It’s been a day after my “date” with Josh and since I haven’t spoke to him. He’s been texting and calling, leaving me ton of voicemails trying to apologize about what he did to me but I never responded to them. I listened to one of his messages from when he called me the night after and I was able to tell that he wasn’t sorry at all. He was laughing a little and he didn’t sound serious so I deleted his message and told him to stop but he wouldn’t. He just kept sending me messages every minute and it got so annoying. Harry told me to block him but I didn’t want to be rude so I just continued to ignore his messages. He’ll probably stop sooner or later. I hope. I wish I listened to Harry when he told me about Josh.
I can’t believe I thought he was lying and actually thought Josh was a nice guy. I feel guilty for not listening to my best friend but he told me not to worry about it and forgave me. Usually if I don’t listen to Harry he’ll get upset with me but this time he didn’t. I guess he just felt bad for what happened to me. Ever since that night, he’s been protecting me and making sure I never leave his sight. Even though he knows that Josh is never going to find me and do anything he’s just keeping a close eye out for me, which I don’t mind one bit. He may be a little protective but I still appreciate my best friend trying to keep me safe.
I’m still not really over the incident but I hope I do soon. Hopefully I will today since it’s finally my (and Harry’s) birthday party! Ever since Harry and I planned it, I’ve been counting down the days and it’s finally here. I’m right now in the bathroom doing my makeup while my mom is helping me do my hair. It’s kind of hard doing my makeup while she’s pulling on my hair braiding it because I would sometimes mess up on what I’m doing. Yeah it’s frustrating but we have to hurry because Anne and Harry are picking us up at 6 and it’s only 5:40. Thanks to my mom we’re running a little behind.
“You almost done?” I asked my mom while I try to line my eyes with eyeliner again.
I was about to line my bottom waterline with my eyeliner but due to my mom pulling my hair, she made me mess up making me draw a line underneath my lashes so I had to remove the mark and try again.
“Yes,” she sighed.
She pins the bun at the back of my head with a few more bobby pins and sprays it with some hairspray so it can stay in place. Finally. I finish lining my eyes again and I lean back up to take a full look at myself. I have to admit I actually look pretty. I’m wearing a short white dress and my hair is styled perfectly. It’s a braid up-do, my mom braided around my head and tied it back in a bun. Even though she’s a nurse, she can still do great hairstyles.
“How do I look, Mom?” I asked.
“You look beautiful, Love Bug,” she smiled before kissing the top of my head.
I smile, agreeing with her. I do look beautiful. I wonder how Harry looks. He probably looks hot like always. I start to get butterflies in my stomach and feel myself begin to blush as I start to think about him but I try to hide it so my mom doesn’t notice. She doesn’t know I’m in love with Harry either. We tell each other everything but if I told her she would just ask a lot of questions. Suddenly I snap back to reality when I hear my phone vibrate.
I pick it up from the sink and I notice that Harry texted me, telling me that he and Anne are in our driveway waiting for us. I tell my mom and then we quickly go downstairs. I put on my heels and soon we were out the door. I find Anne, Gemma, and Harry standing by the car. I take a look at Harry and he looks cute dressed semi formal. Just as he saw me, he smiles and comes over to give me a hug.
“You look pretty,” he said.
“Thank you. And you look handsome,” I giggled.
“Oh my gosh, this is so cute. You two get close to each other so I can get a picture,” Anne said.
Harry sighs with frustration. Whenever it comes to special occasions, Anne is crazy about taking pictures, especially of Harry and I. She has so many pictures of us starting from when were born. I’m dead serious.
“Mum, do we have to?” Harry asked, as we break free from our hug.
“Yes you have to. Come on, let me just take a few,”
He sighs again and we huddle close, wrapping our arms around each other posing for our picture. I seriously hope this doesn’t last long. Usually Anne takes millions of pictures of us. In 9th grade, Harry was my “date” to homecoming and she took so many photos that we were almost late for the dance.
“Alright, let me get a few with just Harry and Gemma,” Anne said.
“Mum, you already took some of us at home,” Gemma reminded her.
