My Alpha, Your Omega

Chapter 9: Party

Harry's POV

Helping with the tidying and ordering food was easy and calming. Louis and I worked great together in tandem. Occasionally I would stare at him getting unfocused, but wanting to please him was much more important to me so I'd snap out of it so I could do the task at hand.

It was funny, he said cleaning this room was his job when we first met, yet I gleefully helped wipe down the counters. They were gross and sticky and by the time I was done with them they were so shinny and the room smelled of lemons because of the scent of the cleaner. Louis was wiping down the table and chairs and was about to sweep when I chimed that I could do that.

Sweeping away and dancing with the music he had put on, I focused in on the crap on the floor. I already knew how it all was basically for nothing because Louis would have to clean this area up after tonight and before their classes. While I was dancing away I heard Louis order a ton of pizza and soda, which I was kind of over with. I wanted some veggies and something healthy like a smoothie. Among feeling sluggish I was very aware of my surroundings, which was good because new courtship/dating could be tricky.

I dreamed of pairing like this, so I didn't mind. I grabbed my blender and made a smoothie for myself with frozen fruit I had bought the day my parents dropped me off. I had some left over so I gave some to Louis. He pouted wanting more and I sighed giving in with a grin. "This is great babe!", He said surprised, and I giggled at the new pet name that he gave me.

My phone buzzed and I looked at it. SARAH! My best friend Sarah! I answered quickly calling each other profanities which was our nicknames. Louis looked amused and started putting out the plastic plates and cups. I look over and have some eye contact and mouthed 'friend'. He nodded and continued to pick up and I was opening the windows and doing other helpful random things.

"TELL ME! How is your first few days? Any dates coming up?" She piped up and asked. I haven't been able to chat with her for a week because her school started earlier this week. She was a year older, yet she was always kind to me. She was the kind to flutter in every group and was well loved. To me she was a great friend when I had no one and I was excited to tell her. I couldn't divulge the details too deeply because Louis was right there, but I did tell her I met someone.

She squealed and asked for details, but I told her not right now, laughing at her goofiness. She always could crack a smile on my face. She was someone that I could hang out with and she didn't judge me. I feel lucky to even call her a friend and she felt the same for me. I met her by the soccer field when I was down in the dumps when I was 14 and she was 15. She didn't know about my suicide note and I wasn't gonna all her. because I didn't want her to feel like she wasn't a good friend. She was, I was just too deep into my darkness to see.

Her family was awesome too and made me feel right at home. Mr. Jones, Sarah's father owned a pub/bar and he and my friend taught me how to make cocktails. I was good at it and sometimes I'd even work behind the counters when it got too busy. Her dad would always tell me that I brought in the tips, but I never believed him. He'd always pay me well for when ever I helped out, which was dope.

My brunette omega friend and I talked for a bit longer until I saw some students trickling in. I told her I had to go and she said she needed to come visit soon and I was elated. I missed her. Louis put a sign that the party was in here and more and more students came in. The room really came together and looked clean and neat and with all the snacks included on the tables.

With more students, more booze came in and looking at my blender I made up my mind that I'd make cocktails. Wanting to make the dorm B have the best night here, the drinks would be amazing. Looking at the sodas and my frozen fruit, I realized I could do so many kinds and more people brought the ice which was so helpful.