***MEADOW'S POV***
"Well... I love the black, but the blue looks better... Hmm, black it is." I was standing in my bathroom mumbling to myself, trying to decide which dress to wear to the party Harry was taking me to tonight. The party was just for fun, and Harry wanted to introduce me to his friends. I'd been to a couple parties before, but not many. Emily was always trying to get me out more often, but I preferred to stay inside and read. Speaking of Emily, her and Niall were apparently going out now. To be honest, I am a die-hard Nemily shipper. They're just so cute together!
"Are you ready?" Harry must have already gotten here.
"Umm, almost." I quickly put on the black dress. It was plain, strapless, and the billowing material fell around my knees. I didn't put on any makeup, and I just let my hair loose.
"Alright, lets go." I walked out of the bathroom, and followed Harry down stairs.
"You look beautiful, love." He kissed the top of my head, and squeezed my hand. I smiled at him.

During our drive to the party, I texted my mom saying,
Me- 'Be back in a few hours, love you.'
Mom- 'Love you too. Have fun!'
Once we arrived at the beach (the destination of the party), I hopped out of the car, and looked around. Harry gently grabbed my hand, and led me down to where huge groups of people were congregated. Of course, people were already drunk, stumbling around and spilling drinks everywhere. I looked around for Niall and Emily, who were supposed to meet us here. It was dark, yet the ocean water was still sparkling.
Harry must have caught a glimpse of Niall's blonde hair, because he started to lead me away from the crowds and over to where only a couple of people stood, scattered about the beach. Emily and Niall were seated on a blanket a foot away from where the water was coming up on shore.
"Hey, guys!" Emily had noticed us, and risen to her feet,
"Why don't you and Emily go walk around for a bit, I gotta talk to Niall." Harry mumbled in my ear, and I nodded.
"Come on, Em, lets take a walk." I hooked my arm in hers and we walked away. I snuck a glance behind me, seeing that Niall's expression was serious, and Harry's back was to us. What were they talking about? Harry hasn't been the same since he'd been receiving those phone calls.
"So how ya been?" Emily's cheery voice sounded.
"Great! So you and Niall are together now?"
"Yes! He's so sweet, and he played his guitar for me the other day!" Emily's eyes lit up as she continued to talk about how amazingly perfect he is. I sort of zoned out, wondering what was going on with Harry. Every time I asked him what was wrong, he would either snap at me, or tell me to drop it. I noticed Emily had stopped talking and was watching me.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
I took a deep breath.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Oh, come on! I'm your best friend, I know something's up."
I decided I might as well tell her. So I quickly explain to her about the phone calls, and how Harry's mood started changing. I finished up, and she was silent for a moment.
When she spoke, she said, "Well, if you've tried to talk about it already, I don't know. I guess wait a while, and see if it goes away, then you should try to get him talking. I'm sure you'll fix-"
She wasn't able to finish her sentence, because some drunken girl ran into her.
"Ohhh hey there girlie! Haven't seen you before! Why don't you come on over here, and you can meet my friends!" The girl yelled into our faces, slurring her words.
"Oh no, that's okay-" I started, but instead she grabbed both of our arms and started to drag us. I hadn't noticed, but as Emily and I were walking, we had passed the huge group of people, and now we were now in an unlit area. There were no lanterns or lights anywhere. I glanced behind me, over my shoulder, and watched as the party people were getting smaller and smaller the further we went. I looked at Emily, but she wasn't there. Frantically, I started looking around, trying to catch a glimpse of her blonde ponytail or blue eyes. I had no such luck.
I speed walked next to the drunken girl, trying to get this over with. Her grip was so tight, I wasn't sure how Emily had escaped. The girl's hair was a bright purple, and the ends were a dark shade of pink. She was wearing tiny shorts, and a cut off shirt. Basically, she was barely clothed. We were so far away from the party, and I could smell smoke ahead of me.
She must be dragging me to where the druggies and smokers were. We started to come across small bundles of people, most of them were smoking, or making out. The purple haired girl stopped, and turned around to face me.
"I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you my name!" She laughed, like this was the funniest thing in the world. I had been drunk before, so I knew that most things turned funny when you were intoxicated.
"Anyway, I'm Olivia!" Once she said this, Olivia abruptly turned around and started dragging me once again. We approached a group of seven people. There were three boys and four girls, six including me and Olivia.
