ONCE

Chapter 14

Why is Harry coming to the dorm? I don't want to see him. I'm so offended that he didn't at least say hi to me at lunch, and I don't want to see him again, I don't need him. I need Jax. Jax! I've got a date with him and I don't need Harry ruining anything or getting in my way.

I've got to call James and see where he ran off to. The phone rings three times before he picks up.

"Nasstasiaa," James slurs.

"Are you drunk? Where are you?"

"Yes I'm drunk and I'm at a bar."

"What bar, James? I'm coming to get you."

"You don't have a car," James laughs.

I puff out air from my mouth. He's right I don't but Harry's coming here and maybe I can get him to drive me there, plus I'm going to need help dragging James out of the bar. He's a bad drunk.

"Which bar," I repeat, a little harsh this time.

"The one down town...i think."

"James," I whine.

The door handle jiggles and I slowly walk towards it. "Just one minute," I call. I rub my hand over my face. An impatient knock pounds on the door and I groan as I open it, rubbing my face again. "I said just a min..." I stop as glaring green eyes pour into mine.

"I see your phone works." His voice harsh. "Why don't you fucking answer it." His voice coming out even harsher than the first time.

"Harry please," I beg not sure what for but Harry stands there with his face flat. "Just give me a minute."

"James, tell me which bar."

"I'm right, the one down town." He hangs up.

"Nastasia-" Harry starts to talk but I interrupt him.

"I need a favour from you," I ask.

Harry face changes into a smirk. "What kind of favour?"

"I need you to drive me to the bar down town."

"Didn't think you were the drinking type but if you wanna get drunk, let's go."

"No, James is down there, and I need to go get him but I don't have a car," I smile hoping to get him to agree.

"That dickhead? Fine. Hurry up, let's go." He pulls on my arm to get me out of the dorm. He leads me to his car, though this time when we reach his car he doesn't open the door for me, he just walks around to his side and gets in. The car starts up and the windows roll down.

"You getting in or not," he snaps.

I open the door and slide in. His car is so nice and it's clean, especially for a boy. Jax's car is always messy and I always end up cleaning it.

"Oh, and don't touch anything in my car." Harry's voice comes out nicer than the way his been talking to me today. What happened to nice Harry?

"You said the bar down town, right?" I nod.

"How far is it?" I ask.

"About 10 minutes," he grumbles.

"Why are you being rude to me all of a sudden? You were nice to me not even two days ago. What happened?" I don't like this rude Harry.

"You think I was being nice to you?" he laughs. "Alright, I admit at some points I was but most of the time I was mocking you."

What? "Mocking me...why?"

"The first time we met, you radiated weak and vulnerable. That's why I went up to you, I wanted to see how you would react to me otherwise I would've never gone up to you."