I don't think the day could have gone any slower. I was way too excited for the first party of the year to worry about classes. It would be epic. All of Sarah's parties were amazing. Even though I didn't drink or smoke or do anything else illegal, I had a lot of fun.

"Mom! I'm home!" My mom and I were very close. She was my best friend. I told her everything and I knew I could always rely on her. "Are we still going shopping? I wanna look good for the party!" I ran up to my room and dropped my bag on my bed. I looked at my white board,

school....check
shopping....
party....

I couldn't wait to check off all three. "Karen Payne!" I yelled, "I really want to go shopping!" Where was she?I walked in her room, hoping everything was okay. Why was everyone trying to scare me this week? "Mom?"

"Oh, sorry baby. I was just blow drying my hair and putting on some makeup." I smiled. She was such a diva.

"It's okay. Are you almost ready? I'm really excited."

"You're not going to be drinking are you?"

"Of course not mother. That's Liam's department, remember?" She looked down at me. "I'm just saying!"

"I know, I know. That's why you're driving tonight. I don't want him driving home drunk." I loved that my mom was cool with us drinking as long as we were responsible.

"Oh well I was planning on staying the night at Sarah's. He'll probably end up at Zayn's anyway. I'll make sure he gets there safely."

"I suppose that'll be okay Ada."

"Don't worry mom, the parties will die down....eventually." I giggled.

"Alright well let's get going!"

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I picked out a cute dress, it was black with white stripes, skin tight, but not too tight and had a low back to it--showing off my tattoo I got for my birthday. I know, I have the coolest parents in the world. On the way home we talked for the first time in what seemed like forever,

"So how's Oakley doing? I haven't seen him around lately."

"Well I've been working everyday after school so we normally just hang out at Harper's Coffee. He's okay though. He got turned down by a girl the other day though."

"That's a first!" My mom laughed. I told her all about music night and about meeting El. I told her about Harry and how it seems he has a crush on me. The only thing I left out was Niall. I didn't want to scare my mom. I hoped he wouldn't be at the party tonight. For some reason I had a small crush on him. I think it was because he was new and we never had any new people. Or maybe his bad boy-ness was rubbing off on me.

We got home and I ran into the kitchen, starving. Sure enough Oakley was standing there with the fridge open, looking for food. "Well hello." I said.

"Oh hey!" He really just needs a key. "You guys don't have anymore Orange soda."

"That's probably because you drank it all. Sit down I'll make some mac and cheese."

"So what did you get from the store? You took forever." I looked at the clock. Damn, it was already five.

It's in the bag over there. Oakley opened the bag and took out my beautiful dress. "Damn! You're going to have all the boys after you. Seriously, I don't know if you should wear it. I don't want to have to be your body guard all night."

"Oh shush," I rolled my eyes for the thirtienth time today, "I'll be fine. And Harry's a gentleman." My eyes grew along with Oakley's. Did I just say that out loud? Why was I even thinking that? I turned around before Oakley said anything. "I didn't mean that! I mean, he likes me, that isn't my fault."

Oakley laughed, "Ahhhhh you have a crush on Harry again!"

"Shut up stupid, I don't have a crush. I just liked playing music with him the other night." Oakley knew when I didn't want to talk about something so we changed the subject.

After we ate we went upstairs and I got ready. Sometimes I wish I was a boy so I didn't have to put on makeup and get all pretty. I wanted to wear a t-shirt like the rest of the guys. Instead, I was stuck wearing wedges and a dress. I looked in the mirror and tilted my head as Oakley wistled. I ignored his ignorance and thought out loud,

"Maybe I shouldn't wear this." I sighed.

"You're right. Take it off." I looked in the doorway.

"You don't like it?" Liam leaned against my freshly painted walls. What a beautiful yellow.

"You look like you want someone to take your virginity."

Oakley laughed and my eyebrows furrowed. "I don't look like a slut!"

Liam relaxed his body and I could tell he felt bad. "No, you don't. You look beautiful. I just don't want all those guys looking at you like this moron is." He pointed to Oakley. I smiled.

"I know how to handle myself and I know no matter how drunk you are you'll be looking out for me. Along with Oakley! Nothing will happen.

"It better not. Look I'm going over to Zayn's before it starts. Did you guys want to come or just meet us there?"

"We'll just meet you there." I said as I began straightening my hair. "What time should we get there?"

"We'll get there around 9 but I'll text you."

"Okay, see ya there." I waved and Oakley saluted him. Liam laughed and was out the door.