"Hey guys meet my new buddy!" She practically screamed. They all looked up at me, and back down at whatever they were doing. One of the guys' eyes lingered.
"What's the name?" He had black hair, and a very nice jaw. Very nice indeed.
"Meadow." I responded. He made his way over to me, until he was merely inches away.
"I'm Zayn. You don't seem like the partying type... Meadow." He had a big smirk, and he looked me up and down.
"Uhh... okay...?" I wasn't sure how to respond, and he started moving his face closer. I stepped back, trying to get away from him.
"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to make him quit.
"Come on, just one kiss?"
"No, I have a boyfriend..."
"So?" He was really getting on my nerves.
"So, leave me alone!" I turned to walk away, but I only got a few steps before he grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him. His breath blew in my face, filling my nostrils with the smell of Vodka and other unknown scents.
"Feisty and resistant. Just the way I like 'em." His smirk grew bigger and I felt the urge to smack it straight off his face. He moved quickly, but I sensed what he would do, so before his lips touched mine, I turned my face and he ended up kissing my cheek. Before he could try kissing me again, I heard his voice.
"Get the hell away from her!" Harry.
Zayn backed up, letting go of my arms.
"I'm sorry man, I didn't know she was yours." I could see him thinking hard to come up with a believable alibi so Harry wouldn't beat the shit out of him.
"Get out of here, now!" Harry was fuming. I could see his muscles tensing under his white shirt, and his fists were clenched.
Without a second thought, Zayn ran back to his friends, stepping behind a really buff guy.
Next, Harry turned to me.
"What were you thinking Meadow!? I told you to take a walk, not come all the way out here and hang out with these people."
"Harry I didn't mean to! Emily and I were walking, and this drunk girl started dragging us way out here. Then Emily disappeared, and then Zayn happened. I tried to get away."
"Did he do anything to you?" He stepped closer to me, putting his hands on my shoulders.
"No, he just tried to kiss me, but he only got my cheek." Harry's eyes softened a bit at this.
"Well, stay away from him, Meadow. I'm serious. He's friends with Jace, and I think he's collecting money to bail him out." My stomach dropped. I never thought about what would happen when Jace came back.
"Well, I want you to meet my friends. I think you might like them." He smiled down at me, putting his arm around my waist, protectively.
Harry's two friends were seated with Emily and Niall, and once Emily caught sight of me, she jumped up and ran over to me. She told me what had happened, but I didn't blame her, she had run to Harry for help. The guys names were Louis and Liam. They were both incredibly kind, and I wasn't nervous at all. Louis was the first to say hello to me, and I could tell he wasn't shy around anyone. Liam came next and he was so polite, and the both of them hugged me when they had to leave.
It was late, around two in the morning actually, and Harry and I were seated on the blanket that Emily had brought. We had been sitting like this for a while, just watching the ocean. I regretting not bringing my camera, because the water looked gorgeous.
Niall had taken Emily back home, so we were alone.

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***HARRY'S POV***
Meadow had fallen asleep, and I needed to get her home. When I picked up her limp body, I was surprised at how light she was. Carefully, so I wouldn't drop her, I lean over to pick up the blanket we had been sitting on.
After gently placing her in the car, and throwing the sand-covered blanket in the back of the car, I drove home.
When I carried her inside, her mother was seated by the fireplace reading. She looked alarmed at the sight of her daughter lying limp in my arms.
"She fell asleep." I whispered to her. She simply nodded and went back to her book.
Up the stairs and in her room, I set her down. She looked so innocent in her sleep. I knew she didn't like when I watched her, but I couldn't help it. All of her facial features were relaxed, and her chest rose and fell to a slow rhythm.
I brushed loose hair away from her face, and, very reluctantly, got up and left.
I whispered a goodnight to her, and drove myself back to the apartment.
Niall was passed out on the couch, so I let him be, walking into my own room.
It was small, but I barely needed to spend any time in here. I was always with Meadow, or doing anything other than sit in here. My bed was in the center, up against a wall, and I had my own closet, and a nightstand. That's all I needed in my room. Without thinking anything else, I collapsed on my bed, and fell asleep.
I dreamed of Meadow, sitting alone on the beach, Zayn's face appearing every so often...