Falling For Harry

Chapter Two

When I walked back to Harry, he was right were he said he would be. At the door. "Ready?" He asked. "Yeah. I'm ready." I said while taking a deep breath. Harry slipped his coat on and opened the door for me. "Thanks, and by the way, did I mention that this is my first party?" I said in a friendly way. "Really? So, your like a senior and you haven't been to a party?" He said joking around with me. "Well, unless you count going to a five year olds birthday party, then no." I said with embarrassment.

As we walked he asked little simple questions about me and shit like that. "So, your a senior in high school, eight-teen years old, never been to a party before, unless you wanna count that five year olds, and you don't have a boyfriend?" He looked down at me with a tiny grin on his face. "Right, and I never did tell you if I do or don't have a boyfriend, but your right. I don't have one." I told him being honest.

"Interesting. Could I get your number before I go?" He asked me. I looked up at him but his eyes were focused on the road ahead of him. "Sure." I said. I gave him my number and we walked back in silence.

When we arrived back at the party, he told me he had to go, and then left. I went back to find my friends gone. They had left the party to go back to Stacey's house. My parents had no idea I was at a party and if they found out I would be killed. I pulled out my phone quick and texted Carrie.

"Where the fuck are y'all!" It wasn't but a minuet later when my phone went off.

"Yeah, we left it was getting late and the text messages weren't going threw and we had to go, so we are at Stacy's, if you wanna come!" Shit. I said in my mind. "No, I would have to pass my house to get there and my parents have friends over, because there all going on a cruise tomorrow. I'll just go home." I sent it and grabbed my wallet and walked home.