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When we got there it was already pretty crowded. Thankfully freshman weren't allowed unless they had an invitation. Oakley and I always had an invitation because of Liam; lucky us. Her house was huge. There was a big balcony and a big fountain in the front yard. Oakley parked and we went inside.

"Oh, I'm going to go say hi to Luke and Bryan. It looks like they're doing shots. Will you be okay?"

"Yeah, I see Sarah. Have fun!"

"Likewise."

I walked over to Sarah and Maggie. They were wearing dresses similar to mine except Maggie's was purple and Sarah's was a pink tube top. They both had red cups, I'm guessing a little bit of too much alcohol was in those cups considering they were dancing in circles. When they saw me they practically fell to the ground.

"It's Adaaaaaa! My laddd-aaaa!" I laughed. "You look so fit tonight, uhhh huuh, those boys are going to be all over you." Sarah was the craziest drunk.

"Are you having fun?" I asked over the loud music.

"Yes! Where's Oakley?" Sarah looked around and I pointed to the guys taking shots.

"He's taking shots with some mates. I'm sure he'd love your company." I smiled and she stumbled towards him. That was probably extremely mean on my part but I knew she would try to shove alcohol down my throat if I stood with her any longer. I turned around and Maggie was no where to be found. Great. I was at the party all alone. I laughed and sat on the counter, waiting for someone to walk in that I knew. Sure enough Harry walked in and boy did he look good. He wore black pants with a red, plaid, unbuttoned almost all the way down shirt. His hair was jelled back but I could still see the curls. I fantasized for a moment and he caught my eye. I looked away quickly and hopped down. Damnit! Wearing wedges really sucked, I swear I was in the process of breaking my ankle. I bent down and looked at it, it wasn't sprained but it would leave a bruise. I looked up and there he was.

"You okay?" I couldn't tell if he was concerned about my ankle or if he was saying 'what's up' in his own little way.

"Yeah, fine. I just forgot what shoes I was wearing." I giggled and brushed the hair out of my face. It was so long but Oaks wouldn't let me cut it. He loved it long.

"I like your tattoo."

"What?" How did he see it?

"Your tattoo. I saw it when you bent over." I guess I rather him look at my shoulder than my ass. "What does it say?"

"It says, "Everything happens for a reason." I turned around and let him look. He touched it and shivers ran up my spine.

"Great quote." He smiled and those dimples made my heart melt. Why didn't I want to be with him? "Do you want anything to drink?"

"I think I'm going to stick to some kool-aide. I know, lame." His smiled never left his face.

"No worries, I'll be right back." Was I supposed to wait for him? I took a moment to breathe and then looked up to find someone else standing in front of me. He didn't speak. I didn't like his attitude. Miss nice girl was slowly going away.

"Can I help you?" I tried my best to be polite.

"Yeah, can you show me where the bathroom is?"

"It's down that hall and to the left." I refused to go anywhere with him.

"Are you too good to walk me?" That accent was making me feel something I shouldn't be feeling. For some reason all I could think about was what was under that white 'Crazy Mofo' shirt of his.

"Yes, I suppose I am." He laughed. It was surprisingly cute for a bad boy like himself but I kept my composure. Thankfully Harry walked back.

"Hey, I'm Harry." He put out his hand like the gentleman he was and Niall stared at it. When he didn't take it he put it down and looked puzzled--wondering who this guy is. "So you're El's cousin?" Small talk wouldn't work for Niall.

"I'll show you where the bathroom is." I figured if I got him away from Harry I could come back quickly and hopefully get his number or something. I decided I'll just go for it. I smiled at Harry, "I'll be right back."

I pulled Niall to the bathroom, "There it is. Now leave me alone please." He grabbed my arm as I turned away. "What?" I asked sternly. He just looked into my eyes. They were so blue. They looked like my eyes except ten times brighter. Maybe they were those contacts where you could change the color.

"I should be asking you what." I snapped out of it not realizing how much I was analyzing his eyes.

"Let go of me. I showed you the bathroom so leave me alone." His grip tightened. I didn't understand. If he didn't have such a mean attitude he would really seem like a nice guy. "Why are you doing this?" I asked. "What did I do? Did I suck last night at Harper's? I haven't done anything to you."

He looked around and I realized there was no one around. He pulled me in and then slammed me against the wall behind me. I gasped, it actually really hurt. I showed no fear as his face got closer to mine. "Get off of me. NOW." I tried to move but his grip was too tight. I'd have bruises the next day.

