Quiet is Violent

Chapter Nine

When I got to the frat house, it was almost one in the morning. I had to stop on the way to get gas, not to mention I ended up lost about 4 times. Bottom line, I got there. I walked in, slightly yawning, yet I was awake enough to tell everyone handing me drinks that I wasn't in the mood.

I didn't spot anyone that I recognized from the banquet, and I was almost ready to just leave. But then of course, someone yelled my name.

"Katie! Come in here!" Niall called and I grinned, walking over to him. I walked into the huge back room and I immediately had so many eyes on me. Literally about 20 people were sitting all over the place.

"Join the party!" Zayn hollered and I grinned, sitting down on the floor next to Luke. I smiled at him and he mouthed "hey," and I felt myself blush. He offered my his red solo cup, but I shook my head, directing my attention to the other people in the room. Niall stood up in the middle.

"Since Katie just got here, Violet can ask her truth or dare because she went last," Niall declared and everyone agreed. I felt my stomach drop. I realized that Violet was the girl that Harry was with during the first party I had attended.

Violet was seated next to Harry and another girl who looked just as bitch as she did. Violet had a skinny figure, but huge knockers and then a dress about 4 sizes too tight in certain spots. Harry sat, dangling a glass in his hand.

"Okay," Violet said and gave me an evil smile. "Truth or dare?" She asked and I shrugged.

"Dare?" I asked, guessing that it was the best choice, I had never really played this game before

"I dare you to show Luke your bra," she said with an evil smirk and Harry let out a rough laugh.

"She's a prude," he whispered, but not silent enough to where I couldn't hear it. I felt my cheeks turn red, and I looked over at Luke. He was taking a sip from his cup, and I bit down on my tongue.

"Well?" Violet asked and I swallowed hard.

I turned my body to where I was in front of Luke and no one else. I didn't want to show Luke my bra, not one bit, but I felt an extreme amount of anger towards Harry for calling me prude in front of everyone. Luke's eyes dug into mine, and I pulled the material of my dress down, to where he could see my whole entire black laced bra.

He looked at my chest, and then back into my eyes, making me smile as I pulled my dress back up. That wasn't too bad. I plopped back down on my butt next to Luke, and this time I scooted a bit closer to him, hoping he didn't notice too much.

My eyes met with Harry's and they were cold, but I couldn't quite understand what his message was towards me. He was so confusing, and I didn't understand why he disliked me so damn much. Harry took a sip of his drink while Violet spoke. "Your turn," she spat, directing that towards Niall, she was clearly mad that I didn't chicken out.

Niall looked around the room, and found Harry. He knew Niall was going to choose him so he spoke before he had the chance to even ask him the question. "Dare."

"I dare you to go and kiss Katie," he said and I felt my heart race. He wouldn't really do that. Would he?

"No," he muttered, as he scratched the back of his neck. Somehow I was hurt by his remark, I was sort of hoping that he'd say yes. I suddenly felt gross.

Niall sighed. "Katie, truth or dare?" He asked, and startled me.

"I just went," I complained and he gave me a dirty look.

"I dare you to chug this glass of vodka," he said holding up a glass and I felt my heart throb. I wanted to go home.

"She doesn't drink," Harry spoke and Luke shot him a dirty look this time.

"Let her speak for herself!"

Harry stood up angrily, exiting the room. A few other people followed him, including Natalie. I looked around, and stood up, slightly jogging to follow them.

I took a few strides, searching for Natalie, but it was no use. It was late, and I was tired. I headed towards the door, and the only person in the front room was Harry.

He was looking my way when I passed by, and when our eyes met, I broke the connection and continued walking.

"Katherine," he called behind me and I cringed at him using my name. I stayed walking, and opened the door, feeling the cold air on my legs. "Katherine," Harry repeated and I turned around.

"What?" I snapped, I was on my last nerve with Harry. "Are you following me just so you can insult me again? Because I'm sick of that. Do you hear me? I want to make friends here. Being called prude and a little girl doesn't help me at all. Is that clear? I don't want you around me." I took a deep breath, collecting myself. Normally I was calm, but around him I was like a bomb waiting to tick.

Harry stood there, glaring at the ground for a moment before he looked up and spoke to me.

"I wanted to apologize," Harry whispered and I felt my heart do a cartwheel. He took a deep breath. "Have a good night," he said lightly, and before I could embarrass myself anymore, I walked away.