It felt like the events of last night had been a dream, but when I woke to Louis sleeping on my floor next to my bed and the others sprawled out around my room, I knew that all of it wasn’t just a dream. I got up trying not to wake anyone but I accidentally tripped over Niall making him stir.
“Wha-- what?” he said in a groggy voice.
“Sorry just me,” I replied stepping over him.
“Oh Amber, hey.”
He slowly sat up from his spot on my carpet. I continued walking out the door and he followed me.
“What time is it?” he asked yawning as we made our way downstairs.
“Almost ten,” I replied.
He nodded. “Hey are you okay?” he stopped me.
“Yeah, just a bad dream.”
“It seemed like more than just a bad dream.”
“I’m fine really.”
He held up his hands in defense and I just sighed elbowing him in the arm playfully. For some reason I decided to go in the backyard and I plopped down on a lawn chair by the pool. Niall again followed me and sat down as well. The sun was already high over the horizon and there was a warm breeze floating around. I looked down to the lake and saw the rowboat drifting in the water. A small smile appeared on my lips as I thought about last night, but it quickly faded when I remembered what had happened after that.
Niall pulled me back down to earth, “That trampoline looks tempting,” he said pointing to it.
I had never noticed a trampoline there before, if I had I would’ve gone on it by now, “Race you there,” I said taking off.
I wasn’t very fast because he quickly caught up to me and beat me to it. Since we were both already bare foot we climbed on and began jumping around like little kids. I was laughing so hard because Niall would keep jumping really high and then coming back down making me pop up and eventually fall on my butt. He had brought in a soccer ball and was currently trying to kick it so it would make me fall again.
“Oh score!” we heard a yell from the house. Louis came running out followed by the other three boys. They all climbed on and began jumping around.
“Are you sure it can hold us all?” I said between giggles. My stomach was beginning to hurt from laughing so hard.
“I hope,” screamed Louis crashing into Zayn knocking him over.
We the whole afternoon just goofing around in the backyard. The sun had passed overhead and was now starting to settle in the west. We were currently playing a very intense game of “football” as they called it, of course. It was Louis, Niall, and me versus Liam, Zayn, and Harry and naturally my team was winning. I finally had control of the ball, which was rare since Niall and Louis were such ball-hogs. I ran through the grass my feet brushing against it. I heard someone coming from behind me, but I kept going. I was so close to the goal when I trip over my own legs and fell to the ground. The person following me wasn’t prepared so they fell on top on me.
“Oof,” I grunted hitting the ground.
The person had rolled over so now I was laying on them. I opened my eyes and found myself staring into Harry’s deep green ones. A smirk was plastered on his face, I was grinning widely as I felt my cheeks turn a dark shade of pink. Then my phone vibrated in my pocket.
I quickly scrambled up and pulled it out and turned on the screen, I had a text from Ashton.
Ashton: Hey Amber, I’m running a little late so I won’t be able to pick you up till 6:15-6:30. Sorry hope that’s okay :)
I looked at the time, “Oh my gosh, it’s past 5:30, I have to get ready.” I glanced up to see Harry with a frown on his face. “Sorry, guys we can finish the game later,” I said quickly running inside up to my room.
I threw off the sweats I was wearing and jumped in the shower. Occasionally a piece of grass would go down the drain from rolling around so much. Once I had finished I made my way to my closet. I hadn’t worn anything fancy in ages so I had no idea what to wear. I finally decided on a dark blue dress and some black heels, I pulled it on and returned to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. When I was done it was already 6:05, so I made my way downstairs. I passed Harry in the hallway and he stopped and glared at me. I thought he was upset again, but instead he looked a little surprised.
“You look great,” he said quietly.
“Thanks,” a smile crept onto my face.
He shook his head as though he were clearing it, making his curls bounce, then he rushed past me to his bedroom. I continued making my way downstairs and sat on the couch to wait for Ashton. He knocked on the door around 6:20.
I got up and answered it. When I opened the door I found him standing there holding a single red rose. My mouth formed a huge smile as he handed it to me.
“You look beautiful,” he said.
