Earned It

Chapter Seventeen: The Party

Shannon walks me over to where she set her stuff down on the bleachers. James went over to his team and Pat and Tyler got changed into their football uniforms to get ready for the game to begin.

"It's alright, girlie. You should be happy you even got nominated."

She's right. People are starting to know who I am. I should be proud of that.

I hug her and see Mr. Styles looking at us from over her shoulder.

I keep thinking about it. Did I overreact before? I do like Harry a lot but he I don't know if I can fully trust him after the comment he made earlier. I guess I'll have to talk to him.

"I have to go to the bathroom... I'll be right back." I let Shannon know and walk under the bleachers.

Harry saw me get up and followed me under. I slowly make my way over to him. He tries to hug me but I push him off.

"Why won't you even hug me? I said I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? For saying another TWO peoples names while I was blowing you? How do you think that makes me feel? I am already insecure as FUCK and you know that. I am in my head thinking about you all the time and to have you be thinking about other people makes me feel like a piece of shit. You're gonna need a lot more than a sorry." I turn and begin to walk away.

I feel his manly hands grab my arm.

"Please don't walk away from me. I really am sorry. I got you something." I turn back toward him and see him holding something in his other hand.

He opens it revealing a necklace with his initials on it.

"What is this for?" I ask.

"I just want you to always think about me whenever you're sad."

"Okay so like what are we? I can't just wear your name on my neck and not know what we are."

He's quiet. You can tell in his face he doesn't know what he wants.

"I don't know what I want yet. This is all so new and I'm your teacher. I just-"

I take the necklace out of his hands and chucks in over the fence behind the bleachers.

"You may not know what you want, but I do. Come back to me when you know what you want. I am not going to wait for anyone."

I turn and walk out from under the bleachers. I don't turn around. I just want him to feel the same towards me as I feel towards him. I want Harry and I am not gonna wait for him to figure out what he wants.

I sit back down with Shannon and we cheer on James and the rest of the team for the rest of the game. We wait for James after the game and congratulate him on his victory.

"Are you girls ready to go to Pat's house."

We both nod and head to his car. We all drive to the house.

It's a mansion. There's loud music that can be heard from outside and hundreds of teenagers walking into the house with cases of beer.

We head inside to see hundreds of our classmates with red solo cups. Pat comes over.

"Welcome ladies, Punch is in the other room. Feel free to help yourself." He heads off to go flirt with some girls.

"Do you guys wanna drink?" James asks.

I have never drank alcohol before... It's all so new to me. I don't wanna seem like a loser and I wanna get Harry off my mind so maybe it's not a bad idea. 'Bad idea' by Ariana Grande plays from the speakers.

"Yeah sure. Lets have some fun." Shannon says. I agree with her and the three of us head into the other room to get some cups.

We see Fran getting punch as well. She is slurring her words and having trouble standing.

"Have you guys seen Hadley?" She asks.

"We just got here. I haven't seen anyone."

Usually Fran and Hadley are inseparable. It's weird to see one of them without the other. Fran runs off to try and look for her other half.

We all get cups and begin drinking. It tastes like fruit punch. I thought this would taste bad but I actually enjoy it.

We head to the dance floor and begin dancing to the music. We finish the first cup of punch and go back for more. The night goes on and I lose track of how many cups I had.

I start to think about Harry a lot and my mood changes completely.

"What's wrong Y/N." Shannon slurs.

I tell her everything that we have done including what happened at the football game.

"Why did you not tell me any of this? Like we are supposed to be best friends and you don't tell me anything?" Shannon starts to get teary.

Was it something I said? I didn't think I was being mean by not telling her. Maybe it's the alcohol.

"You're my best friend, Shannon. I love you no matter what and I will tell you everything from now on and I won't let anything get in between us not even Mr. Styles cause we are two strong women and Like we don't need no man." I ramble on drunk.

"I am not feeling so go-" Shannon pukes all over me.

I scream and James comes running over to see what happens.

Shannon is leaned over now puking on the floor. The whole room is watching her. James takes her cup and puts it down and begins to carry her out of the party.

"Im taking her home. I'll come back and get you if you need." James says before leaving.

I head upstairs to wash off the puke from my clothes. It's on everything. I try to drunkenly fix my clothes when I hear a knock on the door.

"Is Hadley in here?"

I open the door to see Fran still looking for her friend.

"I haven't seen her."

We hear some guys laughing from down the hall. Fran begins to walk down and I stumble after her. She bangs on the door.

"Let me in. Who is in there?"

Pat Sacco answers the door but only lets us see him in the doorway. Fran is eagerly trying to look around him. "Have you seen Hadley? Where is she?"

"Fran?" We hear Hadleys voice from inside.

Fran pushes Pat aside to see her in nothing but her underwear on the bed in the room. There are four football players along with Pat.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING IN HERE. She is clearly unconscious and not in the right state of mind. What is wrong with all of you." Fran heads over and dresses her.

"Fran?" Hadley asks again. "Can we go home? I'm tired."

"Yes. Yes. We Are going home right after you get your clothes back on."

I help Fran with Hadley as all the boys leave the room. We hear one of the boys. "Man, they ruined all the fun."

Fran and I carry Hadley down the stairs and out of the party. We put her in Fran's car.

"Are you sure you can drive?" I ask.

"Yes. I didn't drink that much and we need to get her home."

Hadley is sleeping in her seat already. I sit in the passenger seat and Fran begins driving home.

It is silent in the car and we are driving for a little while. The road is dead.

I go on my phone and begin to text Harry that I miss him when all of a sudden I feel the car hit into something. I look up and see Fran freaking out. She hops out of the car.

I slowly try and unbuckle myself. I exit the car and I look under the wheel. All I see is...blood and a body.

I think it's Angela...