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Chapter Six

"Rise and shine!" I heard Belle's high pitched voice say.

"Go away." I grumbled and put my pillow over my head.

"It's almost twelve, come on!" She begged.

I shot her a glare before getting out of the bed.

"Want to go shopping today?" She asked.

"Oh yeah with all the money I have." I said sarcastically. "Sorry, I mean yeah." I corrected myself.

She smiled.

"Don't get mad-" She started to say. Obviously I was going to get mad. "-but I told Dylan we would come to another party tonight" She said with her biggest smile.

"Belle!" I groaned.

"It will be fun! Maybe your mystery boy will be there." She smirked.

I hadn't even thought about Harry, i'm sure he hasn't thought about me.

I spent the day helping Belle get clothes, she got an outfit for the party.

"Can you give me any hints about the guy? Does he go to Ripley?"

"Belle! Drop it, it was a hook up it really doesn't matter." I said.

She rolled her eyes as she continued to shuffle through racks of clothes.

"Sorry, are you sure you don't want to get anything? I can spot y-"

"Belle." I grumbled. I wouldn't let her give me money, or anyone. I'm doing fine on my own.

"They are still sending money right?" She asked. Implying the 'they' were my foster parents. I nodded.

The rest of the time in that store was silent.

The rest of the day was normal, I went back to Belle's to get ready for the stupid party.

"Are you sure you don't want to borrow something?" She asked.

I nodded as I slipped on a pair of black jeans. I put on a white tank top and a thick flannel. Belle held up her curling iron but I declined. I put on black converse before stepping out the door.

I don't really know why Belle has put up with me all these years. She could easily have tons of other friends but she sticks with me.

"Thanks" I say. I know she thinks i'm thanking her for her offer but i'm thanking her for alot more.

We got to the party, it was another place out of the city but it wasn't so big.

As soon as we stepped into the door a drink was placed in our hands. I put mine down on a table and followed Belle inside.

"Belle! Aspen!" A voice shouted.

"Hey Dylan!" Said Belle, acting drunker than she was. I shot her a look but she ignored it.

Harry followed behind Dylan. He didn't say anything, just looked at me.

I gave him a look as if saying "stop staring" but he just laughed.

He came closer to me and put his hand on my back. He looked around the party and without looking at me, whispered, "you look good tonight." into my ear.

My response was elbowing him in the gut.

"enjoy starring." I said as I smirked and walked away. I found a good looking guy to dance with and started to dance. I hate dancing, it's fucking grimey. I caught Harry starring with a smirk.

He mouthed the words "hot" to me but I dismissed him.

The guy turned me around to face him before he leaned in and started kissing me.

I kissed him back for a little until someone grabbed at my waist.

"Alright that's enough." A husky british voice said.

"What?" I said.

"Let's go upstairs." He said.

He didn't give me much of a choice as he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up the stairs.

"Let me go!" I screamed as he closed the door behind us into a room.

"I don't do this." I said.

"What do you mean? We did this last night." He said.

"That's not what I mean, I don't hook up with the same person." I said.

"Are you sure youre a girl?" He said, "Usually girls are begging me for another night." He said confidently.

"Eh, they probably haven't had much better." I teased.

He looked offended at my joke about his sexual abilities.

"I know you had fun last night." He said getting closer. "And you're still here." He said his face just inches from mine.

He started to lean in when I turned away.

"Am I?" I said as I headed towards the door.

"How do you do that!" He said, I think he realized he said it louder than he meant to.

"What?" I said.

He shook his head and brushed his hair off his forehead.

"Nothing." He dismissed his comment.

"Are you wearing a Pink Floyd shirt?" I asked.

"What?" He said, obviously confused about my random question. "Uh yeah, why?" He asked.

"Do you like them or are you just going for a lame rock and roll look?"

"I like them.." He said. "Where did you-"

"What's your favorite song?" I cut him off.

"Comfortably Numb." He said, still looking confused.

I nodded. It was my favorite too.

I closed the door I had just opened and sat on the bed.

"If we do this there is still no cuddling after." I said.

"Deal." He responded before climbing on the bad and moving towards me.