Because of You

Aria Woods, an 18 year old in college, always is on task, has good grades, and has the best boyfriend. Her life is going the right direction until someone comes along and knocks her off track.


4. Chapter 3

"I'll see you tomorrow." Connor kisses my cheek and leaves. After the door closes, I grab my pajamas and my toiletry bag. As I'm heading out the door to the washroom, Alisa rushes in. 

"Oh, hi!" Alisa looks excited, a little too excited.

"Hello." I smile and continue walking out. Alisa stops me and drags me back into the room. 

"Where are you going?" she asks.

"I'm going to change and wash up for the night." I say.

"You can't! You have to go to the party!"

"What party?" 

"The first party of the school year of course! It's at the frat house."

"No thank you. I don't really go to parties." I shift my weight from my right foot to the left. 

"What? You have to go! What else do you plan to do on a Friday night?"

"Sit in bed and read." I answer without a second thought. That's what I usually do anyways.

"That's boring though! C'mon, you have to come with me." My pajamas and toiletry bag are set on my bed and Alisa takes hold of both of my hands.

"I won't even know anybody there." I try to make excuses not to go.

"You'll know me, and you'll know the guys. If you want, you can even invite your boyfriend. Collin, was it?"

"Connor," I correct her. "and I don't think that's a great idea." Bringing Connor would just result in him calling my mother. I just know it.

"Okay, so don't bring your boyfriend. You don't have to stay for long. Just meet some new friends and then we can leave." 

It does sound a little temping but just as Harry said, I won't fit in. "Fine." I say, not processing what I just said.

"Yay! Okay, you'll need something to wear. Have any dresses handy?" the smile is wide on her face.

I walk over to my closet and pull out one of the two dress I brought. One of them I'm wearing now. "How about this?"

"How about we try one of my dresses," Alisa grabs two dresses out of her closet and holds them up. They both look like little pieces of fabric. One is purple and has studs every wear. Not to mention it's shorter than it should be. The second is black with less studs but their are holes scattered in different places, obviously meant to be there.

"I don't think they would suit me." I finally say. I hold up my own dress in front of me in the mirror. It rests a little below my knees and the sleeves are three quarters. It's a light gray color and has just a touch of lace at the collar and end of the sleeves. 

"Are you sure you want to wear that?" Alisa asks. She slips off her shirt to change and I quickly look away. 

"Yeah, I think it's fine." I know she thinks my dress isn't fashionable but I like it.

"Okay, now for makeup." She takes out her makeup bag.

"I already have makeup on." I walk into the spacious closet to change. The only reason why it's spacious is because I didn't have much to put in it. After I change and get out of the closet, Alisa grabs hold of my face and looks closely.

"It sure doesn't look like you have any makeup on," she lets go of me. "Sit here." Alisa pats the seat of a chair that she put in front of the mirror.

"I only put mascara and eye shadow on." I state. My mother wanted me to look nice but not overdo it.

"I think you should add some eyeliner." Alisa pulls out a black pencil and hands it to me.

"I've never used eyeliner." 

"Then I'll do it for you." She starts drawing on a thin line before I can object. "Done!" Alisa clicks the cap back on the pencil and smiles. I stare at my reflection and see eyeliner does make a difference. It brings more attention to my eyes. After Alisa finishes touching up her makeup, she drives us to the frat house.

The house is huge. It's the biggest of the street. College students scatter the lawn and I can see them piled up inside. I started hearing the music blasting through the windows a block away. I get out of the car and eyes immediately find me. Every girl I see have either mini skirts and tight tube tops on or the shortest dresses I've ever seen. Maybe it's true. I don't fit in. 

Alisa takes my hand and pulls me out of my thoughts. She leads me into the frat house and more eyes are on me. 

"Hey!" Niall walks up to me and Alisa with two cups in his hands. I see Zayn, Louis, and Liam lingering around the living room. They take notice of me and give me small waves. I give a small smile and return the gesture. "Drinks anyone?" Niall holds up the second cup in his hands.

"Give me that," Alisa takes it and takes a gulp. "I needed that after being home with my parents all week." Her breath is laced with the smell of alcohol. Niall offers his cup to me but I reject politely.

I look around the spacious house. It looks even larger inside. I bring my gaze back to eye level and Alisa is nowhere to be seen. I'm left in the middle of the hallway with nobody that I know. I could just walk up to one of the boys but that would be a little awkward, not knowing them well and all. I decide to sit on the couch until Alisa finds me. Once I walk into the living room, I see Harry sitting on the left side of the couch with a dark purple haired girl. She's flirting with him, I can tell by how she's whispering things into his ear and how she's positioning herself on his lap. Harry seems occupied but he sees me. I quickly turn my head and walk out of the living room. I don't need anymore of his hurtful insults. Having nowhere else to go, I absent mindedly walk upstairs. One of these many rooms must be empty. I twist the first doorknob I see and it opens. Two girls are laying on the bed, starting to take off their clothes. 

My eyes widen and the girls take notice of me. "I'm so sorry!" I quickly shut the door and walk to the end of the hall. I take a deep breath before opening the very last door of the hallway. Thankfully this time, the bedroom is empty. It's much larger than the first one I barged into. It's probably the master bedroom. I quietly close the door behind me and sit on the king sized bed. The left wall is covered in bookshelves which are filled of numerous books. On the opposite wall lies a large window that gives a good view of the backyard. A wooden desk is set against the wall opposite of the bed. On it is a laptop with some papers scattered around. Before I can see what those papers are, I stop myself. I shouldn't snoop around people's things. I turn around quickly when the door to the room opens. 

"What are you doing in here?" Harry asks in a deep voice. His eyes show anger.

"I-I'm sorry," I stutter. "I didn't know this was you room."

"Get out." He rushes to the desk. The papers are gathered up and put into a folder which he tucks away somewhere safely. I quickly scamper out of the room and the girl that was on Harry's lap pours her drink on my dress on my way out. 

(Hey! So I've decided that I will try to post one chapter per day! It's already Summer break for me so I'll have plenty of time to write :) Sometimes I will post two chapters per day but I'm not promising that would be everyday! Please vote? Thanks ^-^ -Betty)

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