Chapter 3 "The Party"

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After all that drama with Harry and Brittany, I realized that Harry really missed me. I could see it in his eyes. So today I decided to apologize to him in science, the only class he doesn't have with Brittany.In class, I took my seat next to Harry, gathered the teacher's instructions and started to work.

When Harry seemed distracted enough not to notice me, I took my pencil and poked him in the cheek, right on his dimple."Oh hey (y/n)." said Harry earnestly. "Hey. Um, Harry, listen... Ijustwanyounoisorry." the last part seemed to come out of my mouth before I could get my tongue around them. "What?" asked Harry confused. "I just want you to know that I'm sorry that I was such a huge bitch to you, you don't deserve it." I explained more clearly.

"No, I'm sorry. I should have known that kissing Brit while you could have been watching was a real dick move and really wrong." he responded. "So... are we good now?" I asked hopefully. "You better believe it." he responded with a smile and a hug.

"Oh I also was going to ask you if you wanted to come to my half-birthday party tonight." he added. "Oh. Yeah! Totally!" I exclaimed with great enthusiasm & a huge grin. "Cool! It's at 6:00 and ends at 1:00. You don't have to get me anything." "Ok cool!"
                                (3hrs later)

*Ding-Dong* I stood at the front of harry's doorstep at 6:00 on the dot. Harry opened the door. "Damn." he whispered. He was probably taking in the view of me in my prime hotness, I did want him to like me, but I didn't to seem too desperate. I was wearing a tight black low-cut t-shirt, a purple pendant necklace, short shorts & my favourite black knee high, high-heeled boots.

"Can I come in or are you just going to stare at me?" I asked with a smirk. "Yeah! Sure, come in." he replied a little louder than necessary. When I walked in, Harry kept staring at me and biting his bottom lip... when suddenly Brittany flounced up to him with a "Happy half- birthday Hazza babe!" and a dazzling smile that did not quite reach her cold grey eyes.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Brittany asked rather rudely. "I invited her Brit." replied Harry nwith a slight look of surprise etched on his beautiful face. "Oh! Oops, my bad!" she exclaimed with a stupid little giggle that was so fake and girly that I had to restrain myself from slapping that stupid smile off her goddamned face.

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