"Car, why do I need to wear this? No one cares what I look like. I was just going to put on some jeans and a normal t-shirt."

"Shut up, I know what I'm doing. You look hot, I don't know why you're complaining. Here," she holds out some charm bracelets for me.

"Jewellery? Seriously?" She rolls her eyes and holds out some ballet flats as well. "Why do I need those? We're inside!"

"Would you just trust me!" I take them from her and she pushes me into the bathroom. "Take out your ponytail, I'm going to fix it."

"What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing, but I'm going to make it all wavy and sexy so you can have your hair down." I give her a 'really?' look in the mirror. "Just do it. You know you're going to anyway."

I do as I'm told and she gets to work on my long hair. "So, got your eye on anyone, Car?" She shrugs. "I know you do, you always do. Do you still like Collin?"

"No, he's boring. All he does is read and stuff. No offence."

I laugh and ignore the comment. I know I'm boring, especially compared to Caroline. "So who do you have your sights set on now?"

"I don't know," she says quietly, holding back a smile. She is my best friend, I don't know why she thinks she can lie to me and get away with it.

"Caroline, tell me before I beat it out of you."

"Well...I might have the tiniest little crush on Niall."

"What! Really! Oh my goodness that's so adorable, you guys would be so cute together. You'd have little blonde babies."

"Oh my gosh, Ad! Calm down!"

"What? Just throwing it out there."

She rolls her eyes and takes a step back. "All done. You look great."

I examine myself in the mirror and smile a little at the result. Caroline does know what she's doing. The only problem is, this isn't me. I would never wear something like this unless she forced me to. The only reason I even own crop tops is because Caroline makes me buy them or gives me the ones she doesn't wear anymore. I don't like it when my stomach is exposed.

"I can see that you're about to protest my clothing choices, so let's go before you can change," she says, taking my hand and leading me out of my room. Well, I guess I have no choice.

Harry's POV

Did I really just tell her that she looks hot? I just blurted it out like some creepy perv. She probably thinks I'm weird. Good thing I could blame it on the alcohol, even though I haven't had any. She doesn't know that, though.

I find myself continually looking towards the hallway while I wait for her to come back out of her room. Caroline got here as I was passing the door, so I told her Adie was in her room. More have people showed up now, and I think this is pretty much everyone that's coming. There's about thirty people, which isn't much...Adie should be okay with that, right?

"You staring isn't going to make her appear," Zayn says to me, nudging my side to get my attention.

"I'm not staring," I retort. He just laughs and goes back to his conversation. Zayn is pretty quiet most of the time...which means that he does a lot of observing. Most of the time he knows more about people than anyone else. Which also means that he probably knows I like Adie. Great.

"Haz, what did you do last night? I tried calling you, we all went to Courtney's house," Niall says, talking to me from the other side of the circle a group of us are standing in. Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn, me, Courtney, and the two bimbos that follow her around. Everyone's eyes are on me now; I had like fifteen missed calls when we got home last night. I had left my phone in the car and apparently most of them had tried to get a hold of me to invite me, including Courtney. That girl just won't take a hint. Louis gives me a knowing smile and waits for my answer.

"I umm..I was busy." That was weak.

"What were you doing? You always have your phone," Niall continues. I look to Louis for help, but he just shrugs. He was probably with them last night. I'm not sure how Liam would react to my almost-date with Adie. He would probably be pissed.

"He's blushing!" Ashlee says, pointing to me. That would be one of Courtney's fake-ass friends. "Harry was with a girl!"

No shit sherlock. Courtney glares at me and I nervously take a sip of my beer, which I decided to drink since I told Adie I already was. Out of the corner of my eye I see her emerge from the hallway with Caroline. She looks nervous, shyly walking to the living room with her. She's wearing different clothes, as promised; red jeans and a black tshirt. It's long enough in the back, but in the front I can see a bit of her stomach. She looks hot, but I don't like it when she dresses like that. She doesn't need to and I know it isn't her; she would never wear something like that on a normal day. I like the way she dresses; she's innocent, modest. It's different and it's one of the reasons I like her. She doesn't try to dress in a way that makes guys drool over her. That's good for me; I don't want anyone else looking at her the way I do.

