Saw You Across The Way.

Hangover With Eleanor Calder

When I had gotten home last night, I didn't think about the torture that would be banging against my skull the next morning. I especially didn't think about it after all the drinking last night. And the almost kiss. That's what I tried not to think about the most. Every time I thought about it all I saw was Harry's head turning and my lips kissing his cheek.

That is not how a first kiss is supposed to go. That is what an old soggy relationship looks like. Not a first kiss. I rolled over. I was hot and sweaty underneath all of the thick covers, and I pulled them off noticing I was only wearing a pair of panties and an oversized tee shirt. I checked my Iphone and saw Eleanor had texted me that she would be here in twenty minutes.

I checked my missed calls and saw that Derek was the only one. He had called seven times.

Ugh. Derek Jones. My ex boyfriend. We had started dating when I was sixteen and we broke up when I was seventeen. For a long time Derek was the sweetest guy I had ever met and all I wanted to do was be with him. Then his friend Landon moved back in town and they started hanging out again. Landon smoked a lot of pot, and drank a lot of alcohol. I always begged Derek not to see him but then I would find him on the way to shool sometimes passed out on the streets. Of course I wouldn't just leave him there. I would take him home and miss school because he needed to be taken care of.

One day I found him. He was on the side of the road. It wasn't on the way to school, I was just coming home from modeling classes. I found him, and he was just laying there. I watched him to see what he would do and then I saw a girl come. She was wearing prostitute clothing and had the most terrifying smile. It didn't matter to Derek though. She sat on his lap and she kissed him. And he didn't reject it. I got out of the car and yelled at him, only to have him yell at me for not saving him again. He told me that he owned me and that I was his whore. He was grabby and I didn't want any of it any more.

He beat me that night. And I will never forget that night.

I got another text from Eleanor and sat up the ringing snapping me out of my thoughts. "Be there in ten!"

I got up and looked at myself. Ew I looked horrifying. I jumped into the shower and jumped right out not bothering to do anything except wash my body and hair.

I tossed on a pair of tight skinny jeans my navy blue Victoria Secret shirt that read PINK across it. I remembered that VS loved when you wore their clothing to meetings and such so that was exactly what I was going to do. I tossed on my black combat boots and black crossbody bag.

El called telling me she was here. I ran to the mirror. My hair had dried and I shrugged. I threw it up into a very messy bun, but it was cute so I kept it. I put on some makeup and got another text from Eleanor saying she was on her way up.

I grabbed my phone and my Marc Jacob caramel Aviators from the night stand and rushed out of the room.

The only ones up were Louis and Harry so I smiled, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.

"Morning Acacia." Lou said

"Goodmorning love." Harry smiled as I was making my way to the door.

"I am most deffinetly not your love." I said slamming the door in his face. It felt weird being rude to Harry but I almost felt like he deserved it. Shrugging it off I flew down the elevator and ran to El's car.

"Morning cutie." El said. I giggled and waved at her. She too had dark sunglasses on and jeans and the same shirt but in yellow. "Hangover?" She asked starting her red convertable.

"Major." I said taking a bottle of Asprin out of my bag and taking three along with a huge gulp of water.

We rode for about  three mintues talking non stop about how crazy all the boys are and nonsense like that but she finally piped up. "So you and Harry huh?"

"Me and Harry what?" I asked leaning my elbow on the window.

"I saw you two last night. You were all over each other." She said turning a corner. "Yeah hardly. What do you call it when you ask a guy if he wants to kiss you, he says yes and then turns away?" I asked.

"A gentleman." She said giggling. "Well I don't know if I like it. I'm from America. We don't have those there." I joked.

"Yeah, but really. Harry likes you." She said. "Not to be rude, but you spent one night with us and I've known him for barely two days? How do you know?" I asked.

"Harry gets this look in his eyes. He was smiling the whole time last night and he wouldn't take his eyes off of you."

"So does Harry get this look in his eyes often?" I asked.

"No. This is the first time I've ever seen it."

"Then how do you know he likes me."  I asked laughing.

"You really like him?" She asked me turning again.

"Yes. I didn't think I would but I do."

"He had this gleam in his eyes last night and it wasn't from the liqour. He had his hands either on your waist, or in your hands. When you talked to other guys he would watch you. Even when you were talking to Niall. He knew Niall was drunk but he got upset because Niall put his hands on you. He was so gloomy when you would leave, but he would light up right when you came by. Harry has been so lonely for such a long time and if he wants to take it slow with you because he really likes you I wouldn't be so quick to complain." She said.

I thought about it for a minute. My mind flashed to thoughts of me and Derek. That whole night I spent deleting pictures and texts we shared. I even went to the tree we carved our names in at one in the morning and scratched it out. But I wasn't thinking about that. I thought about how he was so quick to jump into our realationship and I knew very well that if I had ever agreed to go to a club with him he would have gotten me drunk and taken me to a gross bathroom.

"I guess your right." I smiled. "Were here." El said getting out. "I don't know if my head can take anymore of this." I said before getting out too.