Quiet is Violent

Chapter Twenty Three

"Thanks for coming with me," Natalie said, smiling over at me. Another day, another party.

"Yea," I replied, turning my head to look out of the window. I was being short with Natalie, I had no reason to be on good terms with her. I didn't like how she thinks she controls everyone and everything.

She pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car. I took a deep breath and pushed my door open, stepping out. The September air bit my legs, but I still went along with my Halloween costume. It wasn't Halloween, not even October, yet and Natalie was dragging me to a costume party. She swore this one would be more of a high school party, which was great to hear because now I knew that she totally partied behind my back.

"Catch up," she hollered back and I realized I was in a daze. I pulled down my super short skirt and jogged to keep up.

Natalie and I were both dressed like sexy nerds. My skirt was seriously showing some ass, unfortunately. I wasn't comfortable at all, but I had no other option. My white button down shirt was unbuttoned more than it ever should be and my black bombshell bra slightly showed itself. I had to say, I was confident about them today. To too off my look, I was wearing big glasses and then my hair in pigtails. Not to mention my tube socks and red Ked's.

We entered the frat house and I immediately remembered this place was from a dream of mine, I believe it was like a frat party concert, oddly enough. I grinned thinking about how cool it would be to hear live music, I hadn't been to a concert since I was in middle school.

"There's Liam," Natalie said after spitting him through a huge group of people. She quickly disappeared and I was left to my own mind to keep me company.

I grinned, as soon as she left my sight I walked straight out of the door we entered, and I began my long walk back to the dorms.

An hour later I was curled up in my pajamas, finishing the rest of my math homework when I heard a knock on the door. I felt my face flush, thinking of how mad Natalie was going to be.

I stood up, and slowly opened the door, but I was shocked to see Harry standing there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked and he bit his lip, trying to control his smile.

"Nice to see you too, Katherine"

I grinned. "Remember when I told you not to call me Katherine?" I asked and he stood up straight.

"Well, Katie," he said and I smiled. "If you're not having too much fun alone here-"

"Harry," I began but I couldn't find the words to say. I hated being alone, and in all honesty I was tired of sitting in the silence.

"Get dressed," he instructed and I didn't oblige. "And I know you were awake the other night," he said and I felt my brain com-puzzle. "Fuck Natalie, you're a big kid now."

Somehow his words comforted me. I grinned, preparing for a full night of Harry Styles.