Harry Styles Short Stories

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SUMMARY: Your college roommate wants to get you out of your shell and brings you to your first frat party. It's not quite your setting, but when you meet a nice boy in the bathroom it gets better. Right until he catches your roommate's eyes as well.

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FRESHMAN YEAR

Your first ever college party is just like how you imagined it. Lots of drunk people, a frat house packed to its fullest capacity, music blasting so loud your ears will surely be ringing in the morning and lots and lots of anxiety. On your part, at least.

You've never been quite the party person, weren't really invited to them most of the time through high school, but it seems like that's about to change thanks to your roommate. Izzy is practically your polar opposite, judging from the two days you've known her, she was definitely part of the popular kids in high school and she'll make herself a name in college as well. She seems nice and she was the one who dragged you to this party, some guy invited her, she met him on her first day on campus, they just randomly bumped into each other and of course, he tried to flirt with her. She is the kind of girl guys fall head over heels in love with within seconds, while you're more of a wallflower. Seemingly it's her mission to push you out of your comfort zone and get you to socialize more.

Normally you wouldn't want to change, there's a reason why you don't like parties and lots of people around you, but because you're desperate to find new friends, you'd do anything it takes and right now Izzy is your best shot at it.

"Come on, let's get a drink!" she smirks and already pulls you towards the kitchen as if she was already familiar with the place.

There are bottles and red cups everywhere, you keep bumping into drunk people as you try to follow Izzy into the kitchen. She snatches a bottle of vodka as if it was waiting exclusively for her and pouring some into two cups she tops the drinks with orange juice, handing you one of them.

"Cheers to the best years of our lives!" she grins, bumping her cup against yours and you just smile as you both take a sip from the drinks.

"Wow, it's... strong," you say with a surprised frown, you haven't been quite the drinker either and the proportion of vodka and orange juice in the drink is definitely wilder than you expected.

"That's the point," she winks.

You follow her around for the next about an hour, it seems like Izzy didn't waste her time since her arrival and already made several friends. She keeps introducing you to everyone she runs into, though you remember just about no names minutes later.

You feel like you stand out, but you tell yourself it's only because everyone is new and you're overwhelmed by all the changes that's been happening around you.

Excusing yourself you go and look for a bathroom somewhere upstairs. After opening a few wrong doors you finally find the one you were looking for and lock it behind you so no one can walk in. Just as you approach the toilet, a voice speaks up from the bathtub.

"Um, before you do anything, you're not alone."

"Holy shit," you gasp in shock when you turn around and see a guy sitting in the bathtub. Your heart is about to jump out of your chest, you weren't expecting anyone and it's a luck he spoke up before you went on to use the toilet.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," he chuckles, holding his hands up in defense.

"I-It's fine, I was just not expecting anyone to... be sitting in the bathtub," you say, furrowing your eyebrows as you say it out loud.