Chapter 8

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We pulled up to the mansion, and I rolled my eyes.

I should have expected John Wheeler lives in a house like this. His gold embellished fence was probably more then my entire apartment.

"Let's go!" Harry called over his shoulder as he chugged up the perfectly trimmed yard.

"What's the rush?" I asked thinking of Sadie.

I wonder what Gemma's doing..

Is she gonna come to the party?

I heard alcohol and meds don't mix well.

Or at least her type of medicine.

We reached the front door, gold handles and all, and entered the house.

The bass from the speakers practically blasted my ear drums, as we made our way through the sweaty bodies that filled the place completely.

"Styles!" A voice said from the direction of what seemed to be the kitchen.

Ok then.

I heard no Irwin, but Harry just ignored the call. He seemed to be in a trance, staring off into space.

I followed his gaze and came across, you guessed it, Sadie.

Kissing a guy.

Well making out, with a guy.

Harry's eyes glazed over, and he spoke up.

"I'm gonna, um, go to the uh, bathroom."

His head hung low as he went up the stairs.

I stared at Sadie and the brunette she was making out with.

Calum Hood!

What the hell is she doing?!

My thoughts were interrupted when someone crashed into me.

I turned around to find Gemma kissing someone.

Is it possible to feel your heart break?

Shatter into a million pieces?

Because for some reason, that's how I felt right now.

Hadn't we had a moment, not even 3 hours ago?

Who the hell could she be kissing?

Oh right, her boyfriend.

I almost forgot she had one of those.

Great.

I wandered around aimlessly, and came across a giant marble door.

I pushed open the heavy door, and came across Harry.

Crying.

"Harry?" I softly asked.

His head shot up, and I got déjà vu.

Hasn't this happened before?

"God damn, you've caught me crying twice in the past month." Harry rasped with a dry chuckle at the end.

"Over the same girl, huh?" I sat down next to him.

"I thought we had something Ashton!" He wailed. "I mean she came over today, and like it was awesome."

"I'm sorry man, maybe she didn't think you were exclusive." I reasoned.

She does think he's a giant player...

I can't tell him that.

"Can I just be alone?" He pleaded.

"Nope. Let's go have fun." I pulled him up, and slapped him on the back. "If I don't see you downstairs in 5 minutes, I'm sending a search team."

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I had almost forgot about Gemma and the douche, until I stumbled across them again.

Just my luck.

This time however, Gemma peered Up at me.

"Oh... Hey Ash." She scratched the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Gemma let's go." Luke demanded.

"Lay off man, we're having a conversation." I grabbed Gemma's elbow leading her away from him.

"Why are you dating him again?" I pressed.

"He's a fabulous kisser!" She defended.

I rolled my eyes so hard I could practically feel them fall out of my head.

Realistic right?

"Damn, Gem I guess I'll see you at home."

"Home?" Luke butted in.

Ah, shit.

"Chill Luke, he's my little brothers best friend, we are staying with them." Gemma sassed.

Ouch.

Was that all I was to her?

Hadn't we gone over this?

She must have noticed my sadness because she mouthed,

'We'll talk later'

I hope so.

I turned around to see Harry and Sadie arguing, and it looked heated.

Harry wore a glare that even scared me, while Sadie was smirking.

Harry stormed off, and I approached her.

"Do you realize what you do to him?" I asked her.

"Does he realize what he does to me? Ash, my feelings for him scare me. I mean how long have I know him? A month? I only made out with that guy because I'm sure Harry's sleeping with some whore behind my back." She ranted, out of breath. "It's like a security blanket."

Well actually he's a virgin, so that isn't the case.

"He's a virgin?!" Shock was apparent in Sadie's features.

Fuck fuck fuck

Did I say that out loud?

Holy shit.

"Ok. I never said that! Or at least, Harry can't know I did!" I scrambled, dear lord.

"Chill Ashton! Your secrets safe with me. However, that little slip may have made me like Harry even more! I mean he's a virgin like me!" She squealed.

"You're a virgin too?" What is it with everyone being virgins? I mean I'm also one but she didn't need to know that.

"Ah, join the club!" She said with a smile. Did I seriously say that out loud again?

I must be drunk.

I look down at the cup in my hands and sniff the contents before drinking some more.

Time to let go.

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