"I guess I was," I confirm, tearing my eyes away from Adie and answering Ashlee's question. Courtney let's out a huff and walks away, pulling Ashlee with her.

"Wait, seriously? Who were you with?" Niall asks. Damn this kid is so oblivious sometimes. Can he not tell that I don't want to answer these questions.

"Oh, there's Adie. I'm going to go say hi," Liam says, walking past us. Shit, why didn't I do that when I saw her? He walks over and sits on the coffee table in front of her, leaning forward and talking to her. After a minute he rests one of his hands on her leg, which she doesn't remove. What the hell? I grind my teeth together, aggravated that I have to watch him flirt with her. I need to have a chat with him.

"You were with her last night weren't you?" Zayn asks. I just nod, unable to look away from Liam's hand on her leg. Why isn't she pushing him off? "So you went on a date with her? What's she doing with Liam?"

"It wasn't really a date I guess."

"So why are you so jealous?" he asks. I can tell by his tone that he knows the answer to that question. "I guess the better question is, why aren't you doing anything about that?"

I tear my eyes away from Adie and look at Zayn, who's giving me a kind of sympathetic smile. So I guess he does know.

"Look mate, I don't think Adie is going to see how you feel unless you tell her. She's the kind of girl that just assumes guys don't think of her that way."

How is that possible? "I already tried that. I couldn't do it."

"This is you we're talking about, Harry. Since when do you have a problem talking to girls?"

"Talking to her isn't the problem. We talk all the time. It's actually making her see that I...you know. I tried this morning and I couldn't get the words out."

"Well if you don't tell her soon, Liam is going to beat you to it. You and I both know that he wants to take her to the formal," he says, clamping a hand on my shoulder and walking away to talk to some other people. I know he's right, but I don't know how to do this. I've never asked someone out when I've felt this strongly. I don't know how to handle it I guess. I mean I've had a few girlfriends, but the longest relationship was about four months and I was no where close to being in love with her.

Well if I can't tell her, I might as well try to stop Liam from doing it. I down the rest of my drink and walk over to the couch where Adie is sitting with Liam still across from her. She's laughing at something he said. Her laugh makes me smile, but I hate that it's at something Liam said.

"Excuse me, mate." I step between the two, officially ending Liam's contact with her leg and sitting down right next to Adie, my arm up against hers. She smiles at me and starts picking at her nails, something she does when it seems like she doesn't know what else to do with herself. "What were you two chatting about?"

"I was just telling Adie about the horrible date I had to the formal last year," Liam says, clearly annoyed by my presence. Well, good.

"Oh yeah, that was brutal." And clearly a way for him to bring up asking her. Looks like I had impeccable timing.

"It sure sounds like it," Adie agrees. "Who did you go with last year, Harry?"

"I didn't bring anyone. I wasn't planning on going, actually. It was a last minute thing." I explain, shrugging.

"Why wouldn't you want to go?" she asks.

"I don't know. I just wasn't into it. There wasn't really anyone I wanted to take and it felt pointless to go without a date."

"But there is someone now," she says happily, poking my arm a few times. I just laugh and look at Liam, who looks even more pissed.

"Is there?" he asks. "Who might that be, Harry?"

"I already tried to get him to tell me but he wouldn't," Adie adds. Liam just gives me a weird smile.

"Is that so? Keeping it to yourself, Harry?"

"I guess so," I say through gritted teeth. Why is he trying to piss me off?

"Then maybe you should sit back and let other people express themselves," he says in a back-the-fuck-off kind of way. Why should I back off? He's the one who should back off. I'm way closer to Adie than he is. I've known her my whole life.

"Am I missing something?" Adie chimes in.

"Why don't you ask Harry?"

Adie looks at me, quite innocently I might add. I glare at Liam before turning my eyes to her. I want to tell her I really do, but not like this. Not because Liam forced it out of me.

"Do you want something to drink?" I ask in defeat. She shakes her head and I get up without looking at Liam again. Well that didn't go very well.

