The thumping of my heart against my ribcage was getting worse and I placed one hand over it as if that would coax it into calming down.
I hear him walking into my room, my body pressing against the back of the closet as he speaks again, "Marco?" th...
The bar was just across the street where we walked and didn't have to wait in the long line out the front. The bouncer let us through as soon as they saw the guys. Upon entering, flashing purple and blue lights filled the place with a mob of people who were having the time of their lives without a second thought about tomorrow; dancing, jumping, making out and drinking to the point where I think I could see some damaged livers on the floor.
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Ayla intertwined her arm with mine as we walked with Harry and Liam in front of us and Niall and Louis behind us, it felt like we were being guarded by these tall men, it was funny. We were guided all the way back to an area that had curtains and a C-shaped couch, everyone was getting settled in the VIP area. This was all still new to me, I don't think I was ever going to get used to being in a place like this. Yes, I partied with Ayla but I always felt like a fish out of water among these people while she fit right in.
"Alright. I'm getting drinks. What does everyone want? I know cherry vodka for Hope and whiskey for Harry." Niall gets up and stands in behind the center table, rubbing his hands together. Ayla wants the same as me but tells him to get 4 for her and 2 for me. Liam asks for tequila and Louis offers to go with Niall to help him her the drinks.
Liam shifts himself closer to me and Ayla, extending his arm around me and resting it on the back of the couch. "So, you guys party often?" Ayla smirks and says, "I'd say everyday since summer started. Her on the other hand.." she glances at me, "I try to drag her everywhere. She doesn't drink much."
"Aw that's okay, you don't always have to drink to have fun." Liam smiles, giving my shoulder a slight squeeze.
"See, I don't have to drink to have fun." I squint my eyes, tilting my head at Ayla.
Harry chuckles and says, "I guess then you don't have fun either."
I lock eyes with him, my brows furrowed at his snarky comment, "You don't know me, stop saying mean things." Harry arches a brow, placing his elbows on his knees to lace his fingers together in front of him and leaning in, "And you don't know me love, or you would think twice before talking to me like that." he rasps.
Harry was intimidating without having to put any efforts into it, he walked in a way that made people move aside just with one look, the broad shoulder only adding to his well-built structure along with the arms covered in tattoos and the rings that laced his fingers. He had those eyes that were enough to make someone spill their secrets or maybe that was just his arrogant nature.
He hated me, that I was sure of because why else would he be rude to me? I do find it weird for him to behave the way that he did only because I walked in on him with someone else, it was a genuine mistake but he had to be a dick about it and yell at me to either leave or have sex with him. Why would I ever do that, especially with someone who was not being nice to me?
Liam and Louis come back with a woman behind them who held our tray of drinks.
Ayla downs three of them while I do the same with my two shots. If I were to deal with Harry's attitude for the rest of the night and actually enjoy myself, I think I was going to need to be drunk.