“I know but I want to take some more,”
Gemma sighs and walks over to Harry. Anne takes a few photos and then she takes some of the 4 of us. When it seemed like forever she finally finished and soon we were off to the party. Just as we got onto the road, I hear Harry’s phone vibrating a bunch of times. He takes it out of his pocket and sighs before rolling his eyes when he saw who was calling him. It’s probably Kendall.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“Nothing. It’s Kendall. She’s been texting me all day and she’s kind of getting annoying,” he replied before putting his phone back in his pocket.
“Break up with her if she’s getting annoying,” Gemma exclaimed.
Thank you Gemma! I was about to say the same thing. I seriously hope Harry does break up with her soon because she’s been getting on my last nerve. Yesterday, Harry and I were at my locker talking and then Kendall came over and pulled him away from me right in the middle of our conversation. I literally wanted to go up to her and slap her pretty little face. I always had the nerve to do that but I never wanted to do it that badly until yesterday.
Ugh. She drives me crazy. I sigh and I feel Harry place his hand on top of mine, making chills run down my spine. I look over at him, giving him an assuring smile letting him know that I’m okay. I feel his fingers link between mine and he lets go before taking out his phone probably to see what Kendall wants.
Thankfully she’s not invited to our party because I can spend time with Harry and my friends as much as I want without her giving me bitchy glares or trying to take Harry away from me like she always does. I’m surprised Becky didn’t invite her without asking my permission because she’s so close to her. I’m also surprised Harry didn’t either invite her either but I think I know the reason why though.
I think he just wanted to spend time with me and his friends and not his girlfriend all night for a change since he’s always been with her a lot. I’m glad he’s taking us first tonight. I wish he could do that for me more for a change. Hopefully we’ll sort this out and all of the drama will be over.
When it seemed like forever, we finally arrive at the club. Our friends aren’t here yet but they’re probably on their way now. We walk inside and everything in the room is set up perfectly. Black and white streamers are taped along the walls, and a disco ball is hanging along the ceiling. 20 tables are set up around the dance floor and they’re covered with white tablecloths, clean white plates and glasses, and masquerade masks are lying on each table neatly.
Our theme is masquerade because we thought it would be cool for a 17th birthday party. Our 16th birthday party was a Disney theme and all of us girls had to dress like our favorite Disney character. It was supposed to be all of us but since our guy friends thought the theme was girly my mom rented a video game truck for them to play in outside in the parking lot while us girls danced and had fun inside.
Since Harry and I planned our party for this year, we wanted our theme for everyone to enjoy so that’s why we chose a masquerade. I’ve also always wanted to do something like that because I thought it would be cool and so far everything is. I know it’s going to look better once the party officially starts.
“This is better than our party last year,” Harry said.
“To you it is,” I joked.
“Our party last year was a Disney theme. This is way better,” he exclaimed.
“Don’t blame me, blame Becky and my other group of friends for setting it up,” I laughed.
“I’m not blaming you I was just saying,” he said.
I giggle and playfully roll my eyes.
He laughs and then I hear his phone ring again in his pocket, making my heart drop. Obviously it’s Kendall because no one else calls him constantly every single day. He takes it out and he sighs with frustration once he realizes who it is.
“I’ll be back. Kendall just doesn’t when to stop,” he sighed.
I nod and he walks out of the room and into the hallway. Since she wasn’t invited, I seriously hope she doesn’t ruin my night by making Harry ditch our party for her because if she does then I will make her pay with her life.
“Alaina, there’s someone here to see you,” I hear my mom say.
I turn around and find her standing in the doorway. I frown with confusion and walk over to her.
“Who’s here to see me?”
“Some boy named Josh,” she replied.
I feel my heart pound out of my chest and my stomach start to tie in knots. What the hell? How did he know that I was having a party today? Oh wait…. I told him a few days before our “date” yesterday. Great. I shouldn’t have told him but I didn’t know he was going to show up unannounced. I seriously hope Harry doesn’t find out he’s here because he’s going to think I invited him when I really didn’t and get mad at me.
