It's Complicated... - H.S

Chapter 11: Nobody.

A/N: this song resembles Hunter. You'll understand later when you read. Also the picture above is Hunter!!!

I put on the tightest dress that I own, and do my makeup just right, knowing that I don't need to do this, but wanting to for myself, wanting to feel pretty for the night. I look in the mirror, and nod to myself...

No thinking about Harry tonight, not one part of me is allowed to think about Harry. The door buzzes, and I know Krys is here, and I leave my bedroom, going to meet her outside. I walk from my room, my heels clicking on the floors of the apartment, my mind set on getting outside without a problem.

    "Who's that?" I turn to see Harry at the top of the landing, his eyes taking me in full right now, looking at my outfit, making my cheeks burn red.

    "Krys. I'll talk to you later." I mumble, reaching for the door.

    "Where are you going?" He asks, stopping me from reaching for the door again.

    "A party, a club, somewhere that I can do whatever I want, and just have fun." I tell him truthfully.

    "Well you could have fun with me... Why do you... Why are you wearing that?" He asks, and I know he doesn't mean it the way he comes across.

    "Because I look good, and because I can Harry. Are we done here?" I ask, and he looks like he's fighting himself.

    "I didn't mean it like that Goldie... You look good I just meant, what kind of party are you going to? Are you going to be drinking?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.

    "Most likely, thanks for checking in dad, glad I could let you in on every detail of my life." I grumble, and my phone vibrates. I pick it up quickly, "Hey I'm coming I was just-" I start.

    "Put the damn phone on speaker..." She mumbles. I do what she says, putting the phone on speaker, and holding it up. "Hey cockblock! Yes you Harry, let the girl have fun and crawl out of her ass unless you're going to grow a pair and actually-" I cover the phone taking it off speaker quickly, hanging it up.

    "I have to go, Krys is obviously impatient and you're holding me up. I'll see you tonight." I mumble, grabbing the door now.

    "Please be careful... Call me if you need anything please..." He mumbles, and he sounds almost helpless, like he's holding himself back from saying what he wants to say. I don't reply to him, and walk out of the door, seeing Krys on the side of the street, also in a fun tight dress, her natural curls hanging down as usual.

    "I'm sorry, he was holding me up, but he's out of my hair for good tonight." I smile at her, and she hooks her arm with mine.

    "Good, he's truly the biggest cockblock I've ever met, you need dick or good drinks, that's what you need." She tells me, pulling me along. We get on the train, this being one of the only times I've been on it this late at night, and I won't lie when I say I'm a bit nervous. I used to go to parties a lot, but normally Harry was with me, and it was in a room full of people I knew.

I don't really know anyone that's going to be here. I don't even know what party we're going to. Is it an NYU party, or a school nearby? Is it going to be one of those "parties" that isn't actually a party it's ten people sitting in someone's house drinking shitty beer. "Hey, what the hell is on your mind, you look like you're about to shit your pants." Krys pulls me out of my trance, and I look to her, feeling the train start to slow.

    "I'm just nervous, I haven't been to a college party yet." I tell her truthfully, feeling close enough to her that I can be transparent.

    "They're the same as high school parties, just less dramatic, most everyone is minding their business, hanging out with their people." She tells me, and she's leading us through the city, but I know anytime we're out together she will be leading.