Long Gone

Chapter 2

**Lia's POV**

Once I was in my room I put my Ipod In the dock and turned it all the way up.  I started going through my closet as the Ramones blasted through the speakers.  "What could he have possibly meant by the drop?" I asked myself out loud.  My thoughts skimmed through a ton of possibilities but none that made sense so I just brushed it off.  I felt my cell buzz in my pocket so I pulled it out and seen Whitney's picture of her she took last year on the last day.  I laughed as I swiped my finger across the green phone to answer it.

ME: Yes?

WHITNEY: Guess what I just pierced?!!?

ME: Oh god...Do I even want to know?

We both laughed for a minute before I asked her again

ME: What did you pierce?

WHITNEY: Gordon's lip!!!!

ME: YOU PIERCED HIM??!!!

WHITNEY: Yes.  He has been teaching me how to do it, so today he finally let me try it out and he was my guinea pig. HA.  You will see it tonight.

We talked for about another hour before I let her go so I could get ready and shower.  I grabbed my towel, shampoo, conditioner, body scrub and scrubby, and headed to the bathroom.  After my shower I grabbed a towel from under the sink for my hair then wrapped my towel around my body.  "Shit," I mumbled realizing I had forgot to grab any form of clothing to bring with me.  I cracked the door open and peaked my head out a bit to check the hallway.  The coast was clear so I quickly opened the door and stepped out.  As soon as I set foot in the hallway here came Harry.  "You have horrible timing you know..." I said smiling at him.

He smirked at me as his gaze explored my almost naked body. 

"Keep dreaming lover boy," I continued this time returning his sinister smirk.  He bit down on his bottom lip and continued to stare.  I decided I could have some with this so I grabbed the part of the towel I tucked in with one hand and pulled it undone and opened the one side so I was still covered up but my towel was now wide open on the side.  I acted as if I was going to let it fall which caused his eyes to grow wide showing off the dark green shade and his smile went from ear to ear making his dimples deeper than normal.  I almost did let the towel go after staring at his face for a while but instead I covered myself back up and walked towards him grinning.  He stepped in front of me so I couldn't get passed him. 

"Move," I laughed. 

"Keep dreaming," he said in almost a whispered yet raspy low tone.  Shivers ran from head to toe as leaned down for me to hear him clearly.  I shook them off and placed my hand on his chest and pushed him backwards.  Once we were in front of my door I let my hand down and said, "I need to get dressed.  And so do you."   I turned to go into my room and next thing I knew my towel was being pulled away from my body.  I gasped in shock and heard Harry laugh.  I quickly shut the door and leaned against it. 

I could still hear his laughter through my door so I cracked it barely and asked for my towel back.  Of course he refused to give it to me so I called him an asshole before shutting and locking my door.  I was still naked so I went to my dresser and put on some underwear and a bra before heading to my closet to find my outfit.  I pulled out my dark cloud leggings and my 'The Clash' "London Calling" top.  I threw my hair up in a loose ponytail and curled the tail end of it letting a few strands hang down around my face.  I grabbed my make up bag and put of some eye liner and mascara.  I grabbed my lip gloss and called it good.  'Now where's my shoes?' I wondered.  I finally found my 'fuck yeah' high tops in a packed that wasn't unpacked yet.