Incidental
Caught
SAM
"Is this ok?" I ask Blair presenting myself in a pair of jeans and white off the shoulder shirt. Blair rolls her eyes. "Sam, you have a body. Use it. Now come here, we are raiding my closet for something." Blair throws several pieces at me, pushing me to try them on.
Two dress don't fit, one is extremely too tight and the last outfit is a two piece; pink criss cross spaghetti crop and a white draped high low maxi skirt.
"Okay, last outfit." I say covering the bit of my midriff showing.
"Yes!" Blair claps. "That is your outfit for tonight!"
"I don't know, Blair. I feel exposed."
"Come on Sam, it's just a little skin. So many girls would kill for a body like yours."
"I don't see it."
"Of course you don't because you look at it everyday and see it's faults rather than positives. Now put on your heels and fix up your hair because we are like an hour late to this shindig."
I rush through my hair before meeting Blair in her car. We make it to the party, parking what seems like miles away. Blair fixes her black and white color blocked dress as I meet up by her side.
"Blair, people are looking at us."
"Yes, because your hot. Now shush up and let's go find your lover."
"He's not my lover." I whine.
"Yeah, yeah whatever!"
We step into the house immediately met with Ellie Goulding's "On My Mind". I scan the large crowd, looking for the likes of Cade.
"No luck, Blair." I shout over the music.
"Let's just go get a drink!" She nods, grabbing hold of my arm as we make our way through the crowded house. I manage to make us two drinks before being completely overcome by "rebellious" freshmen.
"Desperate." Blair scoffs.
"I'll say. Someone nearly ripped the vodka from my hands."
"Are you sure Cade came here? I've been looking but haven't seen anyone who looks remotely close like Cade Branson."
"He said Nolan's place. So I'm relying on you there."
"This is Nolan's house!" She smiles, pointing. "See."
I turn to see framed baseball and lacrosse jerseys lining the walls. Awards and trophies are showcased everywhere along with his academic achievements.
"Come on, we will keep looking."
I gain Blair's side, venturing further into the house. She abruptly stops, turning back to me quickly.
"Uh, he's not back here. Let's go back this way." She rushes.
"But we haven't even gone towards the back half of the house?" I question.
"I know, but he's uh -- I think I see him up there. Sam." Blair slows.
But she doesn't have to say anything else. I already see Cade, pleasantly consumed with another broad in his lap.
"I'm so sorry." Blair frowns. "Wanna get out of here?"
"You can stay." I swallow hard. "I can walk."
"Um, chicks before dicks. Besides, I know this awesome ice cream place on the way." I smile, before giving Cade one last look. Blair turns me around, leading me out of the house.
HARRY
We find ourselves situated around a coffee table conversing with other classmates. I watch as Holly whispers something in Madeline's ear. Maddie moves swiftly to Cade, sitting herself in his lap. Funny how everyone wants a guy once he has found himself a lady. Cade shifts uncomfortably under Madeline, cursing under his breath I have no doubt. Holly snuggles into a chair I have perched myself on the arm of. I scan the crowd as I drink my whiskey. A bright pink crop top catches my eye as I fight to see around people to check the chick out. Of course, Sam.
Wait--Oh shit.
Her face pales as Blair waves her hands dramatically in front of Sam's face.
"Cade." I sharply call. His eyes dart up to mine as I thumb back towards the girls.
"Awww fuck!" He groans, not so easily pushing Madeline off his lap. He rushes through the crowd and I can see the frustration setting in.
"What the fuck is wrong with him?" Madeline snarls.
"He doesn't want you." I snip.
"Oh fuck off Harry." She spits. "No good bastard."
I laugh. "Nothing you say is going to hurt me. Oh and by the way, I told Holly she was setting you up for failure."
"You did not!" Holly whines.
"Thanks a lot, Holly!" Madeline tantrums. "I'm going for another drink."
I shake my head at how extremely petty these girls are. Cade comes back Sam-less seemingly pissed off.
"Thanks a lot Styles."
"Whoa, what the fuck did I do?"
"That shit with Madeline or whatever the fuck her name is." Cade rambles.
"That was not me! That was Holly, fuck you for thinking I would sabotage you."
"Whatever, I'm out of here." Cade shoulders, walking past me.
I shake my head, finishing my drink. I get off the couch and go to on the hunt for Holly and the home-wrecker, Maddie.
Hours later, I'm walking back to the dorm by myself. Madeline and Holly took off to god's knows where to no doubt have a Cade and Harry hate fest. My legs burn as I push myself up the last couple steps of the stairwell. I find the door unlock and open up to a dark residence. I sigh deeply and venture towards Cade's room. I knock.
"Cade?"
"Fuck off Styles." He mumbles from the other side of the door.
"Come on mate, you really think I would do that?"
Silence.
I sigh. "Well, if it means anything I'm sorry shit happened." I turn around and head for my room before hearing his door open.
"How do I fix this?"
I turn around seeing his face a bit puffy and red. "I---um--were you crying?"
"What, no!" He harshly rubs his face."
I sigh again. "That doesn't matter anyway, right. Uh, you could go to her place?"
"I don't know what apartment it is."
"Come on Cade, use your head. Ask around, tell a white lie."
He looks at me before slumping his shoulders. "I hate you." He grumbles before heading for the door.
I laugh out loud. "That's my boy!"