Adison's POV

"Do you want something to drink?" he asks me. He seems irritated by Liam. I don't really know what's going on. I shake my head, no, and he gets up and walks back to the kitchen where he was before. Instead of stopping he goes straight out the back door into the darkness.

"I wonder if he's okay," I say quietly, more to myself than to Liam. He stands and takes the spot Harry was just sitting in, putting his arm around my shoulders. It makes me a little uncomfortable, but mostly because there's a lot of people around and I'm not used to this kind of thing.

"So, there's something I want to ask you, Adie." I look up at him shyly and nod my head. "I umm..I think you're a really great girl and I would really love it if you would come to the formal with me on Friday."

Wow. "Umm..." He gives me a hopeful but confident smile. I want to say yes, but the word just won't come out of my mouth. Instead I find myself thinking about Harry. That's weird.

"I'm a good date, I promise," he says, laughing a little. I smile and feel the heat rise in my cheeks. I don't know why I'm being so awkward right now. Liam is a great guy, why aren't I saying yes? I've always dreamed about having a date to a school dance.

"I umm..I need to go talk to Caroline. We were going to go as each other's dates. You know, friend thing," I explain weakly. He looks confused, but nods his head in agreement anyway. I quickly get up and make my way to the back of the house where Harry went. When I get out the back door I see that he's standing by the fire he must have just made. I wrap my arms around myself against the cold and walk up beside him.

"Hey, it's freezing out here. What are you doing?" He shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets. "Harry, are you okay?"

"So, did he ask you?"

How the hec does he know that? "Liam?" He nods once and keeps his eyes on the flames. "Actually he just did. But I umm..I wanted to talk to you-"

"That's great. You guys will have a great time," he says sarcastically. I'm about to ask why he's being such a jerk but he suddenly turns and storms back into the house. I chase after him, but his long legs carry him a lot faster than mine do. When I get inside I pan the large area, finally spotting him walking towards the opposite side of the dining room. He marches right up to Courtney and my stomach drops when I see him smash his lips against hers. She immediately throws her arms around his neck and I stagger backwards. I feel like someone just punched me in the stomach.

I go back out to the firepit, folding my arms over my stomach and getting as close as possible without burning myself. Why would he do that? He's told me over and over again that he can't stand Courtney. He knew I would be watching him, too. What is his problem? And why do I feel so angry about it?

"Adie?"

I reach up and wipe a few tears from my cheeks before turning around to look at Caroline.

"Hey, just umm..taking a break."

"You would not believe what just happened. Harry and Courtney are totally making out right now. I thought he liked you, but maybe I was wrong."

Completely. "So, have you talked to Niall?"

She smiles widely and starts recanting every word they've exchanged. I just nod, smile and put in my one-syllable words to make her think that I'm listening. I want to be, but I can't get Harry and Courtney out of my head.

"And I really hope he asks me to the formal. Wouldn't that be so perfect?"

"Oh my gosh, Liam." I put my hand to me forehead, feeling really bad that I've left him waiting.

"What?"

"Liam just asked me to be his date to the formal but I wanted to-" I stop short on my explanation. She doesn't need to know what just happened. "I need to go talk to him." She nods and follows me back inside the house. Liam is in the kitchen now, thank goodness I don't have to venture further and get closer to Harry and Courtney sucking each other's faces off.

"There you are," he says, putting his arm around my shoulders when I lean against the counter next to him. "I thought you ran off." I shake my head and give him the best smile I can manage right now.

"I would love to go to the formal with you."

He smiles and kisses the top of my head. I want to be excited about this, I really do. I have a gorgeous dress and an incredible date...but I'm just not. I stay there beside him for a while, looking mostly at the ground and only speaking when spoke to. Car comes and stands between Niall and Louis. After about ten minutes I see Harry emerge from the hallway with Courtney close behind him. Where did they..

Oh my gosh.

Harry's POV

"Courtney, come on." She just giggles and continues fiddling with my belt buckles. I reach down and take her wrists in my hands, stopping her. "I'm serious. I'm not having sex with you."

"Then what the hell do you want?" she asks, clearly irritated. What I want is to be making out with Adie, not Courtney. But she made her choice, didn't she. I just shrug and she leans back down, kissing below my ear. I may not like her, but she knows what she's doing.

