“Ugh, turn that off.” I mutter rolling over and swinging an arm over my ear to block out the noise of the buzzing alarm.

I open my eyes and immediately regret it when the sunlight hits them. My head pounds and I feel nauseous. My hand flies to my mouth to cover it as I gag, leaning over the side of the bed.

“Whoa, careful love.” A British accent says behind me, stroking my hair. I turn my head slightly to see Louis lying there, half naked and gorgeous.

He pulls me back to him, my head resting on his bare chest.

“I have to go” I mumble trying to get away from him, he only holds me tighter to his chest.

I grunt and weasel my way out of his arms and into a sitting position. I groan as my head throbs. It’s then that I realize I have absolutely no idea where I am.

“Uh, Louis?”

“Yes?”

“Where the fuck are we?”

He laughs and explains to me that last night we were so drunk, he called a cab and took us back to his house. The way he looks at me scares me, almost like he wants more than a one-night stand. But I’m just not that kind of girl, and he’s about to find that out the hard way.

“So uh, could I get your number?” Louis asks shyly, looking away from me.

I sigh, squatting down so that I’m eye level with him.

“Uh, look Lou, Louis. I’m not that kinda girl. But we can totally still be friends, if you want.” I say, shrugging my shoulders and standing back up.

“Friends sounds, uh nice.” He says smiling. I turn around and he grabs my ass, laughing I turn and playfully slap his hand away.

I pick up my discarded clothing that's scattered around Louis’s room and slowly slip it on, careful not to disturb my head anymore than it already is. I lean back and stretch and slowly exit his room.

I’m walking down the stairs, adjusting my bra when I see Harry come around the corner.

“Hey Dad, do we have any-“ He looks up, cutting himself off.

“Ria?” He asks quietly. Hurt creeping into his eyes, wait hurt? Why does he look so sad?

“Uh, hi!” I say, giving a little wave.

“What are you- oh!” He says, looking up the stairs towards where Louis’s bedroom is. He looks back at me.

I walk past him down the stairs, and he catches my arm bringing me back to him. He picks up a piece of my hair and twirls it around his finger.

“Ria.” He says, smiling and looking up at me. “What are you doing later?”

“Nothing.” I reply boredly.

“Come for a walk with me.” He says smiling mischievously.

“Yeah, I don’t think so.” I reply.

“Wasn’t a question.” He says, showing me out of the house and winking.


xx


Half an hour later, I’m dressed in a flowery crop top, light blue high wasted jeans, a pair of brown combat boots and a brown jacket since it is October and it’s getting chilly. (Ria's Outfit)

I stand on my front porch, hands fisted in my pockets. I pull out my cigarettes and my purple lighter, popping one in my mouth and lighting it. I see Harry close the door of his house as he walks down the steps leading up to his porch. He crosses the small patch of grass that divides our property, there’s a camera swinging from around his neck.

“You look nice, Ri.” Harry says, coming to a stop in front of my porch, he’s dressed in a brown suede jacket, a loose grey v neck, black jeans and brown moccasins. I grin at him as I make my way down the steps to the ground and we walk to the sidewalk.

“Hey!” he calls from behind me, I turn my head and smile as he snaps a picture.

“You look beautiful.” He says coming up to me to show me the picture.

“Oh shut up.” I say, laughing and playfully pushing him away.
He laces his arm through mine, and we walked with our arms linked down the road and into a small park that's fairly empty.

We make our way over to a bench, in front of a pair of swings. I pull my knees up to my chest and rest my crossed arms ontop of them. Harry sits beside me, producing a large rolled joint.

“Do you smoke?” He asks with a smile.

“Of course!” I say grinning widely.

He sparks the joint and we sit in silence, smoking it. After a few pulls, I begin coughing hard. Harry rubs my back and whispers things to me.

“Shhh, it’s okay love.” I make out as I finish coughing, my brain and eyesight foggy from the drugs. I laugh out loud and poke his dimple.

Harry smiles and takes another puff off the joint. He exhales slowly in my face laughing as I fan my face to try and get the smoke away from it.

“Do you wanna try something?” Harry says, staring into my eyes. I nod my head, not breaking eye contact.

He inhales from the joint and brings his face close to mine, so close that I can smell his cologne. My breath hitches as his lips lean into mine. I open my mouth just as Harry blows the smoke into it, inhaling and then letting the smoke out.

I blink a few times as the smoke slowly clouds my vision, I laugh loudly wrapping my arms around Harry and burying my face in his neck. He holds his camera out at harms length and takes a picture of us, my face in his neck laughing him smiling widely.

He stands up and takes my by the hand, pulling me up as well, he holds out his hand.

“Shall we?” He asks sweetly. I take his hand and let him lead me towards the swings.

We swing back and forth laughing loudly, trying to catch each other’s hand. I jump off the swing and land on my feet, Harry landing beside me not long after. Harry grabs my hand and pulls me down the path over to where the forest area is. The leaves on the trees have beautiful colored leaves.

I lean down to scoop up a handful of leaves and toss them in the air, they fall around Harry and I and we laugh.

“So, you start a new school tomorrow?” I ask Harry turning to face him.
“Yeah, Ridgeview or Ridgeway or something like that.”

“Ridgeview, I go there.” I say.

“So you’ll sit with me at lunch tomorrow?” Harry asks, smiling.

“I never said that.” I say.

“Well, will you?” He asks hopefully.

“Ew, no.” I say sarcastically, laughing.

Harry sticks out his tongue at me and I stick mine back out at him. His phone rings and he fishes around in his pocket until he finds it. I stare at him, admiring his dimple.

“Ria?” He asks.

“Huh, yea?”

“I said; I have to go home now, that was Dad on the phone.”

“Oh, right, okay.” I say turning to walk back to our houses from the park. He runs to catch up with me.

“This was fun, we should do it again!” He says cheerfully.

“No.” I say.

“Why not?” He asks sadly. I turn to face him, my face straight no emotion showing, I can’t let him in, not another boy. Boys lead to heartbreaks unless they’re ontop of you with their clothes off.

“Look, Harry.” I start off, his face already dropping. “I’m not the kind of girl you’d want to know, you know I’m the ‘bad’ type.” I say, air quoting the word bad.

He starts to say something but I cut him off.

“We’d just be better off as, friends. Okay?” I ask and he nods solemnly.

“Good.” I finish, walking the opposite way from home and the opposite way from Harry. I leave him standing there underneath the pretty colored leaves and walk. I don’t know where I’m going I just know I need to get out of here.

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