Let's put it this way, my mother was not happy that I had invite 5 boys into our house without her permission. My dad, on the other hand, was thrilled he was meeting celebrities. He kept them busy with questions about their career in one room while my mother screamed at me in another.
Once she was done I walked down the stairs and into the entryway. Malcolm was leaned up against the doorframe, waiting for me. "Well Bells. I didn't know you to be the cheating type, but I guess I can work with it." He tried to goose me again but I slapped his hand. I lowered my voice and hissed at him, "Hands off, perv. We are not together and we will never be. Get over it." I glared at him before spinning on my heel and walking out the back door. My dad was showing the boys around our backyard. The pool, hot tub, green house, trampoline, cabana, and patio and man made quarry we shared with the neighbors. Harry saw me and walked towards me with his eyes big and his mouth wide open, "Bella what is all this? Your house is AMAZING!" I laughed. "Thanks! You guys get to spend the next few days here!" He did a happy dance and walked back over to my dad. I put my feet in the pool water and called Brandon, he picked up on the second ring, "What's up, babe?" I grinned, "Well, moms majorly pissed about it, so chances are she'll be out of the house in two or three hours, and won't be back till…morning at the earliest. So what do you want to do?" I could basically see Brandon fist pumping the air, "I'd say a proper Welcoming Back party is in order for you. Leave it all to me." And he hung up. When my mom gets angry she takes my dad and goes for a spa day.
I was right. My mother and my dad had taken a car and left for the night. As soon as they were past the gate, I squealed and ran into the living room where the boys sat. I stood in front of them, "Get ready, British boys, because you are about to experience a real life American party done right!" Niall shouted, "YEAH BUDDY!" and Zayn clapped his hands. Liam grinned and Louis high-five'd Harry. I invited Laura over to get ready with me. Mac Miller blarred through the entire house and in 6 different rooms upstairs, we were all getting ready. At 10, we were all downstairs, in the kitchen. I was wearing dark jeans short shorts and a gray beaded tank top. Underneath I had on a neon orange bikini and my long hair fell in beach waves. The boys were all decked out in their own style, with a few twists. Harry had ditched the blazer, and wore black dotted swim trunks and a white t-shirt. He looked hot as hell. I gripped his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. He smiled, "I'm excited." He whispered.
By 11:30, the party was in full swing. Teenagers were scattered everywhere though out my house. I just made sure to lock my room, my parents, and Jake's bedroom before the party started but everything else was fair game. Zayn was DJ'ing in the cabana and had probably 5 or 6 girls flirting straight up with him. Hillary and Niall were dancing near the pool. Louis was jumping off the top of the cabana and flipping into the pool, impressing many. Liam had his arm around some girl and was leading her into the green house. Cute. Harry and I sat in the hot tub, kissing and laughing. I took a swig of my beer and started dancing to the music. Brandon came over and sat with his feet in the water, and lay on his back. "ARE YOU HIGH?" I shouted at him and laughed when he nodded. He sat up, "Your friend Louis really knows how to party." Implying that Louis was high too, this I had to see.
Around 2 things got difficult. People had started smoking in the green house, idiots, and I had to kick a few out. And then, when Zayn was blending me a drink, Malcolm showed up with two girls on his arms. He walked over to me, and stood there smugly. I snorted as I sat on the stool, "Who are they?" I asked him and he slowly smiled, "My new girls. This is Aly and Maria." Aly and Maria looked at me with disgust. I'm guessing Malcolm shared our history with them. I rolled my eyes and spun around back to Zayn who was looking at the photos tacked up in the back of the cabana, "So won't your neighbors get angry with all the noise?" I laughed, "My nearest neighbors are miles to the side or across the quarry, trust me, they don't mind."
Hilary and Niall came up behind me and Hilary squeezed my sides making me jump, "Whoa!" She laughed, "Calm your shit, girl!" Hilary was a ballerina, and from the outside she played the part perfectly. She had a tiny body and pin straight blond hair, but I swear, she swore like a sailor, and I could tell Niall loved it. He put his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, she kissed his cheek, "Brandon found some kids smoking over by the quarry, and now their swimming in it. C'mon, lets go." I told them I would meet them there and went to find Harry.
I found him and Louis dancing on the patio. Louis spun in circles and was waving his arms out when he saw me a lazy smile formed on his lips, "Bella…great party." I grinned and hugged him, "Thanks Lou." I looked over at Harry who was laughing at us and he pulled me in for a kiss. I grabbed his and Lou's hands and pulled them down the stairs, "Let's go swim."
When we got down to the Quarry, which was like a small man made lake, we saw that we were far from the first ones there. I could see people jumping from the swimming dock in the center and couples lay on surf boards. We joined Liam and the girl he was with, Kendall, sitting on the beach. One look at Liam and I saw he was completely sober, or held his liquor really well, and one look at Kendall told me she was this close to passing out from being so drunk. They laid on the beach, her head resting on his chest and stared at the stars. I heard Liam whispering compliments into her ear and every so often she would whisper a thank you.
Louis took his shirt off and grabbed one of the rafts. He pushed himself off the land and relaxed in the inter-tube, floating out. Harry walked me over to a hidden part of the beach and we both sat with our feet in the water. He held my hand.
"So I don't get it. Your mom is really, no offense, uptight. Your dad is normal I guess, and you are the most easy going person I know. How did you become like that when your family is so different?" I swirled my toes in the dark water before answering, "My parents haven't been around much sense I was little. When I was really young, I would rebel and go through nanny after nanny after nanny. Both me and Jake would. But I saw that that wasn't changing my parents view on me at all, if anything it was making it worse. So when I was like ten I stopped. And I mainly just stopped caring. I became the weird girl at school who didn't talk much except to her friends. But I had great, amazing supportive friends. And once we started to throw parties I guess I got back in the social line up. But the only reason I'll be going to college, is because of who my parents are. My grades are shit and I've barely worked a day in my life. I also think that I just didn't want to be like them at all…because, I mean, I hated them when I was younger, like with a passion. And I couldn't ever imagine treating my child the way they did, so I became the opposite." Harry smiled at me, "Well I love who you are. I love everything about you." He pushed the hair from my face, "I love you, Annabell." I smiled and felt my heart beat loudly, "I love you too, Harry." He kissed me and I laid back on the dock and we continued to kiss. Harry stopped for a moment, "I want to make love to you." I answered him with a deep kiss that just progressed.
