Belle.

"You know you look like a fucking debby downer." Says the same accent again. Could he not leave me alone?

"Well im not?" I say, kinda defensively.

"I haven't seen you talk to anyone or touch a drink." He says back.

"I don't drink"

"Why not?" He asks.

"Why is it any of your business?" I retort.

"It's not, I was just wondering." He says, in a low voice.

"And I have talked to people, not that many people here want to just talk." I say.

"Besides me, Belle and Dylan?" He asks.

I shrugged.

He let out an obnoxious laugh.

"Come with me." He says, confidence in his voice.

"Why?" I saiy back.

"Why do you have to ask questions?" He says.

"I don't know?" I say, actually questioning why he was asking. 

He doesn't say anything just turns around and starts walking away. 

I don't know why but I decide to follow.