Gang fights

Chapter 17

"Do you want to go home?" Harry whispered in my ear as we all sat around a fire

Everyone was drunk and had a drink in their hands. Harry was the only completely sober one and I had sobered up from earlier

I looked around at everyone laughing, joking and singing along to music that was playing. This is what teenage life should be like, not worrying about gangs constantly.

Realizing I hadn't answered Harry, I nodded

We both stood up, said our goodbyes then started walking back to the car

"Have you had a good night?" Harry asked, hands stuffed in his pockets

"I suppose..." I sighed dramatically and he looked at me with sad eyes

"I'm kidding Harry, I had a great night. Thank you so much." I laughed, hugging him

"Thank God, I was going to kill J.... " he said then cut himself off

"Who?" I asked

"Jason." he sighed, running a hand through his hair

"Harry, what's going on?" I asked as we reached the car

"Honestly? I don't know." he sighed as we both got in

"Jason is crazy, I know what he's capable of. He's done it before, that's why there is no girls in the gang. I should never have asked you to join, it's my fault." he spoke

"So there's a reason that there wasn't any girls?" I asked

"Yeah." he nodded, starting the engine

"What, what is it?" I stuttered

"It doesn't matter." he shook his head and continued driving

"Harry..." I said

"Can we talk about this another day? I don't want to talk about it on your birthday." he said softly

"Technically, it's not my birthday anymore." I pointed to the clock in his car reading '2 a.m.'

"Don't try to be smart." he chuckled as we pulled into his house

"I think I've stayed at your house more than my own recently." I said with a smile as we got out

Harry's POV

It's been a week since Lee's party and she had forgotten all about why there was no girls in the gang. We were in her house, cleaning as her Mum was due home in three days.

I walked past the front door and noticed a pile of letters.

"Your mail is here!" I yelled, picking the handful of letters up then sitting them on the kitchen table

She sifted through them, putting most of them to the side, must be for her Mum, then she stopped at one.

"H...Harry..." she stuttered

"What, what is it?" I asked

"It's from the University." she breathed shakily

"The London University of Art?" I checked

"Yeah." she nodded, biting down on her lip

"Open it then" I said

She opened the letter carefully, pulling the contents out. I watched her features as she read along the page

"I got in!" she squealed with a huge grin

"That's great babe!" I chuckled as she tackled me into a hug