Creep

Harrys POV

There she is. Parker fucking Jane. Standing in the back of this dimly lit room in jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. There was quite the contrast between her and her friends who all were dressed in skin tight dresses with their bums hanging out. She was glancing around the room looking for something to peek her interest. Between the sweaty bodies of teens dancing to the pulsing music, the occasional puff of cigarette smoke, and the small cliques drinking and chatting among themselves she seemed to be bored or detached. Parker never seemed like much of a party person to me. She was too cool for parties anyways.She's to cool for most things. Including myself. The only way she even is aware of my existence is her best friend Paisley and is my best friend Louis' sister. When I was younger and Louis and I would hang out we used to let her and Paisley join. But we're a number of years apart and Louis didn't think it was so cool to let his little sister and her friends hang out once we got older. I don't think I've even talked to her since I was in 8th grade and she was in 6th. Now I am in 12th and she is in in 10th. We are actually at a "beginning of school year" party at the moment. I don't understand why you'd even want to celebrate like " Yay another year of torture, ridicule, and tests".

Fiona, one of Parkers friends, went up to her and whispered something in her ear. Parkers lips turned up into a smile and she tossed her head back letting her medium brown hair swoop away from her face. Although to everyone surrounding her like Fiona, Paisley, and her boyfriend Grayson, she seemed to be happy but I saw past it. I saw a hurt in her eyes, one similar to mine. No one would stop to think that someone like Parker Jane would be hurting. She's beautiful, witty, smart, and bad ass. She's unique and special. Everyone wishes they could be special. But if you stare at her for long enough you can see something off. Her smile used to be genuine. Her laugh was contagious. She and her family moved to Marseille, France for a year and when she came back she was different, but still happy.It was only recently when I began to see these changes in her. Her smiles became plastered, her laughs became dull and forced, her eyes lost a twinkle they once had.

I continued to stare at her when her eyes connected with mine. it sent shivers down my spine. They twinkled. They never do anymore. Did I make them do that? We looked at each other for a minute before her lips turned to a grin and she began walking my direction. What is she doing? Was she creeped out I was staring at her? Her boyfriend Grayson was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. I never liked the guy. He was some jock who is obviously just a fling to her. She continued to walk towards when I felt breathing on my neck. I turned to see some blonde in a tiny blue dress looking at me like I was some prey.

" Hey Babe," she said seductively.

" Uh hi," I said eyeing her. I looked back to see Parker had disappeared just my luck.

" Want to dance?" she asked biting her lip. I knew exactly were dancing with this girl would lead and I was not in the mood. I've never had trouble getting girls. Maybe it's because my height, dimples, or tattoos...definitely dimples. I am seen as a " bad boy" to everyone at my school, which was true. My group of friends don't have the best reputation, and girls eat it up.

" No thanks love," I said.

" Come on it will be fuuuuun," she said obviously drunk out of her mind. She grabbed my hand and I yanked it away annoyed. If she remembers this when she's sober she's gonna scared shitless when we go to school on Monday. it's not like i would ever hurt a girl, but people seem to think i would, which annoys the hell out of me.

" Hun he said no," I heard a familiar voice from behind me say. Parker. I turned and saw her glaring at the blonde.

" You don't own him," The blonde seethed at her

" yeah I own me and I'm telling you to fuck off," I snarled. I hear Parker stifle a laugh, and the blonde heard it too. She took the nearest plastic cup she could find and poured the contents on Parker's shirt. Instead of slapping the girl like any other person would Parker grinned. I was confused for a second before I saw what she was smiling at and I smirked. There behind the blonde was none other than Fiona Grace, who was daring, outgoing, and gave no fucks. It just so happened she was holding a beer can in each of her hands and they were hovering above the blonde.

" what's so funny bitch?" the blonde taunted. Before anyone could reply Fiona tipped the beer cans down above her head getting the contents all over the blondes dress and hair.The blonde screamed and ran out of the room. We all bust out into laughter and I looked at Parker. I saw a twinkle in her eyes. It made my smile widen. After 2 minutes of us drunkenly laughing our asses off, the laughter died down.

" Harry Styles," Parker said my name rolling perfectly off her tongue.

" Parker Jane," I replied grinning.

" You remember," she said softly, gazing up at me.

" YOU remember," I returned emphasizing the you.

" How could I forget," she smiled.

" BREAK UP THE LOVE FEST YOU TWO, LETS DO SHOTS!!!!!! " Fiona screeched.

" Fi I'm just gonna go get cleaned off if that's alright," she said motioning to her now stained sweater.

" Alright then have it your way," she chuckled and sauntered off.

" Uh well it was nice to see you Styles, you really grew up," she said smiling.

" I'm older you can't tell me how much I've grown, that's my job to tell you!" I joked.

" But I haven't grown I'm still the same height I was in 6th grade," she giggled.

" More like 3rd," I chuckled and she hit my arm playfully.

" Jerk," she giggled. After a moment of awkward silence she spoke up again. " Well I've gotta go but we should meet up sometime."

" Uh yeah if you want," I replied awkwardly.

" Give me your phone," I did as i was told and she entered in her number and sent a text to herself. She handed my phone back to me and smirked.

" What's with the smirk?" I asked.

" Check your twitter," she laughed and ran away before I could process what she was saying. I quickly opened twitter and check my account.

@harrystyles: @Parrrker is the coolest most amazing human specimen.


I laughed out loud and deleted what she tweeted before anyone saw it. I quickly followed her account. This was not how I expected my night to go. I had dreamed about Parker for as long as I can remember. I was excited at the thought she wanted to meet up with me. I know there's no chance in hell I'm getting any sleep now that I have her number. If only she knew about all the time I spent watching her. I know it's creepy but she captivates me. Parker Jane does something to me. I felt my phone buzz and I looked down.

@Parrrker is now following you

Notes

Whatta think? I haven't given up on my other series I'm just having writers block. If you're confused by the title Creep is an amazing song by Radiohead. Any feedback would be lovely (: updates soon