Erin [editing]

NINETEEN| limo crashes

Nine forty-five stroke and I'm still stuck at home. I need to get to Blair. She has whatever she feels is best for me and I'm dying to see what she decided. I've stayed in my room ever since the little family talk we had and I haven't bothered any of the guys. Niall had left and so had Louis and Liam. The only person here is Harry, and I defiantly can't sneak out with him around. I need to get the money and I need a way to get there. I huffed and heard Harry making his way upstairs. I sat on my bed and played with my fingers.

He knocked lightly before entering. "Dinner is ready."

"Could you drive me somewhere first?" I asked.

"You're grounded," Harry reminded me.

"I need to meet Blair," I said fidgeting. "We're partners in our cooking class and since Liam has my phone, I need to meet her."

"Blair? That girl that was mean to you?" Harry asked.

"Believe me, I don't like her either."

"Sure, let's eat dinner first. Sorry it's so late, just had a lot of work to do," said Harry.

"No, uh, I really need to go now," I said.

"Okay, fine. Just meet me downstairs," Harry sighed.

I agreed and he walked out of my room. I slipped my shoes on and quietly went into his and Louis's room. I saw my wallet on his dresser, so I grabbed it and made my way downstairs to Harry. I hope whatever she gives me doesn't smell because Harry is going to be right beside me. We got into his car and I told him where to go. We arrived at twelve minutes past ten and I couldn't help but think that Blair had left.

"Where is she?" Harry asked parking.

I searched for Blair but I didn't see her. I did see a limo, and I have a feeling she's probably in there. It was just about to pull off, just fucking great. I hopped out of Harry's car and in front of the limo. It stopped abruptly, but I did get hit.

"Erin!" Harry yelled.

He was by my side in a second. Blair jumped out of the limo and a man in a suit did as well.

"Ma'am are you alright?" The man asked.

"Yeah, uh, sorry," I stuttered getting off the ground.

"Don't ever run in front out in front of a car!" Harry yelled. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

I didn't hurt, it just barely touched me. Damn it, well it did hurt a little. Harry dusted me off and hugged me.

"You scared me half to death!" Harry yelled.

I pushed him off of me and I turned to the man. "I'm uh, my bad."

"She's here for me, father," said Blair with a smile.

"Uh yeah, I am," I said.

"Come with me, Erin," said Blair and she turned to her dad. "Chat for a while, we're going for a little walk."

I followed Blair down the sidewalk and around the block. The walk was quiet and slow. She opened her long trench coat revealing all types of shit.

"You know, you have huge balls to jump out in front of my limo just for drugs," she laughed.

"Bite me," I groaned.

"My limo sure did," she chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "What do you have?"

"Eager, are we?" Blair laughed.

I scowled at her as she pulled out bag after bag. I'm paying for tiny bags worth of shit?

"I have coke, meth, Adair's, and pot," said Blair.

"What do you recommend?" I asked.

"Pot will definitely make you feel like you're on a cloud like before," Blair chuckled. "Adair's are this ages pot, though. They're sold legally."

"Okay, I want that then. Where is it?" I asked.

She held two little bags and an Adair pack. She chuckled at me and reached into the bushes behind her. She pulled out a bag that had green shit in it.

"What's this? Grass?" I asked taking it and sniffing it. "Holy shit, it smells terrible!"

"Erin honey, usually drug deals are short and quick. Pay up," Blair growled.

"I want all four," I said.

"I had a feeling you were gonna say that."

"How much?"

"Since you are new at this, I'll give you a discount. Only two hundred bucks for all," she said.

I almost choked on the air I breathed. "Two hundred?!"

"My shit is the best," Blair shrugged. "Don't act like you're poor, Erin. Anyone associated with One Direction isn't poor."

I huffed and opened my wallet. I had more than two hundred bucks, but that's so much money! I handed her the money and she gave me the drugs.

"How do I get rid of his smell?" I asked.

"You don't," she said. "Good luck."

She walked away back to her father, I'm guessing. She's leaving me alone to figure out how I'm going to get all this in Harry's car without getting caught. I stuffed the small bags and Adair pack in my pocket and walked to Harry. He smiled as he talked to Blair's father.

"I'm ready," I said to Harry.

Harry sniffed and crinkled his nose. "What's that smell?"

I turned to Blair for help, but she just giggled quietly at me. Her father chuckled a little too and I scowled at him.

"I don't know," I shrugged.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Adair," smiled Harry.

"You as well, Mr. Styles, have a nice evening. And again, I'm sorry for my driver," said Mr. Adair.

"It's alright," Harry said. "Erin ran out, and she will never run out like that again, am I right?"

I scowled at him and got into his car. Holy fucking cow shit, this smells so bad! I'm gonna get caught with this shit. I decided against the bag of pot and threw it on the ground outside before Harry pulled off, I'm not getting caught.

"What did you need to ask her?" Harry asked.

"Just school shit," I shrugged.

"Alright then. I'm just glad you're okay. That car could've really hurt you," Harry said.

"I'm fine," I sighed.

We arrived at home and we got out the car. He unlocked the front door and we walked inside. I went up to my room to put the drugs in the dresser of my nightstand. I went back downstairs to see Harry warming the food that he cooked. He noticed me and smiled softly.

"The food got cold. I'm just warming it," said Harry.

"Where're the other guys?" I asked.

"I don't know," Harry said simply.

I left it at that. He fixed my plate and gently sat it in front of me. He'd cooked baked barbecue chicken and asparagus.

"I'm not hungry," I said once Harry sat down.

"You don't have to eat then," he shrugged.

"You're not gonna force me to eat?" I asked.

Harry took a bite out of his asparagus and shook his head no. I frowned at the lack of empathy he's giving me. I ate my food quietly without a word.