Two Ghosts [h.s]

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"Even when you're all shy you still manage to boss me around." He chuckles as I pull us up. With a lasting tug he only wraps a hand around my waist, lifting me up weightlessly and carrying me up the stairs.

With each step as I laugh my head back to meet his green eyes as he kisses my lips softly. Lifting right back up I watch Zayn and Ivory who saw the entire thing play out downstairs as she whispers, "Zayn calm down they took care of it." His grip is tight on her legs simply nodding.

As soon as Harry sits down my hands wrap around his neck and cheek, Ivory stands with a smile.

"Aright, Harry, she's mine now." Walking over to us she puts her hands on her hips as Harry just tightens his hold.

"And why would I do that?"

"Cause that's my bestie and she's hot. Let me dance with her, you freak." Harry's not a very open person to anyone but me. He keeps a rather hard guard up but when we're all in a group together it falls and if you poke him enough he'll go soft. "Come on Harry, let go of her, I'll make sure she gives you a show." Ivory's tatted arms wrap around mine as she pulls me up but Harry's stronger and pulls me right back down.

When I look at Harry he has an amused smile on his face. "Are you kidding me? Really, Styles." She laughs and Harry cocks one of his eyebrows at her but in a smiley way.

"Yeah really Styles, let me go," I mimic as she tugs on my arms but pauses as she awaits. "Im not feeling like I have rights, right now." Teasing he finally lets go of my hips and she's quick to pull me up.

"Have fun up here boring ass." Ivory coos as she pulls me down the stairs. Keeping up with her light jog Nialls at the bottom of the stairs and as I trip, he and Ivory are both quick to catch me on either arm.

"I'm slow. I don't know why you're racing me." I huff and Niall squeezes my arm before letting go.

"Trust us, we know, Sugar."

"Well, what are we doing anyway?" I say as we weave through the crowd. Ever since my father died I've been able to go through crowds like this without freaking out if a shoulder bumps into mine. I've also gotten better with blood. I don't like it on me but I can deal with a little on others. I was really proud of myself from how far I've come.

Weaving through people and making it to the back of the stage, as we stand there, Ivory and Niall look at each other with smirks. Us three are a trio and I already know that the look on their faces means im going to be forced to do something "fun"

"Whatever it is you want me to do, I'm out-"

"You're doing whatever I tell you to do." Ivory begins to run up the steps to the stage and as my eyes widen Niall begins to push on my back.

"Niall please, I'm going to embarrass myself." I flip myself to push at his chest but nothing works.

"What do you mean, embarrass, that's impossible." I can feel him stare daggers into me.

"I mean, I'm dressed as an angel."

"So that's hot. You look beautiful. Who gives a fuck, it's Halloween, theres five other angels in here."

I groan, standing on my two feet but when I look back at Ivory she only has that twinkle in her eye as she nods to the top floor in energy. "Come on, it'll be hot, I have a plan. It's fun I swear."

Looking back up to our seats I watch Harry sitting on the edge of the couch with his elbows on his knees. A plain, sinister but lustful stare rests on mine and I kind of want to see how far I can poke him. He's already mad from that guy a couple of minutes ago and I wanted to see how far I could go with this angel thing.