The familiar thick air consumes my lungs as I walk up the stairs to the room where the group is. Trip, Louis, Liam, Jake and of course Harry. They're all amazing people, well... except Liam, and Harry. He is a complete asshole and I can't fucking stand his attitude. He really needs to learn how to be a little kinder and not be such a dick to new people.
I knock on the bedroom door and step in, seeing the usual faces. My eyes lock on one face I didn't half expect to see in this room; Zayn.
"Baby! Holy fuck you look good." Trip says, breaking my silence, and I force a polite smile. Harry's head shoots up and looks at Trip, then his eyes shoot directly at me. His lips part as his dark green eyes scan up and down my body. He looks like he is about to say something, but he turns away, and grabs the joint Jake hands him. I roll my eyes, and sit in a computer chair next to Liam, considering it was the only available spot.
"You look good." I hear a voice beside me. As i look Liam is focused on lighting his smoke, and I am astounded that he even complimented me.
"The drugs have gotten to your head if you're being somewhat nice to me." I say, and he gives me a dirty look, but it forms to a playful smirk.
"Whatever, kid." He says, and my annoyance for him grows back once again.
"My name is Baby." I say, and he shrugs off my response like it was nothing.
"Well, Baby, toddler, whatever. I am calling you kid." He says, and I decide not to argue. This is the first time he's being remotely kind to me. As I am about to make a sly comment to him, he continues to speak.
"Harry noticed you too." He says, low enough that Harry can't hear him. I lean towards him, wanting more information he's noticed.
"Really?" I ask, and he simple nods. "How do you know?" I ask, and he laughs.
"Look at him, he can't take his fucking eyes off of you." He says, and soon as I look at Harry our eyes lock together. I immediately lose all focus on whats around me, and suddenly forget my promise to keep away from him.
"Why are you here?." He mouths really confused, staring deep into my eyes. I try to ask why he's even asking me... he invited me? Breaking our connection, Zayn steps in between Harry's and my spot, so I can no longer see him. He looks at me, then turns back around to Harry.
"Okay who's coming?" He says flatly, and Harry, Liam, Trip, and Louis all stand. Before Harry leaves the room, he turns around and faces me.
"Baby, stay there, and Jake, you make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." He says harshly, yet there was a little bit of worry and confusion in his voice and I feel offended. What am I supposed to do that's so stupid?
I am confused, but choose not to say anything. I assume they're probably going to go smoke, and open my phone to check my twitter. The curiousity gets the best of me eventually, and I decide to ask Jake where they have gone. Jake interrupts my thoughts.
"Hey, I mean you know I love you being here... But Harry never mentioned that you were coming or invited?" He says, and I feel kind of hurt.
"He sent me a text." I respond flatly. That just pissed me off a little.
"Harry hasn't had his phone out all night?" He says, and I begin to get confused. "He probably texted you when he left for 5 minutes, never mind!" He says, and with that I decide to let the curiosity at the back of my mind speak for me.
"Where did they go?" I ask, and Jake pretends like he didn't hear me. "Jake." I repeat, and he turns his head quickly. "Where are they going?" I repeat once again, and he sighs heavily.
