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Chapter 9

"Let me know if you need anything," he tells me. He is a really sweet guy, why does he hang out with Harry so much?
"Can you help me find Steph?" I ask him and he starts to laugh. His hand moved up into the air and he points into the next room. I hear my gasp as I spot her. She, along with two other girls, are dancing on a table in the living room. A drunk guy climbs up and joins them, his hands gripping Steph's hips. I expect her to smack his hands off, but she just smiles and pushes her bottom against him. Oh.
"They are just dancing Tessa," Niall smiles and gives me a quick laugh at my uneasy expression. They are not just dancing, they are groping and grinding each other.
"Yea.. I know." I say, even though its not as casual to me. Noah and I haven't even danced that way before and we have been dating for two years. Noah! When I pulled my phone out, I have three messages form him.
You there Tess?

Hello? You okay?

Tessa? Should I call your mom? I am getting worried.

I dial him as fast as my finger will allow, praying that he hasn't called my mom yet. He doesn't answer, but I text him assuring him that I am okay and please not to call my mother. She will loose it if she finds out I am at a party at a fraternity house, my first weekend of college.
"Heyyyy.. Tessa!" Steph slurs as she walks into the kitchen. Her arm wraps around mind and she leans her head on my shoulder. "You have fun at this party?" She giggles. She is obviously beyond wasted. "I think I need.. the room is started to spend Tess.. I mean spin," she laughs and her body lurches forward.
"She is going to get sick," I tell Niall and he puts her over his shoulder.
"Follow me," he says and heads upstairs. We go to a room upstairs and he opens the door, a bathroom. Of course when I needed one, I couldn't find it.
He places her on the floor by the toilet and she immediately begins to vomit. I look away, but grab her red hair into my first and hold it away from her head. After more vomit than I could handle, she stops and Niall hands me a towel.
"Take her to the room across the hall and lay her on the bed. She is going to need to sleep it off." He says and I nod. I can't leave her here alone, passed out. "You can stay in there too," he says, seeming to read my mind.
"Thank you," I tell him and he smiles and leaves the bathroom. I manage to get her up off the floor and help her walk across the hall, the door opens to a bedroom. My eyes immediately go to the book shelves covering one of the walls. I gently lay a groaning Steph onto the bed and walk over to the books. I scan through the titles and I am impressed by the owner of this collection, there are many classics, including all of my favorites. I grab Withering Heights and pull it off the shelf. It is in bad shape, the pages showing how many times it has been read.

"Why the hell are you in my room?" An angry voice booms. I know that accent by now. It's Harry.

Comments

@Bright-Hearts

Okay.
Yeezy Yeezy
11/10/13
@Sammie Styles
Because I don't like you I'm not a Directioner? You're not worth my time, really.
Bright-Hearts Bright-Hearts
11/10/13
@Bright-Hearts

Okay? Stop hating. You are not a directioner.
Yeezy Yeezy
11/8/13