Part of You

‘’I’m not sure yet: tickle you, or tickle you. Wanna choose?’’ He smirked.

‘’I’ll take the option number 3: get off, Styles.’’

‘’You just reminded me: yes, there is another option: alcohol.’’

I rolled my eyes and laughed.

‘’Option number 3, then.’’ He said, before releasing me of his grip. He helped me get back on my feet with his hand. He took my bag and we went down the stairs. Everyone was in the kitchen, except El: she was outside the room, leaned against the wall, just beside the frame door of the kitchen. She was rubbing her temples, her eyes closed.

‘’What are you doing El?’’ I chuckled.

‘’I’m trying to find some courage inside that stupid brain of mine. This party is supposed to help me get Louis. I have to. It’s my destiny.’’ She sighed and opened her eyes, letting her arms fall at each side of her. ‘’Can I have one, please? The Vodka isn’t my thing.’’ El pointed my bag.

‘’Sure!’’ I said.

Harry lifted my bag so Eleanor could have one of my bottles. Just before she reached it, her eyes looked down at her left and she frowned. She took a bottle and turned around to enter the kitchen. I looked down to see what El was frowning at. My eyes widened when I found out: I was still holding Harry’s hand when he helped me to get up.

‘’I-uh. Someone’s at the door! I’ll get it!’’ I lied.

I removed my hands from his and went for the door. I turned slightly my head to see if Harry was still there. Relieved that he had gone in the kitchen, I sighed and leaned my head against the door. Why was I holding the hand of a guy I just met five days ago? Am I really having a crush on a stranger? He’s not a stranger, not anymore. We’re friends, but I know nothing about him.

That’s a lie. I’ve spent most of my free time with him.

We walked together for school; we did our homework together; he hung out one time with us after school; he walked me home after my shift… I can’t say I don’t know him.

Maybe, I say maybe-

I was abruptly interrupted by the door opening on me. I jumped away from it.

‘’Why, hello there. Missed me?’’

Zayn. I completely forgot about him. He stepped in, followed by one, two, five… ten people.

‘’We said no one else.’’ I reminded him coolly.

‘’Don’t worry, Hailie: I gave him permission to invite more.’’ Perrie joined us with a beer in her hand.

''Hey, I've got your CD. Remember-''

''Track five. Thanks!'' Perrie giggled.

‘’Wow! I love what you did with your hair Perrie!’’ A girl complemented. I think it’s one of the head leaders of the cheerleaders… Whether Ava or Madison.

‘’Yeah, awesome!’’ Another said. That was Ava. I recognized her because of her long black hair. I was jealous of her hair color: it was really beautiful and way more than mine. Ginger. Ew.

‘’Thanks girls!’’ Perrie smiled happily.

While everyone entered, I took the opportunity to grab Perrie’s arm and move apart from the others. I leaned further my head in case someone was eavesdropping.

‘’What the hell did you think, Perrie? We said us and only us!’’ I whispered angrily.

‘’It’s my party, Hail. Don’t tell me what to do.’’

‘’The main goal of it was to get Louis and El together, right? So why more people? What if they finally kiss and everyone sees that? You know how the school will react and how it will be hard on El.’’ I explained.

Now, Perrie realised what she made, and how awful her mistake was. Eleanor hated it when she had the attention at school. I remembered last time it happened: last year, near the end of school, she drank too much at a party, so she decided to go lay down a bit in the guest room. The next thing we knew a rumor was circulating all over the school which was Eleanor had been rape and she was now pregnant. Really, pregnant? After maybe three days? It took about two weeks to unravel the story. ‘No, she’s not pregnant.’ ‘No, she did not do that.’ ‘No, she has no bruises covering all her body.’ And on, and on, and on.

So if El and Louis kissed tonight, maybe El would like to keep it quiet for the weekend. And Monday at school, to prevent another unpleasant two weeks of stupid rumors and twisted stories.

‘’Shit. I hadn’t thought about that… What should I do? I can’t kick them all now.’’ Perrie said, face palming her forehead.

‘’We can’t, indeed.’’ I sighed. ‘’If things get to intense between Eleanor and Louis, we could thing about an excuse to force them to go in a place less crowded.’’

‘’But not in a bedroom.’’

‘’Not in a bedroom.’’ I repeated.

‘’Sounds like the plan is on, then.’’ Perrie smiled devilishly.

We high-fived each other.

‘’What plan?’’ Zayn joined us.

Oh no, please.

Notes

Told you Harry would to something involving his lips ;) He talked, that count! What did you guys thought? A kiss? You naughty twisted minded readers! Naughty naughty naughty! ;)
Questions:
- Will Eleanor be able to gather as much courage as possible to confront Louis?
-What was Hailie thinking about before the door interrupted her?
-Now, something could go wrong between Louis and Eleanor. But will Perrie and Hailie be able to push away the problem and let them have their moment?