Their paths would once cross again and the truth about their past would unravel when they find out about their connected past.
Harry lived in Italy until the age of 11 when he moved to London because his father's gang was being attacked by a rival...
(Harry's outfit for the club is on top)^. By the way in the story, Harry is in his frat boy era but has all the tattoos he has now, so do the rest of the boys.
"The toilet is the other direction ms...." He said While I was just looking down, not wanting to meet his eyes out of embarrassment. His voice has an English accent and it's very husky and soft. Something about his voice gave me goosebumps.
I went cold "Sienna...Sienna Emerson... um thanks" I said, still not looking at him.
He tilted my head up not too rough and said in a rude way "Watch where you're going next time Emerson".
I didn't know what to say. I was mad by his comment, he was clearly the one who pushed me towards him. His eyes were green, bright green. He looked a whole foot taller, maybe 6 something. My head was just a little over his shoulders because of my heels. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. I could probably get high off of how good he smells.
Snap out of it Sienna he's the one who pulled you.
I pulled my arm out of his hands to walk off to look for the bathroom so I don't do something I'll regret later when I'm 100% sober. Why do the hot ones always have to be narcissists ?.
"I'll take you, come on," Max said, he grabbed my shoulder.
"It's fine. Can you help me look for Leia? I don't feel so good," I said to Max.
I was mad at Max but right now I just wanted to go home really bad. Maybe I should have eaten something before drinking.
After 5 minutes of trying to get through people, I finally found the bathroom. When I opened the door I looked at the bathroom for a second, the tiles on the wall were all black and one was red, the only light was coming from is the door behind me and a little light in celling. Someone suddenly pushed me in. I didn't think to catch myself before I fell forward. Wait how am I supposed to catch myself. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard someone clear their throat and I went on high alert.
Bathroom :
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I turned around and got off the floor. That's when I saw him, the green-eyed guy.
"What the hell was that asshole," I said angrily, I don't know what got into me. I never usually curse. well out loud.
"Asshole?" the green-eyed guy asked, He shouldn't even be the one mad. He just pushed me for no reason and he's in the women's bathroom.
"Yes you, You just pushed me on the floor, You know I can call the cops on you for harassing me?" I said shyly at first but then it's like the alcohol gave me confidence.
"First of that was an accident.." then I cut him off.
"Oh no, I think I'm gonna be sick," I said Running to the toilet. I puked everything out that I drank while trying not to touch the toilet, I'm not catching anything because I drank on a empty stomach. You've got to be kidding me the toilet has hearts on it. I didn't notice I was crying until I felt the green-eyed guy hold my hair up as I kept throwing up.
