Carolina - H.S.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" (5)

Harry's POV

I hate this. Hailey just dragged Safiya into the ladies' toilets and my blood is absolutely boiling. How can she tell me that she can't be with me, and then just go and get together with a girl she just met at a club? It doesn't make sense.

I have to ask her about it. I have to ask her why she doesn't want me. She made it seem like she did in the lift, and I know she enjoyed herself when we first met. She's also agreed to be my friend now, which I suppose is the best I will get from her from now on. I just can't believe she had to choose Safiya to fuck instead of me.

I realize I have been daydreaming this entire time when Mitch hits the back of my head with his palm. "Hey!" I burst out, not because it hurt but because he made me spill my drink onto my red Gucci suit pants.

Mitch rolls his eyes at my outburst, knowing I have the money to get new ones anyway, now that these are completely ruined. I bend forward to the table in front of the sofa we're sitting on and pull a napkin out from under a random drink. I use the small square paper to wipe what I can of the vodka off my overpriced trousers.

Rubbing the back of my head with my right hand I look up at Mitch as he speaks, "So, what's the pretty princess dreaming about?"

I squint my eyes at him, "I'll take that as a compliment. And I wasn't dreaming. I was just thinking." Thinking about how it would be a dream to be in Safiya's place right now.

He opens his mouth to respond but is cut off by Hailey's friend Jasmine strolling up in front of us. "Oh. My. God. It's really you!" A high-pitched squeal leaves her glossy lips. At first, I think she is talking to me, but then I discern that I am not the one in her line of sight.

She is looking directly at Mitch who has been sitting beside me since Safiya got up, her eyes lit with undeniable admiration. Mitch looks absolutely stunned, also noticing that she is talking about him and not me. His cheeks turn a light red, as all of the attention is now on him. He smiles at her and she grins back in adoration, taking a seat next to Sarah on the sofa.

"I'm a big fan." She smiles at him a bit longer and then turns her head to me. "Hi. I'm Jasmine. Hailey's friend. It's nice to meet you." Her smile is dazzling as she looks at me in a similar way as to how she looked at Mitch.

My lips pull to the side in a charming smirk, "It's nice to meet you too. Hailey has told me a lot about you."

The four of us chat for a bit and Jasmine tells us to call her 'Jaz', to which we oblige. "So," Sarah begins, turning her head to Jaz, "where's your friend now?" Her eyes move to me for a split second, assumably trying to gauge my reaction to the topic she just brought up. I just give a small shrug in response, telling her I'm all good. When in reality, I'm not.

Jaz doesn't notice our interaction, answering the question nonchalantly, "Oh, um, I think she went to hook up with some redhead in the bathroom. Said her name was Safiya or something like that." She continues conversing with Sarah and Mitch, but I zone out when I see Hailey stride out of the ladies' room, a self-assured smirk on her face.

It's basically a given that she and Safiya did some naughty things in that bathroom when I see Safiya stumble out behind Hailey, pulling down the bottom of her dress and attempting to smooth down her naturally curly hair. I look away, no longer wanting to see Safiya after she just had the opportunity to be with the only person that I want.

Hailey waves at me when she gets closer to our group, leaning down to give me a friendly hug whilst I'm still seated. She wraps her arms around my neck as I take in the scent of her hair, a soft coconut aroma filling my nostrils, as I hug her back with my arms encircling her slim waist. Her soft hair tickles my face as she disengages from the short embrace. After her warm body disconnects from mine I feel icy cold, making me want to pull her back and never let her go.