I Have No Idea

chapter 4

The rest of the day went by in a blur and before I knew it, I was in 8th period, history. I walked into class a little early, and saw that Abby had already saved me a seat next to her. I was getting out my pen, when I saw a glimpse of curly brown hair in the door frame. Harry then walked in and sat in the desk next to me propping his legs up on the desk in front of him. I kept looking straight ahead worried that I might end u staring. "Good morning class today we'll be taking notes on the French revolution so get out your notebooks." said Mr. Chalmers as he walked to the front of the class. Harry leaned over towards me "Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper?" Oh shit he's talking to me what do I say, WHAT THE FUCK DO I SAY, I thought to myself. "Oh wait I found one, never mind." he smiled apologetically, showing off his dimples. "Uh, I ,um, uh" I sputtered, until he turned away. God why am I such an idiot, I thought putting my head on my desk.

For the rest of class I just kept thinking about the whole incident. The first time he talks to me and what do i say? Uh I um. The bell rang taking me out of my self pity and I almost sprint out of class, not even waiting for Abby like I usually did. As I approached my locker I noticed Zayn was walking towards me. "Hey" he said kinda shyly. 

"Hi" I replied, anxious to see where this was going.                                                                                  

  "So, me and the mates are having a party down at Harry's new place and I was wondering if you and your friends would come...but you know if you're busy..."                                                                             

 "I'd love to!" I said cutting his sentence short.                                                                                       

"Cool, i'll text you the address" He said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. I quickly put in my number, and he smiled. "I'll see you tonight" he yelled as he  walked away. I texted my friends to meet me at my house to get ready.

"What do you think I should wear?" I asked aloud to Anna, Abby, Kyah, and Rachel who were all doing their makeup. (I had already finished mine before they came.)

" Um, maybe that cute high-low dress you got?" Anna said while applying mascara.

"ehhh, no that's way too formal" Plus I never really liked that dress. I got it as a birthday present from my cousin.

"Well whatever you wear it better be slutty!" Kyah said a little too loud given that my mom was in the next room.

"Oh, don't worry it will be" I said only half joking.

I ended up going with my hair in big curls and a black dress with cutouts that wasn't suffocating, but hugged my body. Me and my friends got out of the car. I breathed deeply to calm my nerves, you know this being my first ever stereotypical high school party I was pretty nervous. I fixed my hair, checked my makeup, then walked inside.