Flaws || h.s.

Chapter Twenty Two

A/n: hi everyone!! I know this is only the second time i've updated this summer and believe me no one feels worse about my infrequent posting more that I do. I've just been so busy with hockey and vacation and famil stuff. I've been writing a lot, so expect lots of fun stuff in the future!! This chapter is a total filler and I am so sorry. Thank you for being so patient and I love you guys so much:)

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After graduation, all of my friends made the long drive to our apartment in London. My and Harry's mothers had made food for the party so we hardly to do any of the work other than drive it out there. Our place was packed within a half hour of our arrival. The few friends I'd made over the past couple of months came, including Leah, Mike, Scott, and even Char. Harry invited some of his friends, too. Ed, Nick, Kate, Niall, Louis, and Eleanor all came, in addition to more than a few that I didn't know the names of. Anne, Gemma, my mother, and Jackson all came. Jackson brought a case of beer and smiled at me and said, "A house warming present."

I thanked him and put it in the kitchen with the rest of the alcohol. I didn't need to tell him that I wasn't drinking anymore, that it made me feel any worse, that my father was an alcoholic and I would be on my way there if I wasn't careful. Harry and the other guests at the party appreciated it, especially some of my friends who weren't eighteen yet and couldn't get their hands on alcohol most of the time.

"Hi, Beth," Eleanor gushed as she hugged me eagerly. "It's so great to see you! You look awesome. Congrats on graduating by the way! God, this place is gorgeous! How long have you guys lived here, again? I love these windows!"

It took me a minute to process all she was saying. "We've been here a little over two weeks. And thanks," I smiled as she turned towards the kitchen.

"I'm gonna get food. Come on, let's walk and talk,"

I followed Eleanor into the kitchen. All the food smelled so good, I actually wanted to eat for a change. I ate breakfast AND lunch today, how much would I gain if I ate dinner too? I felt sick already from the pancakes, the tuna salad sandwich, and the apple I ate today. It rolled in my stomach the entire time I sat on the stage in my gown listening to the various speeches.

"Beth?" Eleanor looked at me, waving her hand in front of my face. "Hello?"

I snapped out of it and smiled. "Sorry, I totally zoned out," I took a paper plate from the counter and got some macaroni salad and a hot dog. I followed Eleanor to the living room where some folding tables and chairs had been set up. I sat down next to her while she dug into her food.

"I haven't eaten since lunch, I'm starving," she said, taking a sip from her red solo cup. "So how have you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages!"

"Things have been... better. I've been a lot better. I'm really excited to start uni in the fall," I said.

"Ah! That reminds me, I have to show you around the campus. And you can have my old books if you take any of the same classes, believe me, it is totally not worth it to buy new ones," Eleanor rolled her eyes. "But good. I'm glad you've been getting better. I hope things stay like this forever."

"Me too," I said dreamily, then pushed my plate away, only a bite taken out of my hotdog and my macaroni salad hardly touched.

"Hey, I'm gonna get more sangria. Want some? It's delish," Eleanor winked, standing up, empty plate in hand.

"Nah, that's okay, thanks though," I stood up, too, moving to throw my untouched plate away. "I'll see you later, El."

"Okay! Good talk," she waved slightly and we went our separate ways.