He’d also probably start a fight with him because ever since last night, Harry wanted to beat the shit out of him for what he tried to do to me and I swear if that happened I don’t know what I would do. Sometimes Harry’s protective side can get out of hand. It almost happened before when I had my very first boyfriend but thankfully nothing major between them happened.
“Why?” I asked.
“He said he has to speak with you. He’s in the parking lot,” she said.
I nod and I walk out of the room. I don’t see Harry anywhere so he’s probably in the bathroom talking on his phone with his annoying girlfriend. Just like I expected, I find Josh standing outside by his black Lamborghini with roses in his hand. Lovely. I walk over to him and he immediately hands me the roses before pulling me in for hug, making me flinch but I try to hide it.
“What are you doing here?” I asked as I pull away from the hug.
“I wanted to speak with you…since you weren’t answering my texts and phone calls,”
I look behind me, expecting Harry standing there but he wasn’t thank god. I sigh with relief and turn back around to look at him. I seriously can’t believe he showed up like this uninvited.
“Look, I don’t want to hear it. Just please leave I can’t see you anymore,”
“No Alaina. Please just let me talk,”
I sigh and roll my eyes. I don’t want hear him talk I just want him to leave so I can have fun with my friends. But to be nice I decide to give in because bugging him to leave won’t do anything.
“Fine. You have 10 minutes,”
“Alaina. I’m really sorry about what happened last night. I shouldn’t have tried to force you into anything you weren’t comfortable with,” he explained sympathetically. “I should have accepted your decision instead of hurting you.
I can actually tell that he really means it this time but I still don’t think I should believe him because I’m still mad at him for what he tried to do to me. Even though we’ve known each other for a few months, I still trusted him and I really wanted to be with him but he ruined it.
“Do you mean it?” I asked.
“Of course I do,” he replied. “I forced you into something that you didn’t want to do and I’m really sorry about it. I want you to forgive me,”
I begin to think for a moment. I want to forgive him but at the same time I don’t want to. He not only tried to rush things with me, he tried to get me to have sex with him without my consent and tried to chase me down the street when I escaped. I just can’t believe I didn’t believe Harry when he warned me about Josh. Even though he forgave me I still feel guilty. Instead of being in denial I should have listened to his warnings.
“I can’t forgive you. I mean… I can’t forgive you yet. I’m sorry it’s going to take me a while,” I replied.
“I know. You’re probably not going to let me touch you for a while,” he said.
I nod, agreeing with him. If I end up giving him another chance I probably won’t let him touch or kiss me. I have to regain his trust again to let that happen.
“Can you at least give me another chance though?” he asked.
“I-I don’t know,” I said.
“Please? I really like you. I like you a lot and I don’t want anyone else. You’re beautiful, nice, and funny…no other girl I met is not even close to being like you,”
I sigh and think for a moment. I want to give him another chance but I’m afraid he’s going to hurt me again. And I also don’t want to upset Harry because he already hates Josh and I’m not in the mood to hear his explanations about him when he finds out. Even though he has Kendall, he still likes to watch out for me, which can get annoying sometimes. I know I shouldn’t let my best friend decide who I should date but still seeing Harry upset is not pretty at all and I would hate to see him like that.
But who cares what Harry thinks though? I like Josh. I like him a lot. Even though he hurt me but I still think giving him another chance would be a good idea. Who knows? Maybe he will change. Even though Harry said guys like Josh don’t but I don’t care. Josh is probably different than those guys and he’ll start treating me better now that he realized what he did. I mean he came all this way just to apologize to me and he gave me roses so it’s obvious that he truly cares about me. If Harry gets upset then so be it.
“Okay I’ll give you another chance but only one more though. If you break it, we’re done,” I said.
“That’s a deal,” he smiled.
I smile back and he begins to lean in to kiss me but we get interrupted when I hear someone call my name but I’m not sure who it is.
“Alaina!” I hear the voice again.
Shit! It was Harry! My heart pounds of my chest and I literally freeze in my spot. Oh my god, if he notices that Josh is here he’s going to freak. What am I going to do?
