I could now deeply understand why Sebastian never let me come to one of these parties. It was extremely chaotic filled with teens who were even more crazy. The music was loud and the bass was heavy and I could feel the house shaking with it.
I was awkwardly stood next to Harry as he conversed with a bunch of his friends who were on the rival football team. A red cup of vodka and cranberry remained in my hand and I was too bored not to drink it.
Harry's outburst of laughter reminded me of how much fun he was having and reminded me of how fun Tumblr was at home where I desperately wanted to be. I swallowed what remained of my drink before wandering off to the rest of the party. There had to be at least one person I knew since there were so many people.
Bodies were jumping around sweaty and smelly while bumping into my tiny frame. The room was starting to feel sticky and made me uncomfortable. I didn't know anyone but Harry and he was busy with others.
I decided to go back to the kitchen to see what he was doing. My heels were beginning to irritate my feet and all this back and forth walking was not helping. I entered the kitchen but it had less people than before and my boyfriend was missing as well.
I walked dreadfully back towards the overwhelming group of teenagers but was still unable to see him. My search continued upstairs for Harry or even one of his buff friends. Most of the rooms were locked and the only open doors were bathrooms. I was on my way downstairs when I heard talking faintly from a room I had already tried.
I could smell the weed from behind the door and my nose scrunched up. How could someone smoke that? I knocked three more times and waited for a response before speaking.
"Harry? Are you-are you in there?" I said louder.
Steps came closer and hushed voices talked. I knew he was in there, now. I waited impatiently and put my hands on my hips and puffed out air from my nose.
"Any minute now would be perfect, Harry!" Anger subconsciously seeped into my tone.
There was no sound from behind the barrier for a few seconds and I went to knock again before his voice stopped me.
"Erm, hold on a second, babe," his voice was a bit slurred and mixed with some nervousness.
"I think you've kept me waiting long enough!" I knocked louder this time and complaints came from his friends.
A voice I was very familiar with spoke as well and I knew Harry could hear my scoff loud and clear in annoyance.
"Is there a girl in there with you?!" I didn't hold back from shouting now.
The door finally swung open to reveal a flushed face Harry. His pupils covered most of the vibrant green I liked and the once bright white was now bright red.
He smiled as if nothing was wrong but used his height to cover anything beyond him.
"Hi, baby," his eyes made him look sleepy.
I squinted my eyes and tilted my head before pushing past his lanky body. People were laid around on the carpet, not saying a word or paying attention to what was happening between us. My eyes scanned once more, looking for her.
She smiled at me and even waved, the joint loose between her fingertips and black hair was messy from laying on it.
My body turned back to my boyfriend who now looked bored and was wiping his eyes.
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Blue {h.s}
Fanfiction"I used to think I set a fire in your eyes but I learned that was just the reflection of the one you set in mine." Calypso Blue: the 15 year-old who loses her breath whenever her brothers best friend is around. Harry Styles: the 18 year-old who take...