Discover (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

The rest of the week went pretty well, I tried to avoid Harry as much as possible and he didn't even seem to notice. Even in art class I didn't sit with him at the back like usual. It was Friday today and I had just gotten home from school, olive practically forced me into going to the party so I guess that's how I'm spending my Friday night.

We had been shopping straight after school, I'm not even sure how I can afford another dress seeing as I bought one last week. This one was pretty cheap and shorter then usual. I don't think I'll feel that comfortable in it, it sits mid thigh and olive told me I could only wear the dress if I wore heels. Great.

I'm hoping harry won't be at the party, but who am I kidding? Of course he will.

Olive is coming round to mine for a change since last time I went round to hers. Mums not home so I don't have a curfew, but I told olive the time I wanted to be home even with her whines and complaints. Let's just hope she doesn't to drunk off her face so we can't get home. And I, not riding with harry again.

The pounding of the door woke me out of my thoughts,

"Hey violet! you excited for the party!" Olive squealed.

"Not really, I didn't want to go in the first place"

"Quit moaning, and get ready" olive was wearing a dress shorter then usual, my guess was to show of her bits to Liam. Her breast were basically spilling out of her bra. She looks gorgeous as usual though. I wasn't going to say anything.

"Fine" I walked upstairs while she sat in my bed.

I stripped of and put on my lace bra and matching panties, I pulled the dress over my head. It was a plain black one, like last time. It definitely defined my curves and made my boobs look bigger then they normally do. I was impressed.

I applied natural make up adding a bit more eyeliner. I chose not to wear any lip stick. I placed my heels on and olive dragged me out of the house to the car. She turned the exhaust on and we were on out way.

I was extremely nervous, harry might be here and I would rather him not be. I'm planning not to drink tonight, I've never drunk in my life but there's a first for everything right? I just hope olive stops me if I do. I'll look really out of place if I don't.

Pulling up to the drive way was nerve wrecking I don't know what had gotten into me, my stomach was dying. I hopped out of the car and walked to the door of the house, on the way in we got offered a drink I kindly declined them and walked straight to the kitchen. I guess harry isn't here after all.

Once we entered the kitchen I saw louis, he smiled at me and walked over.

"Looks who's here" he said.

"Yeah, blame her" I pointed to olive.

"Want one?" He grabbed a drink, I accepted not wanting to look stupid.

I took the cup, I was finally going to drink alcohol. I held the cup with two hands just looking at it awkwardly, I took it up to my mouth and poured it back, it was a weird feeling, it burnt when going down my throat. It was a mixture of sweet mixed with bitterness, I couldn't help it when I asked for a refill. I can't believe I was actually drinking. The feeling was so foreign, it was nice.

After standing with louis drinking a few drinks, he told me he needed to go talk to someone. I was left standing in the kitchen by myself. I'd had about 5 drinks and I felt myself becoming very drunk I couldn't trust myself to walk.

I searched round the room looking for no one in particular. I spotted a head of curls I had become familiar with and it's as if her knew I was looking because he turned around our eyes meeting.