Invisible String || H.S

Chapter 5

I reach the steps to my apartment and reach for the keys to unlock the door. Walking inside I take off my shoes and flip on the lights in the kitchen.

 I see Isabella's door opened, she must have already left for her date with Chris. I walk to the dining table and rest my bag down and shrug my coat off and rest it on one of the chairs. 

Walking over to the pantry, I open it and rummage for what looks to be an easy dinner. I pull out some pasta noodles and rest them on the counter and search for a pan to fill with water. Putting a pan on the stove to boil, I pull out my phone and lean against the counter, and once again open the music app.

Pulling up Harry's album, I select  Ever Since New York and turn my volume up. The first guitar strum brings the notes to life, Harry's soft voice soon follows. I find myself in a trance, unable to move as his voice fills my kitchen. I'm soon snapped out of it once I see the water boiling. 

I add my pasta noodles to the water and begin steaming some veggies to add to the dinner. I check the temperature for tonight, I'm always the first person to get cold so I make it a habit of dressing accordingly, especially during this season. 

The end notes of Ever Since New York ring out and soon the beginning of Woman begins to play and yet again, I am in awe that the voice singing these songs is the same voice that was making fun of me for eating my eggs scrambled this morning. I check the time and see that its already six, just enough time to eat and get ready before I go to the party. 

I get my dinner together and sit down to eat. Woman is still playing from my phone and I can't help but search Harry up on Instagram.

  Is this weird? No, this is normal ...but I barley know the guy and I'm going to one of his parties. 

Before I talk myself out of not going, I start scrolling  through his posts and from what I can tell, he seems pretty normal. See? No reason not to go. 

There's several photos of him and Niall, and some of his friends I'm going to assume he lives with in Washington. 

A small laugh escapes as I scroll down to the bottom of his feed and see a picture of what appears to be a high school Harry wearing a "Hipsta please" shirt while holding two thumbs up. 

I scroll up some more and find a photo of Harry with two women in front of Boston College, one has their arm around his waist and is kissing him on the cheek while the other is smiling from ear to ear. I bet that's his mother and sister. Following that photo is evidence from his time here at Boston College.

From the Dining Room Table  plays as I finish eating and I feel tears brimming my eyes feeling the sadness and pain in Harry's voice as he sings. Whoever hurt him enough for him to write this song... thank you but also how dare you. 

I pull out my phone and text Isabella to let her know that I'm going to Harry's party and won't be home for a while. 

"Hey, I hope your date is going good. I just wanted to let you know that Harry invited me to a party tonight so I'll be at Nialls, so if I'm not home by the time you get home thats why."

I feel my phone vibrate a couple minutes later with her response. 

"If this date goes good tonight I will NOT be coming home so fingers crossed, but best believe when we're both home tomorrow you're telling me every single detail from that party." reads the text from Isabella.

Before I get the chance to respond I get another text from her. 

"Excuse me, hold up. I'm still not over the fact that this man also invited you to a party. Are you sure all you did was talk when he came over? Also don't you have an exam on Monday missy?? When are you gonna study for that?" 

I laugh at the response and begin to text back. 

"I know, I know, I'm already planning on locking myself in my room all day tomorrow to study and I promise I will tell you everything tomorrow when we're both home." 

I pocket my phone and begin to clean the dishes I used. After loading the dishwasher I check the time and see that its already 7. I walk the short distance from the kitchen to my room and open my closet. 

I browse through the clothes trying to decide what would suffice for the party, tossing some on to try after my shower. 

Once content with my options I walk to the bathroom and begin to strip out of my clothes. Turning on my shower I quickly put on my shower playlist and rest my phone on the counter. 

Warmth consumes my body as I step into the water  and I feel tingles going up my arms and legs as they regain the feeling of warmth. 

As I begin to wash my body, my mind wonders to Ezra but is quickly taken over by thoughts of Harry. I can't get his striking green eyes out my head and his dimpled smile seems to be playing on repeat in my head like his songs. 

What did this invite to the party mean? Surly it wasn't more than just a friendly invite? Right? I run my face under the water hoping to gain some clarity but my thoughts come out just as muddled as if they were shoved in mud. 

I quickly shave my legs and lather myself in body wash before doing a final rinse and reach for my towel. Stepping out, I quickly dry myself before wrapping the towel around my body. I reach for the lotion under my sink and walk back into my room.

Lotioning my body, I look over at the options for what to wear tonight. I settle for a floral dress and place a tan jumper over it pairing it with gold hoops. 

Dropping the towel, I quickly put on the clothes and move to my mirror to begin putting on makeup. 

I continue to listen to music, the sounds of The Police filling my room. I quickly check the time, It's eight already? I quickly finish putting on foundation and begin to put on mascara, fanning the black brush over my eyelashes, watching as they slowly extend. 

I finish my makeup by putting on blush and some lipstick, I pull my hair from its bun and let my curls fall, the bottom tickling my shoulders. I fix some spirals that seem to have a mind of their own and give myself a once over. 

Satisfied, I walk back to my room and quickly spray some perfume and put on my Reebok's. I grab my phone and purse from my bed and start heading towards the living room. I turn off the lights as I leave and reach for my coat that I left on the chair in the kitchen. 

Double checking that I have everything, I open the front door and am met with the feel of fall wind. Locking the door behind me, I quickly step down the stairs. Once at the bottom I pull out my phone and plug in the directions to Niall's. Only a 10 minute walk? Nice. 

I look up and am greeted with the sight of constellations dawning the night sky. I take a moment and take a deep breathe, my face still pointing upwards, unaware of what the night has in store for me. I click start on the directions and my stomach fills with butterflies. 

The walk over does nothing to subdue the butterflies fluttering in my stomach or the thoughts of Harry flooding through my brain. Ten minutes seems to fly by in ten seconds and I soon find myself at the front door of Niall's house. 

I somehow muster up the courage to knock on the door and patiently wait for it to be answered. A minute goes by and I debate knocking again, nervous my first was not loud enough. 

Lifting my fist I'm about to knock when the door suddenly opens and a pair of emerald eyes come into contact with mine and I feel my breath hitch. 

"Evie, love, I'm so glad you could make it" Harry says with a smile. 

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