Dusk h.s.

Chapter 26

When I finally recover from my ill wasted state, I make my way back out to the crowd. When I stumble outside, I bump into someone and nearly fall as their arms wrap around me, keeping me steady.

"Whoah, are you wasted?"

I recognize that Australian voice instantly and allow my eyes to focus on none other than Luke Hemmings.

"Hi."

He smirks, showing his shining white teeth. "Hey."

"So, what did you have?"

"I don't know. Maybe like....6 shots of tequila."

I burst into laughter, almost falling over.

"Anna, that's not good. Who are you here with?"

"Harry." I say, woozily.

I swear I hear him give an angry growl under his breath. What happened between Harry and Luke? They obviously have been knowing each other longer than I assumed.

"Is that really the crowd you think you should be hanging with?"

"I'm fine. And Harry's my boyfriend so....yes."

His eyes widen at my 'boyfriend' mention. "Anna, do you even know him?"

"I know him enough." I look down, noticing I'm still in his arms. "You can let go of me now."

Spoke too soon. Once his arms disappear, I start to fall. Luckily, his arms catch me in a full embrace.

"So....you really can walk by yourself?" He asks, smirking.

I roll my eyes and smile.

Before I can digest what's happening, I'm being pulled out of Luke's arms. Harry's hand grips my arm and pulls me behind him, shielding me with his body.

"What the hell do you want?"

I can't believe this. When Luke faces off to Harry, I know there's no going back now.

"I said what the hell do you want?"

Luke shrugs. "Nothing in particular."

"Good, then stay the hell away from my girlfriend!" Harry's snappy tone scares me for a slight second, but I'm too busy trying not to tumble to the ground to pay any attention.

Suddenly, an arm holds me steady. I look to see Louis steadying me and looking curiously over to Luke and Harry. He signals to the rest of the boys and they slowly make their way over to us.

I am passed to Brynn and Natalye who are just about as drunk as I am.

I try to stand on my tippy toes, trying to see the ridiculous battle going on.

"Who the fuck to you think you are?" Harry says, getting dangerously close to Luke.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't really like it when people touch what belongs to me!"

"And that is?"

"Her." He says. The simple word sends chills to my bones.

I feel slight delight that he's talking about me, saying I'm his, but some part of me feels slightly angry that he's trying to claim me.

"I didn't realize she belonged to you."

"Well she does. I've already marked my territory, dumbass. Go find another skank to fuck."

"Are you calling her a skank?"

"No, I'm calling her taken!"

Brynn and Natalye look over at me, wide eyed. Wow....what a great birthday.

Soon, I see Gabbi holding hands with someone who looks like a muscular jockey. He has long, dirty blond hair that he pushes back with his free hand as he stands behind Luke in support. When he notices the tension, he gently untangles his hand from Gabbi's, whispering something into her ear which causes her to nod and peck his lips before walking away.

Two other guys appear behind Luke. One has extremely tan skin and dark hair while the other is really pale with weird blondy silver hair.

Well......his entourage is interesting.

Luke and Harry continue to square off as I hang back and watch from my drunk state.

"What the hell?"

I turn to see Gabbi standing by us.

"What?"

"What the hell is going on over there?"

"I don't know. Luke was with me and then Harry got angry and now.....this."

"Well, you better figure out a way to stop 'this'. I don't want Ashton fighting. Not tonight."

Suddenly, my phone rang.......loudly. It sounded like a bomb going off in my ears. Even in my drunken state, I look at the caller ID, noticing Robert's name. I check the time. I didn't even realize it's past midnight.

I hurry over to the gangs of guys and meet Harry and Luke in the middle. I slowly slip between them, grabbing Harry's shoulders.

"Harry?" He doesn't look down at me. He continues his death glare to Luke. "Harry please. Please just bring me home."

When he finally looks at me, I calm slightly. "Okay." My heart settles and I am no longer anxious. "Right after I kick this dick's ass!"

He tries to move past me, and I try my best to hold him back, failing of course. I am relieved when Zayn and Louis pull him back. I almost pass out in the middle of the scene. Right as the thought crosses my mind, I start to fall sideways.

The last voice I hear is Harry's.

"Fuck! Anna!"