A New Start

Chapter 8

The rest of the week went by really quickly. No one really bothered me in school, and it was a huge relief. Having Harry was a big help. He constantly stuck to my side inbetween classes and frequently asked me if I was okay, and always made sure no one was ever cruel to me.

I sat reading my book as Harry took a long shower. I skimmed through the pages, not really focusing on the words and what was happening as I saw from the corner of my eye Harry walk in shirtless as thousands of beads of water dripped down his chest. I kept glancing at his perfect body between sentences in my book hoping that he wouldn't notice me gawking over how good he looked. After numerous stares, I noticed him smirking as he threw on a white t shirt and skinny jeans. "Like what you see?", he muttered.

I threw my book over to the other side of my bed and lazily walked over to where he was standing. I wrapped my arms around him as I looked up at him. It was always comforting that Harry was always a lot taller than me. I liked how he slightly towered over me and protected me. I got on my tippy toes and pecked his lips as he chuckled into my lips.

"Where exactly are you going that you look so good?", I asked.

"Well usually on Friday nights, Niall throws these parties so I was planning on going. I thought I told you I was going out? You should come, it'll be fun", he said smiling down at me.

I was kind of looking forward to spending the night with Harry alone. I was comfortable sitting in bed in sweats and I had my hair thrown up into a messy bun. Plus, I literally only knew Niall at the party and everyone else practically hated me for no reason. I sighed before walking over to the bed and picking up my book, about to get under the warm blanket and continue reading.

"Harry I still don't know many people... Plus I'm not dressed to go to a party or anything so you go and have fun. I'll stay here and maybe watch a movie with your mom or something later", I said reassuringly.

Harry walked over with a joking pout on his lips. He sat on the edge of the bed as he began moving closer to me and planting kisses all over my face. "Please come for meeee", he said inbetween kisses and pouting at me. I giggled before pulling him by the white fabric of his shirt to bring him closer to me. I kissed him before sighing and getting out of bed to go find something to wear. My actions let Harry know that I actually decided to go to the party. I really didn't want to, but he kept pestering me about it, and I knew it would make him happy. I threw on a pair of jeans and a navy sweater and let my hair down as it fell into long waves.

Before I knew it, I was pulling up to a crowded house not too far away from Harry's. I was extremely nervous. I've never been to any parties since i was never invited or had the guts to show up. No one ever wanted me at them anyways. I let out a deep breathe and looked over at Harry. He could tell I really didn't want to be here but only came because he desperately wanted me to. I looked at the very large house and felt intimidated by the large amounts of people.

I fumbled with my seat belt as Harry got out and walked around the front of the car to open the door for me. I gave him a fake smile, which he didn't buy. "What's wrong babe?", he asked as he stopped us in our tracks. "I-I'm nervous to be honest. I don't know anyone... and no one really likes me so far. I just don't think it was a good idea for me to come", I answered worryingly.

"Remember you always have me!", said a voice behind me. I quickly whipped myself around from Harry's grip and saw Niall standing there with a welcoming smile. He stood next to the brunette girl I've encountered way too many times. I was surprised when she actually smiled at me.

"Harry, if you don't mind can I talk to Ellie?", the brunette asked. Harry's face immediately went from worried to extremely confused. He nodded and kissed my forehead before walking off not too far with Niall. I looked back at Harry and Niall before turned to look at the girl in front of me.