The way Harry's eyes pierced into mine really did turn my brain off, to say the least. I had words I wanted to say when he hands took a place on the sides of my head, but even if I tried to say them, I would end up saying something stupid. 

"If you wanted to know my so badly, you could've called back for me when I left." Of course that was the first thing my mouth said. 

His emerald green eyes turned darker, making them look like a darkened forest. The way his curls seemed to fall out of his green bandanna made me want to rip that off his head and run my hands through his hair. 

"Oh Jordyn. Now what kinda fun would that be if I had to chase throughout this house?" He still had his smirk in replace of a smile, "There aren't many places that you could've ran off too, since this house isn't quite as big as I imagined, but I'm shocked that you hid in the bathroom with your little friend." 

I quickly ducked under his arms, "I'm sure you would've found me anyway Harry. I may be short but I'm not that short," I told him as he turned to face me, his back on the wall. 

"Couldn't be more right."

I rolled my eyes at his cockiness, sitting down on the closed toilet seat and cracking my neck in the process. It was weird to be sitting in a small, confined bathroom with a guy I just met less than a half hour ago. 

Harry looked down at his watch, then looked towards the door before opening it and turning back around. 

"C'mon, I'm not trying to have your cousin murder me for being in a bathroom with you." I grabbed his hand and followed him out, my eyes darting between people to make sure I didn't see blue eyes staring me down.

We ended up back where we met the first time -the kitchen- and sat at the table. He poured me a drink of whatever he had and slid the up down the table towards me. I grabbed it and downed it before Harry could even fill his own cup up with vodka. 

"So tell me, how do you know Niall?" I asked, my fingers twirling around the rim of my cup. 

He took a sip, setting the cup down, "I met him about a year ago at my mom's work party thing. She got promoted or something, I don't remember, and introduced me to him and his mom, Maura. His family if very nice, and Niall's nephew is just the cutest thing I've seen in a while." 

I was very close with Niall and my aunt and uncle, and it would make sense since we are relatives. Even though Niall's irish, I was born in England and lived here my whole life. Now why is Niall apart of this? He moved here when he was sixteen and stayed ever since. 

A loud crash sounded from the living room, my feet taking over and running with Harry following behind me. I saw Niall and another guy going at it with each other, a bunch of broken bottles and class literally the surrounded area. 

"What the hell is happening?" Kylie was at my side, shouting over the loud music blasting through the speakers, "All of sudden Niall and this guy, I think his name is Zayn, started yelling at each other and next thing you know they're fighting." 

Harry was stood behind me, an amused look on his face. I rolled my eyes, then turned back to Kylie who looked horrified. 

"Don't you ever fucking say that about my cousin Malik. I will make sure that you never step foot in this house or anywhere near her!" 

My whole body froze, my arms locking in place. I felt as if all eyes were on me, but not everyone knew I was his cousin, but I'm his only cousin here. 

"What?" The guy, Zayn, said through gritted teeth, "I'm not allowed to say that your cousin is a whore? That she's one to sleep around with guys?" My heart fell to my ass, my blood boiling when the words left his mouth. 

I walked ever so slowly over to the two guys, bending down to their level. Using my hand, I reached out and grabbed ahold of Zayn's shirt, pulling him up so our faces were inches apart.

"First of all, if you have things to say, say them to my face, not to Niall. Second of all, who the hell do you think you are to tell me what you think I am and what I do?" Distance and close shouts were heard when I spoke to Zayn.

Zayn's face went white, but the smirk stayed where it was. 

"Princess, I think tha-"

"That's fucking enough you bastard." Harry threw himself at Zayn, knocking him down onto the ground and getting on top of him, throwing punches here and there. 

Niall pulled Harry off of Zayn, the two of them standing across from one another. Niall looked at me with a I'm sorry look, aiming his towards the stairs. I took off to them, immediately finding his room and throwing myself onto his bed. 

This is what I get for coming to yet another party. 

A couple of hours went by, and I was still cooped up in Niall's room. The party must've either died down or it was over because I didn't hear many voices besides Niall's, Kylie's, Harry's and one more but I couldn't put a name to it. 

"Is she asleep? Haven't heard her in a bit." 

"Obviously you dumbass, no wonder why I don't invite you to my parties."

"I'll go check up on her, see if she's okay." 

"Mate, she doesn't even know you. I'm pretty sure she doesn't wanna wake up to an unfamiliar face in front of hers." 

All the bickering back and forth between these four people made my head hurt. I groaned, slapping the palms of my hands onto my face. 

"Jordyn?" I heard Harry's face outside the door, "It's Harry, can I come in?" 

Taking my silence as a response, the door opened and in Harry walked. He stood at the edge of the bed, staring at me before sitting down. 

"You alright? You dipped on the party."

I sighed, "I guess so. People are just fucking annoying and don't know when to shut up." 

He laughed, lying his body down so that the top of my head was by my knees. He seemed content, his eyes were closed and he was breathing softly. 

"You know," Harry started, "I don't think you're what Zayn said. He doesn't even know you for one, and for two, how could someone say that about you?" 

I sat up pulling my knees up to my chest, "People just have their own mindset. They see someone, and they automatically judge them for what they're wearing, or what they say, or how they even see things. But now that I think about it, I can see where Zayn was coming from." 

