3 - Harry

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~~~ Harry ~~~

I smiled at the wall, listening to the pounding music in the club. Pink lights drifted over my face every so often, illuminating the deep furrow in my brow. I wrinkled my nose, watching a girl spew a mix of snot and alcohol through her nose. I turned, heading to the dance floor, where a group of 5 men were dancing. Seriously?

"You're Gay!" I yelled at them through the music.

A few onlookers laughed, as I saw their faces turn deep red and they trudged back to the bar, thoroughly embarrassed. Good. Yes, I'd been harsh, but they just reminded me of the fun I used to have with my band. And also it felt great to call someone else gay, instead of having the insult thrown at myself.

I felt a heavy weight on my back and turned my head to see a chubby girl grinning at me, with her legs wrapped around my waist. Her hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat and her dress was deliberately torn in suggestive places. What the hell... I might as well. I threw her off my back, grabbing a random persons drink from the bar and thrusting it into her hands, she giggled loudly in appreciation, as we started to dance. She was awful. Her face turning bright red with exhaustion after about two minutes of jumping around and the drink wasn't helping her. She started wobbling, grasping roughly at my shirt to try and keep her upright position. I shook my head, my signature curls flopping over my forehead. She stared at them longingly, and I knew she just wanted to twist her fingers into them. No way. Her sweaty hands weren't getting any closer to me, so I walked off, out of the club. leaving her to tumble to the ground, still giggling infectiously.

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