Beneath Your Beautiful (H.S. AU)

Chapter 7

"Maya I'm not feeling too well," I told her. I was in no mood to go to Harry's party although I had told Zayn I'd come. I knew Mayas drinking habits and I was in no mood to babysit tonight. Besides Harry and I hadn't spoken since Monday, and thus I was sure he didn't want me to be there.

"You'll go. You told Zayn that you would. Besides I want you there. Please," Maya begged with her palms pressed together. "You wouldn't want to miss out on a chance to see Styles would you?"

"What?" I almost screamed. Where did she get that? I wasn't into him. I wasn't. I was just curious as to why his demeanour constantly changed.

"Cmon honey. He does have quite the looks, who wouldn't want to do him?" She laughed, and I gulped. I didn't need people to think I was into him which to be perfectly clear I wasn't. "The only thing bad about him is that girls swarm around him like flies." Maya cheered on.

"And his changing demeanor." I added, faking her a smile.

"You get used to that. He's a nice guy," she smiled, but I couldn't help but think there was more to the story than what she was letting me know, but I decided to shrug it off for now.

"To make things clear, I don't like him. I don't even know where you got the idea?" I said, trying to hide the fact that he had been on my mind a lot since he had entered my life.

"Zayn told me, but honey it's fine," she stated as if it was no big deal, when in reality it was a huge deal to me. What if he had told Harry as well? How embarrassing wouldn't that be?

"C'mon Trin, please. Please go with me," she begged, referring to the party.

"Fine, but if it's absolutely boring, I'll leave early," I surrendered.

"Yes," she squealed, and I rolled my eyes with a small smile at her enthusiasm. Maybe this was my chance to get to know some new people. Part of me was still yearning to know what had happened to Harry and maybe if he just had enough to drink he'd reveal the details to me, or just at least talk to me again. I wasn't sure what I'd done to him, but I'd like to know why he had suddenly been so quick to push me away.

"I don't know what to wear!" I complained getting back to reality and with the look Maya gave me I knew she had an idea.

When we arrived at Harry's place my eyes widened. Of course, he was living on the Upper East Side in a penthouse. Why am I not surprised? A man was even holding the door for us as we stepped inside the building, and I was feeling more uncomfortable by the second. I supposed Maya had been here before because the man just nodded and gave us a smile. Never had I been in a place like this apart from my dreams and I must admit I wasn't sure if I liked it. I adjusted the red dress I'd borrowed from Maya as we stepped into the elevator. I was totally misplaced. I mean, I was wearing this gorgeous, expensive dress, but I was sure everyone knew I couldn't afford this on my own. My Converse and jersey skirts for school surely didn't call out high-class.

Even though I thought I looked pretty it was nowhere near what Maya looked like. She was stunning in her black dress that hugged her body perfectly. Mine wasn't bad either, but I didn't have big boobs like her, and I found my hips too big compared to my small waist.

"Trinity?" She questioned.

"Hmm?" I said, unable to pronounce any words, as I was getting more nervous with every new floor we reached and a lump had formed in my throat.

"You okay? You look like you are going to throw up," she stated, and I felt something in my stomach churn.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I told her with a smile trying to hide my nervousness. When we got inside, the place was full and huge I had to add. I saw people everywhere. People I'd never seen before in my life, and I immediately smelled the liquor and the sweet smell of the same thing I had smelled coming off of Maya the other day. Coming here definitely was a bad idea.