Lucidity

Nine

I hated studying. Especially when I already had a lot on my mind.

"Torrance! Can I borrow your notes?" I asked her from my room. She came in with her binder, "Here you go. Don't spill any Starbucks on it like last time."

I rolled my eyes, "it was your fault!"

Torrance was getting ready to go out once again. Something about a fraternity party.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?" Torrance asked me.

"I need to study." I answered.

"Oh come on! Your test isn't for another week. Come and let loose with me." Torrance tried to convince me.

She could be so persuasive sometimes.

Half an hour later, I was walking into the frat party with Torrance. She let me borrow a red, lacy, dress of hers. She curled my hair, but I wouldn't let her touch my makeup.

"Let's go get something to drink!" Torrance yelled over the music. I followed her to the kitchen where they had loads of alcohol. I wasn't really in the mood to drink. I had dance class at noon tomorrow, so I needed to be sober.

I grabbed a soda and she poured herself God knows what. She was a drinker.

I checked my phone and found a text from Harry.

Harry: thinking of you babe xx

I smiled. He and the other guys had been stuck in the studio all day.

Me: I miss you too hazza :)

Harry: what are you up to?

Me: torr dragged me along to some frat party -___-

"Stop texting and let's go dance!" Torrance grabbed my phone and put it in her purse. Before I could protest, she grabbed my hands and brought me to the dance floor.

They were playing Icona Pop's I Love It. I had to admit, the party had a good turnout. I recognized a lot of familiar faces.

I danced along with Torrance as the music turned to Zedd.

That's when I felt hands on my waist. I turned around and saw some random guy trying to dance with me. He was plastered.

I took his hands off of me, "Don't touch me!"

He laughed, "Come on, baby. Let's have some fun."

Torrance came up to us, "She said leave her alone."

The guys looked her then back at me, "You two are lame anyways."

He walked away and I took a breath of relief.

"Thanks, Torr." I smiled.

"I got your back, (y/n)." She gave me a hug before we continued dancing.

I felt free. I let the music take over and the stress seemed to escape my body. I was having fun. It was one of the best parties of the year.

We got more drinks and then headed back to the living room. The music was calling me.

It felt like we were on the dance floor for hours. Hell, we might've been.

That's when I felt another pair of hands on my waist. I didn't say anything. I let my elbow do the talking.

I rammed my elbow into the persons' stomach.

"Ouch! (Y/n)! What the hell?!"

It was Harry.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I told him as I turned around. His hands were on his stomach where my elbow just hit him.

"At least I don't have to worry about you being here at parties." He joked.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him. I looked around to see if him being here caught anyone's attention.

"I wanted to come and see what a frat party was like." He smirked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I texted you to see where you were but you didn't respond." He told me.

"Torrance took my phone away a while ago."

He chuckled, "So I went searching with the guys for a party on campus. They are surprisingly more than you think. We all split up, and I got lucky enough to find you here... With this dress on."

I felt his hand roam down my back.

I smiled, "You like it?"

Harry leaned closer to me and whispered huskily, "I love it."

"Harry, your feet are freezing!" I exclaimed as he kept putting his feet on mine.

"I need you to warm them." He whined.

I shook my head, "Move them, mister."

It was around 1:30 am. We had just got back from the party. The other guys met up with us for a little while, but then it started to get lame.

It seemed like everyone else was so drunk that they didn't notice One Direction was there. I was glad we didn't have to deal with any mobs of belligerent girls.

Harry wanted to come back to my dorm to watch some movies. I normally would have said no since I had my dance class at noon, but my time with Harry was limited.

I was so glad to be able to take off the tight red dress and put on my sweatpants and plain white tee. I put my hair into a ponytail and took off my makeup. I was so comfortable around Harry. I could tell that he loved me regardless of if I was all dolled up or at my most comfortable.

Now, we were sitting on my bed and Harry had his arms wrapped around me.

"Can we watch The Breakfast Club?" I asked him with a huge smile on my face.

He laughed before he gave me a peck on the cheek, "We always watch that one. You practically recite the words all of the time."

I pouted, "Please?"

He groaned, "Fine, babe."

I smiled at how I always seemed to get my way.

During the beginning of the movie, I tried so hard to not recite the words.

"You know I'm going to marry you one day." Harry blurted out as the breakfast club bunch was running along the hallways.

I was a little stunned.

"What?"

He pulled me into his arms even more, "I can totally see us living out in the country somewhere. We'll have a creek out in the backyard and horses and stuff. It'll be wonderful because I'll be with you."

I smiled as he kissed my head. My future with Harry sounded amazing. Little did I know someone was plotting against us.