Isabella is your everyday girl. She gets good grades has amazing friends. Her parents adore her and want nothing more then a good education for their daughter. what happens when everything doesn't go as planned? What happens when she comes face to face with a certain boy named Harry, the school's bad ass.


17. louis' party

I'm glad Harry invited me over for dinner, it's my excuse of spending more time with him. Something I would never tell him. I more excited to see him then actually eat the food he will be cooking for us. I never understood how one person could mean so much to you. I thought that only exist within the movies, maybe Harry could be my Jack and I could be his Rose. I want nothing more then to know how he feels, I don't want to be the only one that feels this way. I wish I could get him to open up a little and just tell me, instead of leaving me guessing. Surprisingly my parents were not mad when I came home, they even decided to give me my car back. I never thought missing a car was possible, but I did. With a car you feel free, you can depend on yourself to go places. You can also use it as an escape to run away when you have problems at home. I don't feel the need to impress Harry anymore, before I would do my hair and makeup and make sure I would pick out the perfect outfit. Now I feel comfortable, like I don't have to try as hard. Most likely we would be watching movies after our dinner and I don't want to fight with my clothes to be comfortable. At six I hop in the shower, once I'm clean I get out wrap the towel around me. I play some music to help pass the time of getting ready, I brush my hair and teeth and slip on my clothes, which consits of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I call Harry to tell him he no longer has to pick me up, which he was relieved about he said the food wasn't quite ready anyways. I say goodbye to my parents telling them I would be at Torie's, that I would call them If I decide to stay the night or not. I jumped into my car and start the engine, oh how I missed the purr of it's being. I pulled out of the driveway and head to Harry's, after twenty minutes of blasting music through my speakers. I park my car next to his. I walk the formilar path to his house, and fight against myself rather to knock or not. Letting both sides win I knock once and open the door. "You think You could just walk in?" He askes. I can't tell if he is joking or not so I remain silent. "It's okay Izzy, I'm fucking with you." He bluntly says. "I couldn't tell, anyways what did you make?" I question. "Something easy and amazing." He answers. "Which is what?" I say. "Spaghetti, I know it's nothing special but. "Harry it's fine, infact spaghetti is my favorite." I say truthfully. "Good I bet you like mine better than anyones elses." He states. "I guess I will have to see." I say. I watch as Harry prepares two plates of food. I asked if he wanted help but he refused, he said I'm the guest to let him wait on me. After eating the food he was right Harry's spaghetti is now my favorite. "So." He says cocky. "You were right." I say. "I thought so." He counters. "Now what?" I ask. "Well Louis is throwing a party at his dorm I was thinking we could go there." He says. I do not want to go to another party. I'm so sick of partying every weekend. Before meeting Harry I would never think about partying now it seems like that's all I ever do. Every weekend there's another party. "I'm guessing by that face you don't really wanna go." He says. "I was just thinking we could watch movies or something." I state. "How about this we go say hi stay for like an hour then come back." He says. "Fine, but only an hour." I state. Then I realize I'm not dressed for a party, great show up wearing sweats and t-shirt, with no make up not to mention my hair looks like a birds nest on top of my head. "You look great Iz don't worry about it." He says as if he was reading my thoughts. I smile at him, if I look okay in Harry's eyes then everyone else doesn't matter. We take his car and head to Louis' dorm, and by dorm I mean the entire sixth floor. I didn't expect this many people to be here. I just thought it would be a simple dorm room party. I feel out of place without any of my friends here, almost half of everyone is covered in tattoos and piercings. I'm the outcast. "Harry I thought you said this was a dorm party?" I ask. "It is everyone in the dorm rooms on this floor is partying." He answers. I wish he had been more specific early, I wouldn't have gone. "Izzy?" I hear from behind me. "Torie, when did you get here, infact why are you here." I ask. Before she could answer Niall walks up handing Torie a cup of liquor. "Here ya go babe." He states, before kissing her on the cheek, leaving us alone to talk. "So you and Niall huh?" I question. "Yea it just happened, but he's great underneath it all." She answers with a smile. "But what about you and Harry?" She askes. "Uhh nothing we're just friend." I say not knowing if I'm telling the truth or not. "Here." Harry says while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "I don't want to drink." I say. "If I'm staying an hour for you the least you can do is have one drink with me." He states. I don't argue back I take the cup from his hand and take a drink. This time it's not bitter, it's sweet. "What is this?" I ask. "It's rumchatta, but don't drink too much it will knock you on your ass." He says while laughing. An hour later I don't find myself in Harry's bed or his house for that matter. I'm in someone's dorm room with someone laying next to me. After fighting with myself to roll over and see who it is, I do so. I am relieved to roll over and meet Harry's eyes. "Hi" He says while starring at me. "Hey, what happened to your house?" I question. "You were complaining you wanted to sleep so I brought you to Louis room." He answers. "Have you been here with me the entire time?" I ask. He nods. "You didn't have to." I state. "I know but I wanted to." He says. I watched as Harry's face inches closer to mine he placed a slow soft kiss on my lips. I was a bit taken back. I thought it was gonna be a sloppy make out kiss but instead, it was sweet. His hands never left my hips. "Harry can I ask you something?" I found myself saying without thinking. "Anything." He says. "What are we, like where do we stand with one another. I know that I like you but how do you feel about me?" I question. The room fell silent, I felt Harry let go. "I'm not getting into this right now." He says. "You just said I could ask you anything." I state. "Yea I did, but that doesn't mean I have to answer." He says moving away from me. "I don't see why you just can't talk about your feelings." I whisper. "Feelings, Izzy I have no damn feelings." He says slightly raising his voice. "Everyone has feelings You're just to damn scared to admit them." I say while sitting up. He stays silent. "This was mistake, I shouldn't have said anything. Now you know how I feel and you just don't care." I say as I stand up. "Where are you going?" He questions. "Away from you, you're just wasting my time." I argue. "Don't leave, you just don't understand." He fights back. "Well then make me understand." I say. "I can't I just can't." He says running his fingers through his curls. "Bye Harry." I state as I walk towards the door. Before I can get out I feel Harry wrap his arms around my waist. "Don't leave me Izzy, Don't leave me like everyone else." He whisperes into my ear. I couldn't move, I was frozen. The last thing I wanted to do was leave him, so I stayed.
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