After Harry left I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I check the time and it's already 6, Harry will be here in about a hour and a half.
I jumped in the shower, and immediately lather soap in my hands. The smell of sweat pea fills my senses as I glide the clothe over my skin. I put some shampoo into my hands and massage the shampoo in my hair. I rinse it out, doing the same with the conditioner.
I step out looking at myself in the mirror. My body is red from the scolding hot water. I have long brown hair, that reaches mid way down my back. I have big bright green eyes. That's the one thing that I actually loved about myself, my eyes were always the prettiest things of my body.
I dry off and go over to my drawer and look at what I could where. I pull out a white dress. I've always loved this dress. It's white with lace, and it reaches half way down my thigh. I slip it on, and match a pair of brown sandals to go with it. I walk in the bathroom and put on some mascara and blush. I quickly curl my hair, before topping everything off with a few bracelets.
I hear someone knock on the door. I look at myself one last time, smiling to myself before grabbing my phone and answering the door. I look out to see Harry with the usual black jeans and white shirt. He looks so attractive with his slight quiff and green eyes. Wait what? I don't even like him.
His eyes rake up and down my body, make me slight self conscious.
"You look nice," he said simply.
I feel my cheeks heat up at his compliment, "Thanks I guess,"
He smiles a cheeky grin before starting to make his way to the front of the building. I follow closely behind, feeling slightly nervous about the party. Hopefully I'll meet new people.
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At the party
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We pull up to the large house, taking in the appearance. The house would be beautiful if it wasn't trashed.
There's cars parked all down the block. There's definitely a lot of people here. Harry parks the car, and we both get out.
"Hey listen stay close to me, there's going to be a lot of fucking creeps here," he grumbles.
"Oh alright," I shyly respond.
I follow Harry into the large house, the smell of alcohol filling my senses. I look around seeing all the drunk people dancing on each other. It seems like almost every girl here is wearing some skimpy dress.
I notice that I have been standing there for a while, noticing that Harry left. Wow, he said to stay with him and then just left unannounced. I frown, walking into the kitchen to get myself a drink.
I walk in to find a guy with dirty blonde hair, sitting in the kitchen. He's actually very attractive.
He looks up at me and gives my a small smile. "Hey, coming in to get a drink?"
I nod, "yeah I am actually. What do you have?" I shoot him a smile.
"Well do you like pineapple?" He asks standing up.
"Yes it's amazing,"
"Great! We have some pineapple vodka. You might like it,"
"Awesome I guess I'll have that," I said, walking over to the counter.
He pours the liquid into the red cup and hands it to me. "There ya go," he smiles.
I thank him, taking a swig of the drink. The alcohol burns my throat, but brings a cool sensation after. It feels almost refreshing.
"So what's your name?" I haven't seen you around before," he sits down.
"I'm Lacey. I just moved here to go to NYU," I explain taking another drink of the pineapple vodka.
"I'm Matt. I actually live here with my brother. As you can see he's a big partier," he rolls his eyes.
I quietly laugh, looking around for Harry. Still haven't seen him.
"Do you guys have parties every night?" I curiously ask him.
"Yeah mostly. I'm always stuck cleaning this shit up. I usually just stay at a hotel some nights if I get sick of it yanno,"
"Wow, maybe you should get a apartment somewhere,"
"Yeah I've thought about that, but this is so close to campus so it's nice,"
I open my mouth to say something but someone pulls my arm from behind. I look to see Harry with bloodshot eyes.
"Wanna come play truth or dare?" He smirks.
"I don't know Harry.."
"Just come on," he groans pulling me away.
I flash Matt a smile before following Harry. I honestly don't want to play, but he just isn't going to take no for an answer.
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