It All Became Too Much (Complete)

"I didn't think that it was possible for things to get so out of hand."

When you move to a completely different place and you are in highschool, it is a new brainer that you will do all that you can to make friends. My case? I heard that Harry Styles was a player, one of the girls that I first met, my friend told me that he broke her heart for some cheerleader then left her too.
They wanted me to break his heart by making him like me then blow him off but how could I even get him to notice me? By becoming close to his brother Marcel. It couldn't be bad could it?

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3. Three

I woke up in the middle of the night to my phone going off like crazy. I picked it up and tried to look through the blinding light into the screen, with one eye open I managed to see that I had four missed calls from Kendall along with three text messages then a few calls from Harley.

I unlocked my phone looking through them.

Party tonight, we have to go.

On are way are you ready?

Wake up! I'm bringing you clothes.

Her text informed me but I panicked, I couldn't go out this late. My parents would kill me if they even spotted me at a party. What if they knocked on the door.

I quickly got out of bed but as soon as I walked passed the window I noticed figured trying to see into it even though I was a floor above the ground outside. I quickly ran downstairs opening the back door and letting them inside.

I didn't say a word to them, I wouldn't dare wake my parents trying to sneek them in. When we reached my room I silently closed the door before turning to them. "What makes the two of you think I want to go to a party?!" I shouted in a whisper.

"Who doesn't want to?" Harley said with a smile.

"Me." I stated folding my arms over my chest.

"Well you are coming, Harry will be there. Remember, you made a deal with us and he is going to have to take notice of you for this to work." Kendall explained quietly. I nodded softly looking over at the bag she brought.

"What do I have to wear?" I asked curiously.

I was sorry that I had even asked right away. The girls had me slip into a strapless back dress that came right to my thighs and hugged my body. I guess the point of it was to make curves noticable but I didn't understand how I was going to be able to move around the party in it, especially the heels.

When we reached the party my feet were already killing me, this wasn't going to be that great of a night. We went inside and the girls greeted familiar people. I found no familiar faces considering that I was new but I spotted Harry at the same time that the girls had. "There he is." Kendall said with a smile.

"Yeah, I see that." I chuckled and she playfully hit my arm.

"Go talk to him!" Harley said.

"What? No, I have no idea what to say to him." I said feeling panic rising inside of me.

"Introduce yourself, ask him where the drinks are. I don't know." Kendall said before shooing me away they walked off with some of there friends to dance but I could tell that they were watching me.

I walked over to where Harry and his friends stood and bit my lip lightly before tapping his shoulder awkwardly, he turned to me and looked over me with a smirk. "Hello Beautiful." He said, obviously drunk.

"Hi handsome." I said trying my best to play along and seem confident. "I'm Stella." I said

"Harry." He said holding out his hand, except when I had moved my hand up to shake it he wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me closer to him. 

"Um.. Do you know where the dranks are?" I asked wanting him to let go, the butterflies that he was giving me were becoming overwhelming.

"Let me get one for you." He said pressing a kiss to my head and walking off to go find what I was guessing was going to be a keg, since he hadn't asked what kind of drink I wanted. I turned to face the girls who smiled at me and gave them a mouth that I was going to be right back. I walked upstairs looking for one.

I had no idea what I was getting myself into, I felt like I was sweating and suddenly felt insecure standing beside him. He was so handsome. I opened a door and my eyes widened when I saw Marcel look over at me, he was sitting on the bed.

He wasn't dressed in his sweater, he wore a black V-neck and blue skinny jeans. It seemed too much like his brother to me. "Marcel? What are you doing here?" I asked truly confused, what was he doing at a party? He didn't strike me as the type.

"Harry really wanted for me to come." He explained quickly, as if he was a child that had just been caught in a bad act.

"Well then why aren't you downstairs having fun? Oh god, is there a girl in here with you." I said taking a step back towards the door.

He gave me a light smiled and shook his head. "You and I both know that isn't the case. I wasn't invited here by those people so why would I party with them.. I hate them." He said honestly.

"Why do you hate them?"

"They make my life hell when my brother isn't looking. The worst part is that they are his best friends so they are always around. They always call me a loser and make me feel like I am worth nothing." He said biting his lip.

"Who cares what they think? Why should they be able to take joy away from you?" I asked him making him give me a small smile, his dimples letting me know they were present just like his older brother's.

"What do you expect me to do? Go down there and get wasted?" He said suprising me. I laughed and shook my head.

"No, just to enjoy yourself." I said standing up and holding out my hands to help him stand. He blushed and took them and I pulled him from the bed.

We came down the stairs to hear the music blasting, if I thought things were crazy when we first walked in they were about ten times more insane now. The number of drunken people had increased and the number of people in general did too.

"Stella! I was looking for you. Marcel?" I heard Harry's voice call for me he held up the drink. His voice turned into confusion when he saw his brother.

"I got your brother to come downstairs." I said with a soft smile looking over at him. I took the cup from his hands gently so I wouldn't spill anything and he nodded softly. 

"I will be right back I am going to get myself a drink too." He said walking off. I should have offered him mine.

"What is that?" Marcel asked refering to the drink I was holding.

"I think its beer." I said with a laugh leaning in to take a sniff, it smelled so much stronger. It was mixed with a little bit a of soda I took a sip and made a face to explain how horrible it tasted. Marcel laughed at me.

"That bad huh?" He asked with a chuckle.

"That is not beer." I said laughing at myself. "Try it yourself you will see."

And he did, he took a sip of it then made me laugh at his expression of disgust. "I think that may be whiskey. Its horrible, Harry and I took a sip of the stuff once in middle school when our parents weren't home."

We were distracted from our conversation when suddenly it seemed like everyone in the room was moving towards the kitchen. I panicked. Had a parent came home and caught us? The cops maybe showed. Marcel and I followed the people to where everyone was and made our ways through only to find Harry throwing punches into the face of one of his friends.

"What happened?" I shrieked to Marcel unsure of what I was supposed to do.

"I-I don't know." He said sounding lost for words.

"Stop!" I said stepping forwards and grabbing Harry's arm, he pulled himself from me and looked at his brother.

"Come on, its time to get home." He said stumbling through his audience. Marcel didn't question him, he dug through his pockets for his keys as he followed Harry in his shadow. I didn't know what to do, I hadn't even said goodbye and I wanted to know how things had started how could I just let that go?

I followed them outside. "Marcel! Harry!" I called as we walked into the driveway.

"What do you want?" Harry said turning sharply making his brother bump into him.

"To know what happened? I was having fun with the two of you, you said that you were just going to grab a drink!" I shouted completely confused.

"Don't yell at me." He said taking a step towards me. "I don't have to explain myself." He said before walking off with his brother leaving me in the front yard.

What just happened?

 

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