Harry lied there in the dark, but I could still outline his body and the way he was positioned. His arms were propped up under his head, and his legs were dangling off the bed. 

"You're not a whore Jordyn. I just met you and I know you aren't." 

I was about to reply when the door opened, Niall, Kylie, and a guy with shaggy brunette hair stood in the doorframe. Niall looked somewhat mad, like someone stole his favorite bottle of beer. 

"God Harry," Niall groaned, walking in his room, "You're not trying to fuck my cousin are you?" He stomped over to where I was, pulled me out of his bed, and walked back over to the door. 

"No." 

Niall smirked, "Good, I wouldn't even try too." 

I was finally downstairs and seated on the same couch as Kylie and the other guy. I noticed how Kylie couldn't keep her eyes off him, so that's when I nudged her shoulder. She looked at me, her face turning extremely red when I rose my eyebrows at her. She quickly put her finger to her lips, implying that I shut up, even though I wasn't even close to talking.

"Niall, mate, you wanna introduce me to her?" The shaggy brunette asked, pointing right at me. He could've asked me for my name, I'm literally right next to him.

Niall was busy talking to Harry to acknowledge him, so I took it into my own hands to introduce myself, "I'm Jordyn, although you would've known that if you just asked me directly," he laughed at my response before I continued, "And this girl right here, that's Kylie."  

I could already feel Kylie's burning stare through the back of my skull. Kylie may be a badass, but when it comes to guys, any guy really, she goes absolutely quiet. 

"I'm Louis, nice to meet you. But your friend, she's a bit quiet isn't she?" He motioned towards her. 

"Surprisingly no," Kylie swung her head in my direction, "She's a complete loud mouth, the center of attention, mainly, and she's a crazy bitch. Right Ky?" I smirked at her.

She only nodded, then went back to furiously biting off her nails. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw both Niall and Harry looking at me before turning their heads to whisper. I shook it off, knowing that I'd get whatever they were talking about out of my cousin. 

I stood up, already feeling awkward sitting in between Louis and Kylie, "I'll leave you two to talk. I'm just gonna-" I didn't finish my sentence because I was already on the other side of the room. 

My phone that was in my back pocket buzzed, indicating I had a message. 

Kylie: u fucking bitch u left me with louis, i hope both of ur pillows are cold tonight :| 

I giggled, pressing the power button and putting back into my pocket. Kylie was flicking me off when I passed her to grab my heels. 

"Leaving already? It's only...two in the morning. C'mon, you've gotta stay." I turned to look at Harry who had a small frown upon his face. I sighed, putting on my left heel. 

"I would Harry, but I've really got to get home. I'm exhausted and I have to do some things too," I told him, using the hair-tie that was on my wrist to throw my hair up into a messy bun.

He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off, "I'll give you my number, you just text me and we can hang out if you want, alright?" He nodded, retrieving his phone from his pocket and handing it to me. 

I walked back over to Niall, Louis and Kylie, holding Kylie by the arm. She wouldn't budge, and that's when I realized that her arm was literally wrapped around Louis'. 

"The party was fun Niall, I hope to be at more," I said, earning a series of laughs coming from him, "But I have to take Ky's drunk ass back to my house so her mom doesn't berate her for drinking heavily."

They all agreed, minus Kylie, and the two of us left Niall's house and got into my car. Throughout the ride back to my house, it was dead silent. I tried to talk to her, but I already knew she was pissed at me for talking to Louis about her. 

"You're being so petty right now."

She scoffed, "Me? Being petty? Are you serious?" 

I stomped on the break making the car go to a complete stop. I put the car in park and faced the road ahead of me.

"What the fuck Kylie? You were being so fucking petty when I brought up your name to him. I only said one thing about you, and the others you agreed to. It's not like I told him 'This is Kylie, she sleeps with every guys she sees'. Get the hell over yourself." 

She opened her mouth to spit back remarks at me, but instead she slouched back into the seat and crossed her arms. I started the car again, then received a message. 

Unknown: hey jordyn it's harry, not sure if you're home yet but when you are text me :)

Jordyn: hey harry and yeah i will

Jordyn: i just need to take ky's bitchy ass back to her house because i can't handle her, i'll text you in a bit 

I dropped Kylie back off at her house ignoring her protests not too and drove to my house. My mom was asleep on the couch when I got in the door, so I quietly went upstairs to my room and closed my door. 

I tore off my outfit and instead threw on a pair of sweatpants and a crop top, going to the bathroom to clean up and brush my teeth. 

I texted Harry when I got into bed. 

Jordyn: finally home, just over everyone's shit 

I waited a few minutes before he texted back. 

Harry: at least you made it home safely lol 

Jordyn: surprisingly yes. i didn't plan on drinking that much since i knew i would have to drive her home when she drinks too much 

Harry: i could've given you a ride home and left her drunk ass here at niall's but i don't think niall would appreciate her being there 

I laughed hard at Harry's message. 

Jordyn: he would've ran away to be honest. but hey, i'm gonna get some sleep since i'm exhausted so i'll text you tomorrow, night harry :)

Harry: okay, goodnight jordy :)) x

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the 'x' after his smiley face. I shook the thought off, locking my phone and placing it on my nightstand plugged in. I turned my tv on, keeping on whatever was playing and snuggled up under my blankets.