Harper's POV:

We texted for hours and I realized the party had thinned out immensely by the time Gemma found me.
“Harper! What are you doing out here by yourself? I’ve been looking for you forever.”
“Sorry, guess I’m not as good at this as you.”
Huffing, she fell into the chair next to me. “You’ll get used to it, once you know more people you’ll have fun. Did you talk to anybody?”
I shook my head, “After I left you I only saw Louis and some other guy.”
“There were a lot of guys here, you’re saying you only saw two in the last few hours?”
“Not that, he just … stood out I guess.” Not only because he’d given me a nickname I’d lived with and hated my entire life, but he is easily the most attractive guy I’ve ever seen. He had that bad boy model look going for him, and unfortunately he knew it.
“Really? And who is this mystery guy?”
“Apparently he isn’t really a mystery.” I laughed, “I saw him with three different women in like thirty minutes. He was kind of a jerk too.” Not exactly, but I didn’t like his entitled attitude.
“Sounds like my kind of man!”
I looked over at her, shocked.
“Kidding Harper! Kidding, oh my God you are too fun to mess with. Well, not to say I didn’t have my hands all over a few guys myself, but at least that was over the course of four hours.” She laughed and stood up, offering me a hand. “Come on, practically everyone’s already gone.”
“Are we going back to the dorms?”
“No way, crazy! I never drive if I’ve had anything to drink within the last three hours. It’s a rule."
“Sooo … where are we going then?”
“Well first we’re gonna find my brother, and then we’ll crash in his room.”
“What? No! I’m not sleeping in his room.”
“Chill Harp, it’ll just be you and me in there. I always get his room after these parties.” She pulled me across the lawn towards the back door.
I groaned and tried to keep up, almost losing my flip flops on the way.
“YYYEEEAAAH Gemma and fresh meat are sleeping over tonight!” Gemma bounced over to where Louis and another guy I didn’t recognize were pouring shots and grinning while staring at my chest.
“Well, well. If it isn’t the Sweetheart.”
My body tensed and I frowned when I saw him approaching. Narrowing my eyes, I plastered on a fake smile. “I almost didn’t recognize you without a tramp attached to you.”
Louis and the other guy snickered.
Leaning into my ear he harshly whispered, “Would you like to change that? I’m not up to my limit tonight yet.”
Gah, why did he have to be so hot? My body was practically humming with how close he was. I leaned away and replied with the most innocent expression on my face, “Oh I’m sorry, but I don’t have any STDs, I’m not your type.”
Louis started choking and Gemma spit her next shot all over the counter. Sputtering and choking, she finally composed herself enough to chime in, “Harry, you better stay away from my roommate. I told the guys she’s off limits.”
I tore my eyes away from his to look at Gemma, “You know him?”
Everyone started laughing except for the guy standing next to me. His eyebrows were raised and his perfect mouth was slightly open. I guess women don’t turn him down often.
“Well I’d like to think so, he is my brother.”
Oh. Crap. Heat instantly spread to my cheeks and I took a step away from him. Now that I’d been informed, I realized I should have known it. They had the same chestnut hair, beautiful eyes and killer smile.
“Wait, Harper is this the guy you said was a jerk?”
My eyes widened and I looked at the ground.
“You said I’m a jerk?” Harry laughed and turned to the bar, “She’s the one that just practically called me a dirty man-whore.”
“Don’t be rude to my friends Harry!” Gemma took another shot then punched his arm, I doubt he felt it though.
Without saying anything else I went back outside to my chair in the dark corner of the yard, and stayed there until the music was turned off. As a rule, I don’t let guys push me around, but I felt horrible that I’d said that to my new roommate’s brother. Not to mention we were currently at his house and about to stay in his room. I planted my face in my hands, elbows on my knees and groaned at myself. I should have just kept my mouth shut. As if he knew I was thinking about him, Harry fell into the seat next to me. I removed a hand and looked into his dark green eyes.
“You hiding?” That stupid sexy smirk was there again.
“Is it that obvious?”
He looked around the empty back yard, then glanced back to me, “A little.” He stretched out his long legs and sank farther into the chair, “Tell me, what’s a sweet girl like you doing at my party?”
I bristled and literally had to bite down on my tongue. “I’m not sure what you mean, but I was invited.” It came out a little harsher than I’d meant it to, but I wasn’t about to apologize for that.
His smirk was gone, and he looked pissed, “You don’t have to be invited to come to the party, but if you didn’t notice, you don’t exactly fit in here, Sweetheart.” He sneered.
My mouth dropped open with an audible pop, I quickly shut it. He was right, I didn’t. But seriously? Rude. At least when I was snide, you could hear the sarcasm.
“If the way we are disgusts you so much, feel free to stay at school next time.” Standing quickly, he shot me one more glare before turning away.
I’ve been here a little over a day, and my time here in London was already starting off so well.
“Harry,” my voice stopped him, “I’m really sorry, I was out of line.”
He turned to look at me, head cocked to the side. When he continued to look at me with a confused expression I went on.
“I was raised not to back down to people, but what I said was too much. So, I’m sorry. I don’t know you, I shouldn’t judge you.”
A huff of a laugh escaped his chest and I saw the corners of his mouth slightly tilt up. He shook his head, still looking confused and now a little stunned before he took off around the side of the house.

Notes

Decided to update again(:

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