“Thank you,” I replied blushing.
Someone came up from behind me. I turned my neck and found Louis staring at Ashton harshly.
“Louis. I didn’t know you knew Amber.”
“Yeah, well I’m her cousin actually. So take care of her.”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?”
Louis just scowled and walked away, “Be home by midnight,” he called.
I rolled my eyes and followed Ashton out to his car. I waited for him to open the door for me, but he just walked around to the driver’s seat. I shrugged it off figuring he must’ve just forgot. I hopped in and buckled me seatbelt as he took off down the street. It took about ten minutes, but we finally reached the house where the party was being held, this time Ashton opened my door for me and helped me out, he then put his arm around my waist as we walked towards the front door.
As soon as we walked in it was complete chaos. Loud music was pumping from multiple stereos and people were dancing in large groups. Ashton guided me through the crowd occasionally introducing me to some of his friends who were drunk 75% of the time. We danced to the music which honestly was giving me a headache since it was so loud. This wasn’t really the party I was expecting but I was having a good time with Ashton so there was no use in complaining.
He offered to get me a drink and I let him. I sat down on a stool in the corner of the room while I waited for him. A few hours had passed since we had gotten here. It was already pitch-black outside except for the bonfire that someone had lit earlier, which wasn’t really a good idea considering the low amount of sober people here.
I had waited for what seemed like twenty minute and still Ashton hadn’t returned so I decided to go look for him. I asked a few of his friends if they had seen him, but either they were too drunk to respond or they didn’t know. I decided to go upstairs and began looking in the rooms up there. After opening a few and walking in on some not so pretty things I was getting fed up. I opened the door to the room at the end of the hall and I saw the worst scene of all.
Ashton was making out with some girl. I quickly closed the door and began to make my way downstairs. Now naturally I should’ve been really upset, but I wasn’t even surprised and honestly I felt relieved. As weird as that is. I was getting tired of this “party” I walked towards the front door already having pulled out my phone and dialed Louis’ number.
“Hey Louis, sorry to bother you, but can you come pick me up?”
Louis is in bed, he left his phone down here. This is Harry.
I was a little surprised, “Oh sorry, Harry. Um, would you be able to come get me?”
Why what’s the matter? I could hear the worry in his voice.
“Um, I’ll tell you later,” I had made it outside and was standing at the end of the driveway.
Okay, on my way. What’s the address?
I told him quickly.
Alright be there soon. He paused. Are you okay?
“Yeah, I’m fine. See you soon.” I hung up the phone.
It took him about fifteen minutes to get to the house. I had wrapped my arms tightly around myself. The temperature had seemed to drop ten degrees since the sun had gone down. He pulled up next to the driveway and quickly got out. He noticed I was shivering and took off his jacket laying it on my shoulders.
“Thanks,” I said. My teeth chattering.
He opened my car door as I got in. He then got in the driver’s seat and cranked up the heat. Soon enough I had warmed up.
“So, are you going to tell me what happened?” he asked.
“Not much to tell,” I said trying to end the conversation before it started.
“Yeah right, where’s Ashton?”
I scoffed, “With some girl.”
He hit the brakes making the seatbelt tighten against my chest.
“What the—,” I started.
“He ditched you at the party?”
“Yeah, but it’s not that big of a deal Harry. Harry?” I tried to get his attention but he looked furious. “Harry, don’t worry about it. I didn’t like him that much anyway.”
That seemed to calm him down, “Still he shouldn’t have just left you like that. You deserve much better.”
This caught my attention and my eyes widened, “Well thank you, but really it’s okay. I’m already over him,” I said giving him a smile trying to convince him.
He finally started the car again. “Fine.”
We finally reached home and I started to head upstairs to my room when Harry stopped me.
“You really do deserve so much more.”
I smiled, “Thanks Harry.”
I then turned back around and continued up to my bedroom. I kicked of my heels and threw the dress on the floor, tossing on some comfy clothes and hopping in bed. I sighed heavily, happy to be done with the day. As I closed my eyes, Harry’s comment kept running through my mind.
You deserve so much more.