"Is this ok?" I ask Blair presenting myself in a pair of jeans and white off the shoulder shirt. Blair rolls her eyes. "Sam, you have a body. Use it. Now come here, we are raiding my closet for something." Blair throws several pieces at me, pushing me to try them on.
Two dress don't fit, one is extremely too tight and the last outfit is a two piece; pink criss cross spaghetti crop and a white draped high low maxi skirt.
"Okay, last outfit." I say covering the bit of my midriff showing.
"Yes!" Blair claps. "That is your outfit for tonight!"
"I don't know, Blair. I feel exposed."
"Come on Sam, it's just a little skin. So many girls would kill for a body like yours."
"I don't see it."
"Of course you don't because you look at it everyday and see it's faults rather than positives. Now put on your heels and fix up your hair because we are like an hour late to this shindig."
I rush through my hair before meeting Blair in her car. We make it to the party, parking what seems like miles away. Blair fixes her black and white color blocked dress as I meet up by her side.
"Blair, people are looking at us."
"Yes, because your hot. Now shush up and let's go find your lover."
"He's not my lover." I whine.
"Yeah, yeah whatever!"
We step into the house immediately met with Ellie Goulding's "On My Mind". I scan the large crowd, looking for the likes of Cade.
"No luck, Blair." I shout over the music.
"Let's just go get a drink!" She nods, grabbing hold of my arm as we make our way through the crowded house. I manage to make us two drinks before being completely overcome by "rebellious" freshmen.
"Desperate." Blair scoffs.
"I'll say. Someone nearly ripped the vodka from my hands."
"Are you sure Cade came here? I've been looking but haven't seen anyone who looks remotely close like Cade Branson."
"He said Nolan's place. So I'm relying on you there."
"This is Nolan's house!" She smiles, pointing. "See."
I turn to see framed baseball and lacrosse jerseys lining the walls. Awards and trophies are showcased everywhere along with his academic achievements.
"Come on, we will keep looking."
I gain Blair's side, venturing further into the house. She abruptly stops, turning back to me quickly.
"Uh, he's not back here. Let's go back this way." She rushes.
"But we haven't even gone towards the back half of the house?" I question.
"I know, but he's uh -- I think I see him up there. Sam." Blair slows.
But she doesn't have to say anything else. I already see Cade, pleasantly consumed with another broad in his lap.
"I'm so sorry." Blair frowns. "Wanna get out of here?"
"You can stay." I swallow hard. "I can walk."
"Um, chicks before dicks. Besides, I know this awesome ice cream place on the way." I smile, before giving Cade one last look. Blair turns me around, leading me out of the house.
HARRY
We find ourselves situated around a coffee table conversing with other classmates. I watch as Holly whispers something in Madeline's ear. Maddie moves swiftly to Cade, sitting herself in his lap. Funny how everyone wants a guy once he has found himself a lady. Cade shifts uncomfortably under Madeline, cursing under his breath I have no doubt. Holly snuggles into a chair I have perched myself on the arm of. I scan the crowd as I drink my whiskey. A bright pink crop top catches my eye as I fight to see around people to check the chick out. Of course, Sam.
Wait--Oh shit.
Her face pales as Blair waves her hands dramatically in front of Sam's face.
"Cade." I sharply call. His eyes dart up to mine as I thumb back towards the girls.
"Awww fuck!" He groans, not so easily pushing Madeline off his lap. He rushes through the crowd and I can see the frustration setting in.
"What the fuck is wrong with him?" Madeline snarls.
"He doesn't want you." I snip.
"Oh fuck off Harry." She spits. "No good bastard."
I laugh. "Nothing you say is going to hurt me. Oh and by the way, I told Holly she was setting you up for failure."
"You did not!" Holly whines.
"Thanks a lot, Holly!" Madeline tantrums. "I'm going for another drink."
I shake my head at how extremely petty these girls are. Cade comes back Sam-less seemingly pissed off.
"Thanks a lot Styles."
"Whoa, what the fuck did I do?"
"That shit with Madeline or whatever the fuck her name is." Cade rambles.
"That was not me! That was Holly, fuck you for thinking I would sabotage you."
"Whatever, I'm out of here." Cade shoulders, walking past me.
I shake my head, finishing my drink. I get off the couch and go to on the hunt for Holly and the home-wrecker, Maddie.
Hours later, I'm walking back to the dorm by myself. Madeline and Holly took off to god's knows where to no doubt have a Cade and Harry hate fest. My legs burn as I push myself up the last couple steps of the stairwell. I find the door unlock and open up to a dark residence. I sigh deeply and venture towards Cade's room. I knock.
"Cade?"
"Fuck off Styles." He mumbles from the other side of the door.
"Come on mate, you really think I would do that?"
Silence.
I sigh. "Well, if it means anything I'm sorry shit happened." I turn around and head for my room before hearing his door open.
"How do I fix this?"
I turn around seeing his face a bit puffy and red. "I---um--were you crying?"
"What, no!" He harshly rubs his face."
I sigh again. "That doesn't matter anyway, right. Uh, you could go to her place?"
"I don't know what apartment it is."
"Come on Cade, use your head. Ask around, tell a white lie."
He looks at me before slumping his shoulders. "I hate you." He grumbles before heading for the door.
I laugh out loud. "That's my boy!"
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9/15/16