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🦋 6: Second Summer : Party

"I don't know what I was thinking but I'm not trying to get in a habit of letting you talk me into going places I'm not familiar with."

Harry chuckled and then reached over to the passenger side and squeezed Zayn's thigh. "Oh, come on, Z."

"What did you call me?"

He hesitated. "Um... Z? What's wrong with that?"

Zayn shook his head with a grin. "Nothing. It's just that was the first time in my entire life that I've been called that. No one has ever given me any kind of nickname before."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Wow."

"I know."

"Well now you have one given by me."

"And your friends already call you H so I can't really give you one."

"Yeah, but you can give me something they can't give me."

"What?"

"A pet name."

Zayn nodded with a soft laugh. "True." He also wondered if Harry had one for him because he surely hadn't heard it yet if he did. "But back to the topic at hand. I'm nervous about going to a party full of college kids. I haven't even started my freshman year yet and you're already exposing me to this."

"Yes. So you can let loose a little bit. You really need it."

"I do?"

"Definitely. Plus you'll get to experience it so you'll know what to expect when you're invited to one of these parties once you start college."

"I'll probably turn down the invite and not go though."

"Then that's an even bigger reason to go tonight then. So you'll at least get one in."

He shrugged. That was terrible reasoning but if that made some sense to him then he figured trying to get out of this one wasn't something he'd try to do just yet.

"Did you tell your parents you were going to a party?"

"No."

"So you lied to them?"

"I didn't say that. I said I didn't tell them I was going to a party."

"What did you tell them then?"

"I told them I was going to hang out with some friends and that I was bringing you along."

"So you picked your words carefully."

"And you?"

"I told my grandparents I was going out with you. So I didn't have to lie either. It helps that they're old and trust me to go alone simply because I'm an adult."

Harry was thinking on that. "Okay, when you say going out with me, does that mean..."

"No. I wasn't telling them I was going on a date with you."

"So they still don't know?"

"No. But only because I haven't said anything and they haven't seen me kiss you yet. Not because I'm hiding. I've decided not to do that anymore."

"What made you change your mind?"

"They won't be around much longer. And I don't want to spend the time they have left hiding from them. It doesn't seem right to do that."

"That's a good reason, Z."

He nodded. "Yeah."

Just minutes later after that conversation, they finally arrived at a huge house out in the suburbs. Cars were already parked outside along the street and Zayn couldn't believe so many were on the grass. That was an automatic sign that the owners of the house could not have been home because no way would they allow a bunch of college students to destroy their front yard like this. Since there was no room for Harry to park close to the house, he had to park around the block and they got out and walked.