Harry styles is my babysitter!?! (on hold)

Chapter 2

I walked into the club, taking in the smell of perfume and alcohol and the squeal of girls. There were a bunch of girls in 'I love 1D' t-shirts exiting the pub on there phones. Who is 1d?? I looked towards the dance floor, people grinding to the beat. I took Brad's hand leading him to the floor.

I started dancing in the middle of the floor, swaying my hips side to side. "I'm a go get a drink" Brad said. "Party pooper" i mocked him as he walked away. I started to dance again looking at everyone else having a partner to dance with. I sighed, but kept on dancing.

I felt some one pressed to my back, and whisper in my ear "Mind if i dance with you?". His thick accent sent a shiver down my spine. I smirked and shook my head. His hands made their way down my sides to my hips as i wrapped my hand around his nape. We were soon grinding against each other.

I felt his lips press to the crook of my neck, making his way up to my jaw line. I leaned my head to the side flinging my hair over my shoulder to give him more access. His lips touched the spot where my jaw meets my neck. I bit my lip to suppress a moan. I turned to face him, my crystal blue eyes met a pair of green eccentric ones.

I took in all his features. His curly hair, pink full lips, long legs that led to a toned torso. He was wearing a pair of skinny jeans with a tight white v neck. Damn he's Hot! He looked older than me about 18 maybe 19. I locked eyes with him as he pulled me back to him. His eyes weren't glassy or vacant, so he wasn't drunk well neither was i sooo. Besides i do this every week, not once has it turned into something serious. He may be hot but don't think i would date him.

I pressed my body into his, biting my lip. His eyes filled with desire, he lifted his hand up into my hair leaning his head down. His lips brushed mine before i pulled myself away hiding in the crowd. He stood there disoriented looking around for me. Sorry sugar i don't kiss strangers. His eyes locked with mine as I walked away from him. I headed for the exit, taking my phone out, telling Brad he can get his own ride home. I stepped out side and walked down the street to my car as i buttoned up my shirt. I tucked it back in my skirt, wiping off my lipstick on the back of my hand. Then unlocked my car and got in. All i can think about is going home and seeing Kaleigh. Then sleeping.

People came piling out of the club. I caught the guy i was with earlier with Brad. He pinned the guy up against the wall and hit I'm in the face. That made me flinch, and jump out the car. I ran over to them pulling Brad off him. "I don't need you getting arrested now get in the damn car" i yelled, pushing him away. He glared at the guy and did as he was told. He was obviously drunk.

I turned to him "Are you okay?" i asked. He lifted his head up, his lip was bleeding. I pulled down my sleeve and wiped the blood away. "that your boyfriend?" he asked, I scoffed. "No, he just likes me" i replied cockily. "Good" he smirked. "Yeah, so have a nice night and try not to get into any more fights" I smirked as i backed away. "Will do" he nodded "Hey what's your name?!" he called after me. "Rosie!" i yelled back. "I'm Harry" he smiled dimply. I gave him a thumbs up and went back to my car.

"What do you like him?" Brad asked as i got in the front seat. "that is none of your business" i said. he huffed as i pulled out away from the curb. I'm so tired.