Chapter Eight

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Meredith's POV

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"Oh my god did you see when Alan Ashby did the guitar thing, I think I died!" Paige giggled as we made our way through the parking lot of the arena.

"Yes! He's so dreamy, he's my ginger prince!" I joke and she smacks my shoulder.

Luke and Harry are trailing behind us clearly bored with our conversation on how perfect the band members are.

Warped Tour was amazing, even if my date was Harry. I'm so glad Paige invited me. Harry and I didn't really speak during the performances, I was too busy singing along, and he was too busy checking me out in my new outfit to do anything else.

We jumped into Luke's old, rusty Volkswagen van, Luke was driving and Paige was in the passenger seat, while Harry and I were in the back.

It was incredibly hot, and Luke's van had no air conditioning so I decided to take off my top, and just wear my black tank top.

I see Harry looking at me from the corner of his eye so I decide to speak up.

"Can I help you with something?" I smirk

He looks a little surprised that I called him out on his staring, and his jaw tenses and he shakes his head.

"Thought so, staring is rude" I comment. I don't know what has gotten into me or why I'm being so blunt, maybe it's the adrenaline from the concert still running through my veins.

"Fuck off, I want nothing from you, nor will I ever" he spits

Ouch.

"Harry I was only giving you a hard time, I didn't mean anything by it" I say in a soft voice. He rolls his eyes and I see Luke looking at our little brawl from the rear view mirror, I shrug my shoulders and his eyes turn back to the road.

The rest of the ride home is silent apart from the low volume of the radio playing. The tension in the backseat between Harry and I is thick and I cannot wait to get out of this van.

Luke finally pulls into the parking lot of Paige and I's dorm and I jump out before he puts the van in park, not wanting to talk to anyone.

When I get to the dorm, I change into my PJs and climb into my bed before Paige comes in, she must be kissing Luke goodbye. Gross.

The door creaks open and I hear Paige set her bags down on the floor and sit on her bed.

"What was all that about?" she asks

I don't respond.

"Meredith, I know your awake" she states

"What do you mean?" I say

"What was up with you and Harry?"

"I have no idea, I was just messing with him and he got all harsh" I confess

"Ugh it must be Katrina, no wonder he was being so distant today" she says

"Katrina?"

"Harry's girlfriend" girlfriend? How did I not know Harry had a girlfriend..

"Harry has a girlfriend?!, since when?" I question her, I should have known.

"Since when do you care?" she smiles

"I don't, I just didn't know is all"

"Yeah, him and Katrina have been off and on for a while, she brings out the worst in him" she shrugs

"Oh"

"Well I guess we should get some sleep, it's been a long day" Paige yawns and pulls back the covers on her own bed.

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