Fate (H.S)

Chapter 3

(At the party)

Just as we arrived to the party we started to drink and dance. I noticed James in the kitchen and he was. He was so drunk but it didn´t stop him from having more vodka and beer. I started to dance with Harry and his friends (which are my friends too) and then someone put his arms around me and started to kiss my neck slowly. When I turned around I saw James, “hey James stop it you are drunk…” I was pretty drunk too so when he crashed his lips to mine I kissed back immediately. We were making out in the middle of the dance floor when Harry grabbed me by the arm and leaded me outside. “Hey what are doing? I was having so much fun and you have to cut it off like always!! You are so annoying Harold, I hate you” “C´mon Scarlett you are obviously drunk!” Harry laughed. 

When we arrived home he was now pissed and angry, that boy changed moods quickly! I tried to go upstairs but I almost fell because of how of drunk I was, and thanks god Harry was there to catch me before I fell. “Watch out Scarlett, I´m sure next time I won´t let you go to any party! Or at least you won´t drink…”

Since Anne and Gemma went to Cheshire to visit family, Harry and I were alone at home (not that I minded ;). He carried me to my room and sat in the corner of my bed while I was trying to find my pyjamas. “Hey, can you go out? I want to change my clothes” I said, “well I don´t know if you will be able to change by yourself…” he laughed like an idiot, “ha ha ha, how funny Mr Styles” I started to have trouble with the zipper of my dress and Harry got up to help me. He pulled it down and then left the room.

I changed into my pyjamas and went to the living room to find Harry there watching TV. I wasn´t sober but not too drunk, either. I went to the kitchen and drunk a glass of water and then returned to the living room to sit next to Harry. “Haz, I´m sorry for earlier…I didn´t know what I was doing and thanks for stopping it before it went further” I said, I really felt bad about what I did. I always looked so innocent that the people at the party must have thought that I went crazy or something. “No problem Scarlett, I was also pissed because you were making out with a douche bag like him, I just want you to know that you deserve someone so much better than him.”  He turned his head to me and I looked him in the eyes and he smiled at me, “thanks Harry, you are really a good boy and I don´t know how to thank you for everything you´ve done for me” he smiled even wider “I´m glad I could help you Scar, you deserve better than that anyway”.

We kept watching TV. I was with my head on Harry´s shoulder and I started to hear him snoring. When I looked at him he was asleep, “Harry…Harry wake up, please…C´mon” I shook him until he opened his eyes and smiled, “why didn´t you let me sleep here?” “Because I don´t want you to sleep in that uncomfortable couch, and besides it´s cold here and I don´t feel safe sleeping upstairs by myself…” I said and he laughed “what?” I asked, “You said that like I sleep with you in the same bedroom….” Why he had to say that? I felt uncomfortable answering that so I just got up and went to my bedroom.

I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I couldn´t fall asleep so I just laid there thinking. I heard Harry’s footsteps coming to my bedroom so I acted like I was asleep. Harry opened my door and I felt him looking at me from the doorway and then I heard him say “good night” softly that it brought a smile to my face.

I woke up to the sound of thunders and I was so scared. I looked at my clock and it was 4:30, I was only two hours asleep since I went to bed at 2:30. I went downstairs to go to the kitchen and when I was in the living room I heard the sound of something moving in the kitchen and I was so frightened. I stood in front of the kitchen´s door and I suddenly felt someone´s hand closing my mouth. I let out a very loud scream even if he was closing my mouth.

 “Hey don´t worry, it´s just me” said Harry, “you scared the shit out of me!!!”I yelled pissed. He was still behind me and with his hands on my shoulders. I turned around and he was looking at me in a way that I cannot describe…we kept staring at each other and I swear I saw him approaching to kiss me, but then we both looked at the ground and sighed. “Why are you up? It´s almost 5 in the morning” he said looking up again, “the storm. I cannot sleep because I-I´m afraid of thunders…” I said in a low voice. He just chuckled and took my hand to lead me into his bedroom.