The Only Hope For Me Is You

“What the hell! Get dressed!” Korra yelled my way. I was lazily lying on my bed playing with my phone. When I looked up she was giving me a disapproving look.

“Dressed for what.” I replied in a monotone voice hoping if I pretend I’m not going then it will actually happen.

“Oh don’t give me that Holland. Get your ass up and get dressed for the party I don’t want to be late!” I cannot believe she is actually getting angry at me. But it is kind of funny seeing her act like a little brat so I decided to tease her a bit for making my life miserable.

“Okay, okay.” I spoke with a sigh. I got up and went to my drawer picking out some baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt and putting them on. As I was pulling my shirt over my head I heard a shriek.

“NO. NO! What are you doing! You can’t wear that!” She said in a panic trying to pull them off of me. I stepped back from her so she couldn't reach me.

“What? I think they show off my curves.” I said. She was looking at me with a blank look for the longest time and it was making me extremely uncomfortable. I was about to break the silence when…

“Holland Kall did you just joke with me?”

Confused I answered “Yeah. I guess I did…. I’m sorry.” Was it wrong? Was I not allowed to? I’m so far gone that I don’t know how to act with people anymore. Or be normal for that matter I don’t know what to say. She was looking at me so strangely and bad memories started to surface. And I almost started to panic when Korra started to run out of the room. Did she just run away from me? Shit what do I do? I’m going to get kicked out of the only place I can go. I was about to go after her when she came running back into the room full speed. And tackled me.

“HOLY CRAP! YOU JUST TOLD YOUR FIRST JOKE! IM SO PROUD! AND DON’T APOLOGIZE IT WAS FUNNY! HAHA I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! WOW” What is she talking about. What is going on? What’s the big deal it was just a simple sentence. And why does she have to clap, really?

“Wha… why did you-” She shushed me and shooed me away.

“I had an energy rush never mind it. Go get dressed now. Oh! And appropriately, please and thank you! ” She through what looks like a dress at me.

Was I supposed to wear this? It was really short and tight. I don’t think I can pull this off at all.

“Umm… Do you have a dress that’s not so… small?” Korra turned and gave me a glare. I looked away from her and frowned. When I looked up, again something was flying at me. It fell to the floor and once I picked it up I noticed it was another dress. Great. I have never worn a dress in my life and she knows that, so I don’t understand why she keeps giving them to me. I should just tell her I can’t wear it and jeans and a shirt will do.

“Korra I don’t think I should-“

“Eh eh eh! No just put it on! That’s the last thing I’m giving to you!” she exclaimed.
I sighed and started to put it on when I noticed that it hung to my knees and was longer in the back. I like it but I won’t admit it to Korra and it isn’t too tight either. The fact that it’s a simple, plain, black dress made me happy. I did my makeup in the bathroom giving myself a smokey eye with a dark pink lip gloss. I then curled my hair, and before I could pull it to the side in my signature style Korra walked in and took away the hair tie I had, she told me I had to leave my hair down. I gave up after a while of arguing and just did what she said. It was time to leave now and my stubbornness lost to me nervousness.

The car ride consisted of Korra blabbering and me giving short replies. I couldn’t help but think about this Harry guy. Who is he? And why is he so great? I bet he’s just some little rich kid that was studying abroad. Pathetic, some people have it so good in life, with nothing to worry about.

Sigh.

When we got to the street of the house we had to park far away due to the large number of cars already there.

“Shit. This is why I didn’t want to be late.” Korra grumbled. I apologized because it was my fault we were late but she just waved a hand and dismissed it.

“Well. It looks like we are walking.” She said and hopped out of the driver’s side. I also hopped out and we started the trek up to the house.

When we got there loud music was thumping and screaming was heard from probably the neighborhood over. When we walked in the smell of strong alcohol hit my nostrils. I turned to Korra who was already about to speak to me.

“Do not and I repeat DO NOT talk to the girl who owns this house or you will have a LOT of problems. Understand?” She eyed me until I nodded, she then voiced a sound of approval about the fact I was actually listening to her for once.

“Okay Holland now go and mingle!” she started to walk away from me.

“Wait. Don’t leave me!” I think I’m going to throw up. She knows I have problems with communicating with other people, hell I probably couldn’t even talk to the wall and that’s not even a living thing.

“Nope I have to so you will actually talk to people and stop being all gloomy.” She made a face that I guess was supposed to be “gloomy”.

“I am not gloomy.”

“Whatever you say Miss Gloomy. I’m still leaving so….. BYE!” And she ran off and left me mumbling about finding someone. Probably her friends or that Harry guy. I took a few steps in her direction until I decided there was no use in going after her she would just leave me again.