"You know you want me, Harry," she whispers, kissing down my neck. My eyes flutter closed against my will while she continues. No no I can't be doing this. What would Adie think of me?

"No, I can't," I say quietly, pushing her off of me. She lets out a humourless laugh and sits up.

"You realize you're the one who kissed me, right? You are the one that brought me in here. What did you want to do, tell each other secrets?" Damn her voice is annoying.

"I don't know what to tell you," I say, standing and straightening out my clothes. "I guess the alcohol got the better of me."

She narrows her eyes at me and shakes her head as she gets off the bed. "I don't know what the fuck your problem is, but when you've figured it out you let me know."

I hate it when girls swear. Seriously, it's so unattractive. I've never heard any kind of profanity leave Adie's mouth. I follow Courtney down the hall but she stops before we round the corner and turns to face me.

"I'm going to overlook this little incident," she says, putting her hands on my chest and slowly moving them up to the back of my neck. "But you need to stop shutting my down in front of our friends, got it? I won't have you embarrassing me any more."

I roll my eyes and remove her hands from my neck, stepping around her and walking back out to the living room. That probably wasn't my finest moment. When I get to the living room I sit on the section of the couch that faces the kitchen room. My eyes find Adie's and that she's already looking at me, eyes filled with confusions and maybe...hurt? She quickly looks at the ground and my eyes go to Liam's arm around her.

I think I may have just made a really big mistake.

Adie's POV

I can't even believe him right now. How could he do that? With her of all people!

Why do I care so much?

"Are you okay," Liam asks. "You look upset."

"No, I'm fine. I just...I'm really tired. I think I'm going to go to sleep. I'll see you at school on Monday." I take a step away, making his arm drop. He calls out a goodnight as I walk away, and I feel bad for being so out of it around him. I don't know what's gotten into me. A really great guy likes me and all I can think about is Harry kissing Courtney.

"Adie, where are you going?" Caroline calls, following me to the hallway.

"I'm going to bed. You can sleep over if you want."

"Why? It's only midnight!"

"I'm tired, Car." I wish Tyler had shown up. He would have seen right through me and made me talk about this. Right now I feel like my mind is just overanalyzing everything and I can't stop it.

"Okay, well Niall offered to drive me home so, I think I'll probably go with him," she says, crossing her fingers and smiling widely. I laugh weakly and nod my head.

"Good luck with that. Text me tomorrow." With that I turn and head to my bedroom, completely ready to get out of these ridiculous clothes. When my teeth are brushed I pull my hair back into a ponytail. I curl up under the blankets and close my eyes, trying really hard to push back all thoughts of Harry and his...activities tonight.

I wish my mom was here. I wish I could talk to her about this, find out what she thinks about it all. She knew me better than anyone; she would know why I'm feeling like this. She would tell me if it's a good idea or not to go to the formal with Liam. She would help me figure out why Harry has been acting so strange these last few days. She would help me sort out the feelings I had after last night and why I suddenly want someone exciting and maybe a little bit dangerous in my life. She would be able to tell me if I'm going crazy, which I feel like I am. This is why I've avoided boys in high school; it's not worth this, the way I'm feeling right now. I just want to sleep.

Notes

oooooh harry. what are you doing with your life.

saw the new pics of harry and kendall...and i have to say that she's really unfairly pretty. shes gorgeous and i really want to not like her but she seems like a nice person. a tad spoiled maybe but she seems alright. he could do worse people. like taylor. ew.

anyway that was my hendall rant. everyones doing them so i put mine out there :P they actually do seem cute together...

ANYWAY back to the story. harry is stupid apparently.
what do you think will happen?
will he tell adie how he feels???
will adie ever figure out that she likes him?
will she go with liam?
whats gonna happen at the formal!?!!

SO MANY QUESTIONS
so comment and answer some :)
i want to no what you guys thinkkk!!!


so yeah. comment, vote, subscribe, as per usual. if the numbers go up ill update again today:) maybe even a triple...but i would need LOTS of votes for that. like lots.

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