“Um… you have to go now,” I said to Josh.
“Okay. Can I call you?” he asked.
“Yeah but after my party though, please,” I replied.
“Alright if that’s what you want,”
I nod and then I hear Harry call me again. I quickly tell Josh goodbye and begin to go inside just in time. I find Harry in the hallway texting furiously on his phone. He’s probably looking for me. I clear my throat and he looks up with a relived look on his face.
“Where were you?” he asked.
“I was outside talking to someone,” I replied.
“Okay…who were those from?”
“Oh. They were from…. my cousins who couldn’t make it to the party tonight,” I said, obviously lying.
He nods agreeing with me and we go into the party room. We help set up a few more things in the room and right at 6:30 our friends start showing up. After everyone we invited has arrived the party officially starts. The music starts blasting in the room, food, along with a big bowl of punch, is getting set on the buffet table. While the boys go over to the food table I go to dance with my friends.
We eventually got the boys to dance with us for a while but after a few songs they went back to sit down and socialize. And by socialize, I mean them talking about how hot each of us girls are and which one of us they would go down on. Boys are crazy. After dancing and having fun for a few hours we have cake and then we play some games before it was time to go. Matt, one of Harry’s friends from soccer, suggested we play spin the bottle but we couldn’t because my mom and Anne are supervising so we’ll get in trouble if we play it.
So instead we decided to play musical chairs. Childish, I know but we can’t play any inappropriate games while our mothers are around which sucks. We play a few rounds and around 9 it was time to go. After Harry and I said goodbye to our friends we help clean up just so the party hosts didn’t have to do it on their own. Our mother’s were proud once we finished.
“Want to come over my house and watch a movie?” Harry asked me while we carry our presents out to the car.
We only invited 20 of our close friends and a few of our family members but we still ended up getting a lot of presents. We got some stuff on our real birthday but it wasn’t really anything good. All we got was cards, iTunes cards, and money like always.
“Yeah, I guess. I have nothing else to do tomorrow,” I replied.
He nods and helps me put the presents in the trunk. I double check with my mom if I can go with Harry and she said it was fine, like always. Once we were done, we were finally on our way home. The whole time I couldn’t keep my eyes open because I’m so exhausted. I had so much fun with my friends today. It feels like forever since I last spent time with them without anyone interrupting our time. Yes I’m talking about Kendall.
After Anne drops off my mom at my house, we were off to Harry’s. It’s 10 PM now and I just want to cuddle with Harry while watching a movie like we always do when we’re alone. When it seemed like forever we finally arrive at his house. With Anne and Gemma’s help, we carry the presents and left over food inside and then Harry and I go up to his room to change.
“Can we watch the movie downstairs in the basement?” I asked Harry as I get my stuff out of his bottom drawer.
“Yeah if you want,” he replied.
“Okay,” I said. “I’ll be out in a few,”
I go in the bathroom and begin getting changed into sweats and one of Harry’s t-shirts that I “stole”. Then I wash off my makeup and start taking my hair out of the up do my mom did for me. Instead of brushing out the waves, I tie it up into a messy bun and go into the bedroom finding Harry lying on his bed already changed.
“Ready?” I asked him as I put my dress on a hanger, hanging it on his doorknob.
“Yeah. I picked out Step Brothers for us to watch if that’s okay,” he said.
“That’s fine,” I replied.
He nods and we walk downstairs. Anne and Gemma are in the kitchen talking about girl stuff but we quietly walk past them without them seeing us. Thank god. We walk into the movie room and I sit on the couch as he puts in the movie. Then he sits down beside me and grabs a blanket, covering us up before playing the movie.
“Did you have fun?” I asked him.
“Yeah I did,” he said. “What about you?”
“Of course I did. I wish you guys danced with us some more instead of talking about us and hogging the food,”
He laughs and playfully rolls his eyes.
“We’re boys that what we do,”
“Of course you do,” I giggled.
I lay my head on his chest and begin watching the movie. Suddenly, during the middle of the movie I feel my eyes start to get heavy and then I slowly begin to fall asleep.