I took in my surroundings and my choice places to hide. In the kitchen people were doing body shots on the table and most of them looked drunk out of their wits so I ruled that out, then there was upstairs and I didn’t even want to know what was going on up there, I looked outside and there were people skinny dipping in the pool so that’s a big no, and then I turned around and saw a small corner of the house. There is a chair with a cushion on it and a little love seat that someone was occupying but I didn’t pay too much attention to them. I didn’t think twice before I sped walked to the chair and sat down. If I just sit here out of the way I won’t have to talk to anyone and before I know it Korra will come and find me so we can leave. That’s all I want to do. I don’t even understand why I’m here.

This sucks I’m all alone and there is no one to talk to and I’m going to be sitting here for hours and-

I was broken from my thoughts by someone clearing their throat. The sound was coming from the loveseat next to my chair. Oh, crap I forgot someone was there and I didn’t even see the person shift from one side of the couch to the other so they were right next to my chair instead of on the other side. Fuck now I have to actually talk to someone. I looked over at the person and it was a boy then I quickly looked away not wanting the person to think I was interested in talking to them.

“Why are you sitting all by yourself love?” A raspy voice stated with a peak of amusement in the tone of the boys voice. Shit he initiated a conversation. And then I thought isn’t he in the same position as me right now?

“I could be asking you the same thing.” I stated in a monotone.

I’m really glad that someone’s talking to me but I’m really not in the mood right now. I’m so freaked out I don’t know what to say. I hear a light chuckle from beside me. I turned ready to demand to know what was so funny until I saw this guy’s appearance. He is wearing a plain black dress shirt that exposed his toned chest due to the buttons that were not in place, and was tucked into a tight pair of skinny jeans that were also black in color. He is also wearing a brown belt that matched his brown boots. Sun glasses were atop his face which was weird because we were inside and it was dark outside. On his head laid a green beanie which made his hair flip out of the ends. I can barely see his face and to me it looks like he’s trying to disguise himself. I took notice of the tattoos on his chest that are peeking out from his shirt, two what look to be swallows. After observing him I spoke again.

“Why are you sitting over here by yourself?” I asked with a bit of surprise because he is attractive I’m not going to lie to myself about the fact. So shouldn't he be flocked with girls or something?

“Well, I’m actually hiding.” There is a very brief pause, as if he thought I’d figured something out. And when I showed no sign he continued.

“Now are you going to answer my question?” he said smirk set in place.

“What question?” he looked at me and gave a huffed laugh.

“Why are you sitting all by yourself?” he asked again. Oh yeah, I forgot he asked me. I sighed and answered

“I've been ditched.” I said grudgingly. And it was true I had been ditched to fend off all these people by myself, when I haven’t even talked to anyone before. And here I am having a conversation with an actual person. I bet Korra would be proud.

“Oh, did you come with your boyfriend?” I looked at him and raised my eyebrow. He just smirked, waiting for me to answer. What is this? Is he trying to hit on me? I hate the fact that I can’t see his eyes, I can’t read him at all and it’s making me uncomfortable. He’s acting almost as shady as Korra was the other night when she wouldn’t tell me about the Harry guy. I shift awkwardly in my seat before I answer.

“No, I haven’t. I came with my cousin.” I stated matter of factly. He flashed a smile at me, showing off his prominent dimples. How….adorable.

“That wasn’t very nice of her.” He shook his head as if he is making the fact that he disapproves very obvious.

“Well I think she went to look for that guy that everyone here seems to be gushing over; I think his names Harry right?” I heard a sigh of relief and a small chuckle from him. Why would he be relieved? He seemed amused by my sentence which I think is a little odd. Does he not like Harry or something?

“Yes that’s the name I believe.” He quietly answers. Something was in his tone that I didn’t understand, it was almost like he was joking with me or something. I ignored it.

“Have you been ditched as well then?” I inquired

“No.” he said quickly “I’m hiding remember?” he spoke with a smile. That’s the second time he’s reminded me he already spoke the same words. I mentally slap myself; I need to start paying attention.

“Why would you want to hide? Shouldn’t you be enjoying yourself? I mean this is a party.” This is the most confusing boy ever. Can’t he see that he doesn’t need to be sitting by himself? And the very least talking to me. That’s when he rose to his feet with a small stretch up, facing away from me.

“I could be asking you the same thing.” He said with a laugh thinking himself funny for mocking me…The cheeky little bastard…

“I suppose you’re right though. I guess i should be enjoying myself.” He then turns around to face me. I just stare up at him and wait for him to continue were he was going with this.

“After all, this party is being thrown in my favor.” He says with a cheeky smile on his face which was showing his dimples again.

Wait a second…

That’s when he finally took off his sunglasses.

I was met with the most beautiful pair of forest green eyes. They left me speechless. The boy winked at me before pointing toward the loveseat he just sat upon. I looked over and there was a piece of paper sitting there. I quickly picked it up, but when I looked up to question the strange boy he was gone. When I opened the paper it had a bunch of numbers on it.

A phone number? I question myself, and there is something written underneath. And that’s when everything came into place. The name I read under the number made my heart skip a beat.

‘Harry’ was written there.

Holy Shit.

Notes

Holland meets the mysterious guy named Harry!

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