Darling [h.s]

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Song For This Chapter:

Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood

"The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah"

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Harry's POV:

I blindly reach for my phone ringing in my cup holder, I have a feeling it's Darlene asking me what kind of pizza I want or something along those lines.

"Hey" I say simply, waiting for a response to confirm who it is since I didn't actually look at the caller ID.

"Yo, Harry. Dude tell Darlene to follow me back" Ethan says with amusement laced in his voice. My mood immediately drops the second I realize the person on the other end isn't her.

"No" I state simply in a emotionless tone, rolling my eyes even though he can't see.

"Come on man, it's not like you're dating. She's technically up for grabs" He urges, sounding way to casual about the whole situation.

Did they not catch the hint earlier?

"It's like you want me to beat your ass" I respond in disbelief. Why the hell are they suddenly so obsessed with her? They practically ignored her when she was at the club with me.

"What the hell why would-you can't just stake a claim on her. It isn't your choice" He rushes out defensively.

I'm two seconds from turning this car around and going back to that house.

"Clearly you won't be done with her anytime soon, so it's only fair that you share" He points out as if he's scolding me.

"Not happening, you can relay that message to all the other boys who I know are listening to this conversation too" I state with venom laced in my voice.

I can just picture them all huddled around his phone.

"Zayn was right, you are being a dick" He grumbles in frustration.

"Wanna say that again Dibello? She doesn't want any of you talking to her as it is, she's not fond of you ever since the club. I suggest you drop it. I wouldn't be a dick if I wasn't provoked so take that as you will. I'm hanging up now" I speak clearly, making sure he hears me loud and clear.

Once the final word leaves my mouth I'm pressing the red button to end the call. Huffing the second I take the phone from my ear, roughly dropping it back into the cupholder.

I'm only minutes away from Darlene's but I'm even more pissed than when I left the frat house. If any of them try anything with her I'll lose my shit. I ask one time that they leave a girl alone and they don't. It's not like this is a common thing that I do, in fact I've never done it before. So that should say something.

Sharing is not something uncommon for us, we don't claim anyone. But Darlene, she's not up for grabs. I know she wouldn't interact with any of them, especially in that way. But she's not the issue, it's them. They need to leave her the hell alone. The idea of any of them approaching her makes my blood boil, and that's the only thing that's flashing through my mind now.

Once I pull into the parking lot of her building I'm practically speed walking up to her apartment, I don't think I've ever been in such a hurry to see someone.

I need her.

I'm knocking at the door, waiting impatiently for her to answer. I swear the ten second wait felt like ten minutes.