Unpredictable

Chapter 7

I don't know I ended up here. Somehow, I was now at a massive party in a huge mansion. Me, the boys, and Liz went shopping after we finished at Starbucks and I guess I lost track of time. "Hey, what's wrong?" Liz pulled me into the kitchen, clearly worried. "Nothing!" I smiled, as I texted my mum that I would probably be late coming home tonight and not to wait up for me. I turned back around to go and hang out in the living room and grab a bite to eat. "Jo!" Someone screamed from behind me. Wait a second... someone suddenly jumped on top of me, almost causing me to topple over. I turned around to see.. "Kloe!" I screamed with excitement. "Hey, I just remembered that I didn't get a chance to ask you for your number when we were at the bakery the other day." We exchanged numbers as I smiled. Kloe looked gorgeous, she obviously knew that there was going to be a party, and dressed up. Her strapless, red dress silhouetted her slim body perfectly. She was wearing a lovely shade of glossy, red lipstick, along with some light make up and jewellry. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a boyfriend! I felt so embarassed next to her. Still in my jeans, jumper, and trainers. Wow. It wasn't my fault anyway, I didn't know about this. I was just dragged here by Harry. No you don't understand, Harry literally dragged me here. When I struggled free from his hands, he picked me up and put me over his shoulder. I think he may have some bruises from all the kicking and punching that I did. Serves him right.

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"Let me drop you off, please Jo!" Harry grabbed my arm as I proceeded to walk away. It was geting really late and I needed to get home but I wasn't about to ruin Harry's fun. "No Harry, I'll be fine, I promise." "If you walk away from me one more time, I'll pick you up again." My eyes widened and my mouth hung open. "Oh no, not again, please. I was about to be sick when you picked me up before."

I ended up being driven home by Harry, which was kind of awkward. We didn't really talk much, and I was upset because I had ruined his time at the party.

He walked me all the way to my front step, hugging me, as we also exchanged numbers."Goodnight J" "J?" "Yea, I want to call you J now." I shrugged and shouted, "Good nght Harry!" As I stepped into the house.