Stuck Inside Four Walls

Chapter thirty two

"Harry, what do I even wear to this party?" I whine, wanting nothing but to stay home and snuggle up to him all night, or do something else. Both would satisfy me more than partying.

"Babe, just wear whatever. It doesn't matter, people aren't going to be critiquing your outfit when there's your gorgeous face to admire." He cheekily pinches my cheeks and kisses my forehead, making me blush.

"Well, what are you wearing, price charming?" I tease and he chuckles.

"This." He replies. I look over his outfit. He is wearing a multi coloured plaid shirt and his typical black jeans. His hair is loosely tousled, as if he did nothing to it, which is most likely true. That doesn't really tell me the tone of the party considering he basically wears the same thing everywhere. So, I guess I'll just go with something kid of dressy/casual because I know if it don't, I will over dress and embarrass myself.

"Ok, what time do we have to leave?" I ask, in attempt to organize all of the aspects of preparation for this party in a somewhat schedule.

"Doesn't really matter, an hour?" He suggests and I nod and he exits the room. That gives me about 10 minutes to shower, 20 minutes to get dressed and about a half an hour to do my hair and makeup.

I grab a towel for the linen closet in the hallway and enter our ensuite bathroom. I turn on the water and stick in a few fingers to check the temperature. Once it is sufficient, I remove my clothes and hop in. The hot water is soothing and effective on relaxing my muscles. After I do everything I must, I turn off the shower and dry myself off. I dry my hair and do my makeup rather quickly so that I have more time for picking out my outfit.

After trying on what feels like a million outfits, I finally choose one. I decide on a red long sleeve almost crop top with a black and cream striped skirt, along with a pair of black ankle boots. To match, I grab my red winter jacket with a fur rim on the hood considering the weather has been rather cold lately.

"Ready, babe?" Harry asks as he peaks his head around the door frame, smiling widely. I nod and grab my car keys because it is a Christmas party, which means there will be alcohol and Harry is with his friends, so I'm sure he will have a drink. So, I decide I will just drive. I lock the door and we walk hand in hand to my car.

"What's the address?" I ask, not sure where and how far away the party will be.

"Here, pass me your GPS, it's about five minutes away from my mums house." he suggest and types in the location as we start driving.

It's about a forty minute drive, considering its Christmas Eve and there's virtually no traffic on the freeway.

We pull up at a fairly large white house. There are cars lined all down the street. Harry suggests we just park at his mums house and walk to Louis house. I agree and we park the car and begin walking. It's only around seven in the evening, but it's completely dark, the only light guiding us is the few street lights every 100 or so feet.

Finally, we arrive back at Louis home. We manage to push our way through the crowd and find our way to the kitchen. I notice Harry chuckling under his breath at something. I look over and see that Louis was making out with some girl and he just spilled her drink all over himself. I stifle a laugh and Harry grabs a bottle of water and then asks me what I want to drink.

"I'll just have a water, please." I reply and he grabs another bottle of water for me.

"Why don't you have a drink, babe? I'm driving, enjoy yourself." I suggest, ever since I've been with him he has never drank, but I'm sure he has before. He shakes his head in response to my suggestion.

"I want to fully enjoy what will happen later tonight." He seductively whispers in my ear, and I can almost feel my knees already going weak.

"Oh, um ok." I respond and he chuckles at my reaction.