"What is she doing here?" Madison asks.
"But I told you." Harry says, "Kate and I will both come to your party. I mean, when you invited me, Kate and I were both present. I also told you that Kate and I already had plans together, but we arranged it like that so we could drop by your birthday party, but since we don't seem very welcome we might as well lea-"
Madison groans. "No, of course I don't mind both of you to stay. You are both very welcome at my party." She says and looks at Harry with a nice smile but all I get is a . . Not so nice look, but I'm okay with that. It's always been like this, people aren't too fond of me, but for Harry's sake they let me tag along . . . No one really wants to be my friend. Always been like this, always will be like this. I guess it's just how it works.
"I . ." I begin stammering. "She's here with me." Harry says firmly, just like old times, but instead of accepting it, like I used to, I am ashamed that I cannot stand up for myself so I look down, too embarrassed to look Steve in the eye.
Harry in front of me enters the house and I follow. I look around to find that I don't know anyone in here. Of course I know them by their faces, because I pass them by in school, but no ones gives a look of recognition when I walk pass them. I am not so sure if Harry knows that I am following him, but when he suddenly stops to talk to some guy whose name I don't know, I realise that he doesn't know or at least doesn't want me to.
I turn around to find a quiet corner where I can hide, because I'll just have to wait for Harry to take me back home since he drove me here and my sense of orientation is so bad that I'll probably get lost in the woods or something. When I begin to walk away Harry quickly touches my wrist and looks at me with a look that somewhat says 'wait' and I nod, but take a step back, because I don't want to give the impression that I am eavesdropping.
He says something to the boy I don't recognise and nods. After that he turns to me, 'come on. We'll find a corner where we can hide.'
As if he's done this a thousand times, which he probably has, he takes my hand and leads me through the mass of people on dancing, grinding on each other. He even gives his best at giving me enough space, so people aren't necessarily confining me, which is very thoughful. On our way to who knows where I grab a full bottle of water that's standing on a cupboard and follow Harry.
Whilst blindly following Harry I inspect the bottle. When it's proven by myself as okay, I open it and take a big sip. It tastes all right, I think, so I take another big gulps of it, quickly downing half the bottle. I didn't even know I was thirsty.
I don't think much about it, until I notice Harry staring at me with wide eyes and then quickly taking the now almost empty bottle from me and gapes at the bottle and me and the bottle and me and . . . "Where'd you get that?" He asks kind of rushed and hushed and other wprds that end with 'ushed'. Maybe shushed. Urgent, but that doesn't end with 'ushed'. "I grabbed it from the cupboard in the kitchen." I answer. "And you just decided, that it'd b a good idea to down it all?" He asks aghast.
"Don't be stupid. I inspected it first." I emphasise. "Do you think that I am a moron?" I point at myself. "I wouldn't just take . . . a random . . ." I begin to feel a bit dizzy. I look up at Harry, who looks at me with worried eyes. "Uh oh." I whisper before beginning to giggle. 'Giggle': What an odd word. What an odd feeling. Giggling. It's like . . . giggling. I laugh at myself for my stupid thoughts.
I just hear Harry groaning and muttering something under his breath what I think is something about me having been a moron. "Excuse me?" I say. "What exactly was that, mister?"
He opens a door and sits me on the bed while he takes a seat on the couch. "Nooooooooooooo" I whine. "Sit here." I say and pat the bed next to me and lay down on my back and close my eyes. I don't hear him moving, so I prop myself on my elbows and watch him slowly and hesitantly getting up and shuffling towards the bed and sits next to me, making sure to leave a big gap between us. "I promise I won't bite." I say. He scoots a teensy bit closer.
I grab his arm, slightly annoyed by him being so shy. I think the water might have been spiked with something. I guess my inspecting skils aren't that good . . But instead of getting stuck with my random thoughts I just begin blurting out what I have thought about Harry. "I want you to know that you don't have to be nervous around me, Harry. I know you're holding something back. And you can just let it go. It's just me and I--" I get interrupted by two kissing boys entering the room, but then quickly leaving when they see that it's occupied.
Completely thrown off by what happened, I can't seem to know what I wanted to say. "Well, that was random." I say. Harry next to me just shrugs. "Happens way more often than you might think." "Horny teenagers not being able to do the deed?" I ask. "No. I thought you were surprised by gays." He says. "Why would I be? No, I was just surprised that it actually happens, just like in the movies, that people get drunk and have sex with each other."
"Or drink spiked water and begin talking open about certain things." Harry adds. "Yeah, or that." I pause. "Listen, if I begin saying something strange, just as they do in the movies, you'll stop me, right?" "If that is what you want in your drunken state, sure." He smiles weakly at me.
"Okay, I have to ask." I begin. "Have you ever kissed a boy?" I ask Harry. He lets out a small laugh. "Yes." He answers. "Really?" I laugh, but then stop. "How was it?" I ask, honestly interested. "I don't know, normal. It certainly didn't feel wrong as some describe it. How about you? Ever kised a girl?" He asks, imitating me.
"Oh please." I say. "This must be the dumbest question ever. Why would I have kissed a girl, when I never even had real friends beside you in kindergarten and elementary school? I never had the chance. I also haven't ever kissed a boy if that was going to be your next question. And don't act so surprised, Harry. I know that you knew that, or must've assumed it."
"I guess I assumed it. But when I say that I don't mean it like no guy wouldn't want to kiss you. You're great--" He begins saying, but I cut him off. "Stop!" I say and hold both my hands up. "This begins sounding too much like a movie. If this was a movie, you'd say that I am great and blabla and I'd say something like, but no one noticed or some crap and you'd say something like 'I see you' or i don't know and then we'd kiss, but No. I am not a movie cliché. And now I just realised how stupid this must sound and you're just like 'what the hell, Kate?' Yeah, . . I guess that's the way I have turned out. Sorry."
"Don't be sorry, Katie." He says with a glint of something, I can't quite put my finger on, in his eyes. "I think I'll better get you home."
"That'd be nice. I think I have embarrassed myself enough for tonight, even though you should know that you, Mister Styles, are not off the hook. I still have tons of questions in my reportoire." I say.
Still having some courage that whatever must have been in my drink I reach my arms out for Harry. "Carry me." I say. "Please." I quickly add.
"Just this once, Katie." He says and picks me up.
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Uhm . . . what even was this chapter :'D I don't even know. The first part of the chapter I wrote whilst babysitting. But before you think, that I let the little kid that I babysit unsupervised, you should know that we were fighting, okay? All right, this doesn't me it sound better *sweats nervously*
She wanted to eat chocolate, but I didn't lt her, because last time, her mother wasn't pleased, at all. So to prevent that from happening, I didn't allow her to eat sweets, and then she got mad at me, stompd her foot on the ground, punched me, whined and all that stuff that 5 year olds do and went to her room and didn't let me in, so I took that chance to write and now I finished it. I hink thus chapter has been a bit different to the prevous ones and I really need to get forward with the plot, so I just .. leaped into it haha. sooooooorry
AND HAVE A GOOD ONE TOMORROW!!!!! Have a super amazing start into 2015!!!!
Marjo x
