All That Matters

Chapter 36

When we arrive, the air around me is tense and I find it hard to breathe. I don't have a single clue on what might happen tonight. I have no idea who will be at this party or what it'll even be like- but the thought of seeing Harry is driving me crazy. Especially after what Liam said. He's helped settle most of my doubts but I'm still... nervous that I'm going to be made a fool of.

I get out of the car and examine the large mansion that Carly owned. How she afforded it, I don't know. But it's three times the size of my house and there are dozens of cars parked outside of it. I see scattered clumps of teenagers, some sitting and talking, others staggering around- most likely drunk. We walk up the driveway together and into the house to be immediately greeted by Niall.

"Hey guys," he says with a bright smile, his brilliant blue eyes lighting up as they focused on me. We both smile and greet him back, and I catch myself scanning the room for the familiar brown curly haired boy that I miss to much.

I give up on looking for him seconds later when I hear Niall say his name. My pulse quickens at the mention of him but I'm soon let down when I find that he was only saying he hadn't arrived yet. The yearning to see him courses through me like venom and I try to contain myself. I glance around the room to distract myself from anxiously awaiting Harry's arrival. Dozens of teens were dancing to the heavy metal music that pounded in the speakers; however their dancing was more like grinding against each other drunkenly. I don't see any familiar faces but a few, and even then I don't necessarily like them very much.

And that's when my heart practically stops. I see Zayn and Harry dodge through the crowd. I catch my breath at how strikingly amazing Harry looks. His hair is perfectly ruffled into his usual curly style and he's wearing a plain white shirt. He slides on a black leather jacket and I have to tear my eyes away from him before he catches me fawning over him. His simple outfit makes him look better then anyone else in this whole mansion.

I silently scold myself for allowing me to think so highly of him after all that he's put me through; but I guess we've had a lot of good times as well.

"There's Zayn and Harry," Liam speaks up in a light tone.

"Hey lads," Niall says when they reach us. Harry locks eyes with me and in that second I feel as though everyone else in this room has disappeared. I find myself lost in his jade gaze; so much so that my heart practically shatters when he looks over at Liam who began speaking to him.

I can't help but notice the way Zayn and Niall watch the way Harry and I react to each other. We aren't literally communicating but at the same time we sort of are.

He takes a step closer to me nonchalantly and I catch my breath when we touch. I look at the ground, trying to hide the rosy colored blush that spreads across my cheeks. A small smile forms on my face and I run my fingers through my hair to stay calm. Why am I feeling so jittery? I've been with Harry many times before but for some reason this time is different.

"Darsey how's Louis?" Zayn snaps me back into reality.

"Oh, I haven't talked to him yet. He said he'd call tonight sometime." I reply numbly, recalling to our conversation the morning he left. I look up at Harry and he frowns when a few high teenagers sit down close by. He glances at the boys and shoots them a glare. I watch with a chuckle as they nervously try and act as if Harry doesn't scare them.

"Styles?" I hear a girls voice speak up from behind us. Harry turns and by his expression you can tell he's mot terribly fond of her. "It's been so long since I've seen you." she says. Behind her stands a guy who seems to drunk to function. He just stands and watches us talk lazily.

Harry nods. "Not long enough," he mutters, glaring at them. She just laughs before flipping her dark brown hair out of her face. I have to admit, she is pretty. Her soft green eyes and light makeup give her a totally different vibe then her clothes. Her face seems young and childish but her clothes are slutty and the way she speaks seconds that. Her cocky smile and the way she talks to Harry makes me cringe. She's flirting with him. I shouldn't be so pissed about it, though. He's not mine.

"Who's this?" The guy slurs, gesturing to me. I look behind me, thinking he's talking about one of the boys only to find them deep in a conversation of their own.

"Darsey," Harry says shortly so I don't have to speak. It feels strange though. I've been with him for a while already yet this is the first time he's actually physically acknowledged me all night.

"Oh, so you're Darsey?" The girl says with an amused grin. How does she know me?

I nod, not bothering to smile. "And who are you?" I ask.

"I'm Thea and this is Ashton. We're friends of Harry's." she says smoothly with a stuck up smile. I can tell by Harry's smirk that he doesn't think of them as friends, but they seem to ignore it. "I've heard so much about you." I hear Harry inhale deeply at her words.

Before I can process what she said, Ashton speaks up. "Carly invited Josh and James, Harry."

"What?" he snaps his head up.

Who's Josh and James? By Harry's reaction I'm thinking that they're not good people.

Wait... James. I've heard that name before.

His sister is the one that Harry did something to and now James wants revenge. Or at least that's what I've picked up through all this confusion

"You heard him," Thea blinks, tugging on the bottom of her dress that I could hardly believe fit her. "he was actually looking for you a little while ago." she mused, glancing behind Ashton in search for him.

Harry tenses next to me and I'm shocked when he steps closer. "Oh I'll meet up with him later." I can tell he's lying because when he lies he looks rubs the back of his neck.

"Alright, I tell him we saw you," Ashton says deeply, his handsome face twisted into a smirk. "it was very nice to finally meet you, Darsey." He adds, glancing at Harry who seemed riled up at his words.

And with that they disappeared into the crowd.

"Harr-" I begin speaking but he cuts me off.

"We need to get out of here." He says quicker then I have ever heard him speak.