"Say what you're thinking Ada." The way he said my name was so sexy. I shook my head. I shouldn't be thinking like this! I'm a good girl, a girl who doesn't give in to guys like this.

"I'm not thinking anything! Just get off of me!"

"Say it. I know you want to use that word. Stop being such a good girl."

"Just please get off of me! I swear to God if you don't let go--" he cut me off as he whispered in my ear,

"I'm not letting go until you say what you really wanna say to me." I froze for a minute and then his grip got tighter,

"Get the fuck off of me!" I screamed it at him and then a door opened. Someone came out of the bathroom door--thankfully extremely drunk. They didn't need to remember this. Niall removed his hands from my body and smirked. I felt the tears in my eyes. I didn't talk like that. I may say damn and ass and shit but never that.

"See? Didn't that feel good?" I smacked him as hard as I could across the face, leaving the hand mark he deserved.

"You disgust me." I walked away and heard him laughing. The worst part was he had no alcohol on his breath. The second worst part was I almost liked it.

I ran to Sarah's room and grabbed a hoodie. I know I was going to look stupid but I couldn't show my arms. It was probably getting chilly outside anyway so I went out the back door and watched some guys play beer pong. I needed to be around as many people as possible. Harry was out there playing as well. I saw drunk Oakley and sat on his lap. I watched Harry play. He was the sweetest boy I'd ever met and I wish I was attracted to him the way he seemed to be attracted to me but I had conflicted feelings. When he saw me staring he quickly looked away. He was probably really upset I didn't come back.

"Oaks, I think I may just go home tonight. I'm not feeling so hot. Will you be okay?"

"Yes, of course I will but you can't leave yet! It's your turn to play beer pong!" All of the guys screamed,

"Yes! Ada's turn!" Harry was the only one not yelling.

"Sorry guys, not tonight. I'm going to get going." I hugged Oakley and walked inside to find Sarah. I needed to tell her I wasn't staying. Once I found her and said goodbye I went for the front door. When I got to the threshold of the front door I stopped. I didn't want to walk home alone. I felt someone behind me and I jumped. I smiled,

"You scared me Harry."

"I'm sorry, I just was hoping you'd stay. I don't want to be the reason you leave." He was definitely drunk.

"Oh no, it isn't you. I'm just tired. And I'm so sorry for earlier. I didn't mean to ditch you, I just got caught up talking with people and lost track of time."

"I understand, this is the first party." He smiled, "so what's your mum going to say about you coming home so late?"

"What time is it?" Harry looked at his watch and showed it to me. There was no way he'd be able to read it in his state of mind,

"1:30"

"No way!" He was right, I couldn't go home. I thought about what I was going to do.

"You could always come to my house." He chuckled, "I promise I won't pull anything on you. My parents aren't home this weekend so it'll be--"

"No it's fine, I'll stay here." He looked down again. I know he's drunk so he might just forget in the morning. "Actually, yeah. That sounds good." I smiled. "When are you planning on leaving?"

"Now is fine. I think I've had enough alcohol." We grabbed our stuff and walked outside. I hopped in the drivers seat. I hated driving other people's cars. He directed me to his house and we went inside. It wasn't huge but it was a decent size. His room was nice. He had a full size bed and his walls were a regular shade of blue. At his desk he had pictures with his family. I didn't realize how much we had in common. We both were very family oriented and had the same friends.

I had clothes to change into since I was going to stay at Sarah's so I changed in the bathroom and went back into his room. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry!" I turned away quickly as Harry was changing from his pants into some pajama pants.

"It's fine, I'm wearing boxers." He chuckled and almost fell over.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just a little tipsy still. You can sleep in my bed, I'll sleep on the couch downstairs."

"Thank you Harry. I really appreciate this." I can't believe how nice he was. I always knew he was a good guy but I just never saw him as this kind of guy. I saw him more of a bad boy; but now that definition has changed drastically for me. He rubbed his eyes and yawned,

"No problem."

"Harry," I couldn't believe I was saying this, "do you think you could sleep up here? I'll sleep on the floor, I just don't want to be alone tonight." I was so scared and I didn't know why. Obviously I was startled from earlier but it actually kinda turned me on in a weird way. Maybe that's why I'm scared.

Harry smiled, "You aren't sleeping on the floor." He walked out of the room and my heart began to ache. Then he walked back in with some pillows to lay on.

"Thank you." He kissed me on the forehead,

"Goodnight Ada."

"Goodnight Harry." I could live with a kiss.

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