Strangers

Chapter 2: I'm Not Normally A Bitch

A/N; Wattpad was trying to rate this R so i had to put some fullstops into some words.

"I'm going to a party if you want to come." Alice smiles at me when I walk back into our dorm room. I judgmentally gaze at her, her leather shorts are ridiculously short and the black crop she's paired them with shows way too much of her boobs. It almost looks like something I would wear if I was in a slutty mood, but on her it just looks wrong, she's too innocent looking.

"I think I'll pass." I groan, looking at the unpacked boxes on my floor and slumping down on to the bed with my phone in my hand. Harry has been driving for like five minutes, that means I have to wait at least another 2 hours before I'll hear from him.

"Did Harry go?" She asks, staring into the mirror on the back of her cupboard as she lines her eyes with liquid liner.

"Yes." I answer abruptly. We are not friends. I do not want to talk to you. We have nothing in common and you're an obsessive freak.

"I'm sorry if I seemed a little intense earlier, I'm really not that bad. I love one direction but I'm not some sort of lunatic."

"Look, that's fine and all I get why you like them but I don't really have any interest in being friends with you. I know what you're like in that group of fans, you share everything with everyone and I can't have details of my private life shared because it's not just my private life it's Harry's and Niall's and Louis' and Zayn's and Liam's and it's not fair on them if I say something to you and then everyone knows about it, I can't risk that. So forgive me if I don't want to be all buddy buddy with you. And don't take this as me being a horrible person, because I'm really not. I'm normally not a bitch- I can be, but I'm genuinely a nice person but I am extremely protective over Harry." I say, rather harshly. Okay so I am a bitch. "And on top of that I am in a really shitty mood today because I'm not going to see Harry tomorrow or the next day or the day after that and that makes me really on edge so I might be nicer to you in future but today is just not that day."

She bites her lip and looks away from me, probably shocked by my rude words.

"I wouldn't want to pry anyway..." She says quietly, applying lipstick and then picking up her phone and heading for the door.

"Wait, how old are you?"

"19."

"What are you studying?"

"Law."

I scoff.

"What's wrong with law?" She asks nervously.

Oh nothing, I just don't think you have it in you.

"Nothing, I have a law degree. Just warning you that it's not going to be easy."

"Yeah, I'm petrified." She gives me a small smile before walking out the door.

I stand up from the bed, putting my phone on the bedside table and putting my itunes on shuffle while I unpack some of my stuff. I tape some photos to the wall of Linda, Gem, Gab and I, and Harry and I, and Niall and I, and Perrie and I. Perrie had been on tour with the boys for a few weeks in America when I was there too, we bonded a little bit more than we had in the past, we're not close friends but we understand each other and she is an interesting person to be around. Also she hates Eleanor so that is a huge accreditation.

Once everything is unpacked, I slump back on the bed, which is really uncomfortable. I wonder how different things would be if I had agreed to move into an apartment with Harry. We basically live together when we're in London anyway so it wouldn't be that big a change, it's not the living with him part I object to. It's that I would literally be alone so much it would be so boring. Atleast on campus I'll be able to make friends and go to parties.