Tell Me The Truth -H.S. AU

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Harry follows behind me quickly when I exit his house to walk across the lawn and into the party. I smile to myself when I hear his footsteps on the porch stairs behind me just as I reach the door.

"Hang on, hang on." He calls out to me, reaching for my hand to keep me from turning the door handle. "Give me a second."

He takes a deep breath to steady himself and I notice the bulge under his zipper is gone, but the small shape in his pocket is definitely still there. I clench my thighs together at the thought of walking into the party naked under my dress and my panties in Harry's pocket.

"Ready?" I ask a little impatiently. It's cold out here.

"Yeah...hey..." Harry brings his hand up to hold my face and tilt my chin up to him. "You look stunning."

"Thank you, you look pretty good yourself." I smile at him and he leans forward to kiss my cheek.

I turn to grab the door handle and just as I push the door open, Harry's hand connects with my ass, causing me to jump. I see he's not done playing.

"There they are!" I hear Niall yell from somewhere and watch a black pirate hat weave it's way through the crowd toward us.

"Holy shit! You look amazing." Mia raves when she appears next to me just as Niall steps in front of us.

I take in the sight of Mia and Niall, both of them in pirate costumes and both obviously drunk already. Niall has red lipstick marks covering the side of his face and Mia's lipstick is smeared to hell.

"You guys are so cute." I blurt out, my heart bursting at how openly in love they are, and a twinge of jealousy bubbles up as well. We are going to ignore that though.

"We might be cute, but you guys are fucking hot." She practically growls at me. "Oh my god, I wouldn't mind if you took me to the basement and cooked me for dinner, I mean-"

"Oookay." Harry laughs, cutting her off. "Mia gets a little spicy when she drinks."

"You got that right." Niall grins proudly and slaps her ass.

"Really though, if you guys need me, just holler." She whispers to me before Niall grabs her hand and pulls her back into the party.

There's so many people in here, all of them dressed in some sort of costume. We are surrounded by witches, goblins, stormtroopers and animal suits, just to name a few. I feel like I'm tripping.

"Let's get you a drink, yeah?" Harry leans into my side to speak directly in my ear, his hot breath fans my neck and a shiver rolls down my spine.

His hand finds the small of my back and he guides me through an endless amount of people until we reach the kitchen. It's incredible the way that a simple touch from him can make me feel so grounded and safe in such an unfamiliar environment.

"What do you want, baby, a shot or a cocktail?" He asks, rifling through the cabinet to pull out the good liquor for me.

"Mmm, both?" I suggest and smile at him.

"I see you're also feeling spicy tonight." He chuckles and pours a shot in a red solo cup and hands it to me. I toss it back and wrinkle my nose when it burns it's way down my throat. He takes the cup from me and pours a concoction of liquor, syrup and juice in it for me.

"You know for someone who doesn't drink, you sure know how to make them." I point out before taking a sip of the delicious, fruity liquid in my cup. I can barely even taste the alcohol.

"I said I don't drink, not that I've never." He chuckles.

I'm starting to feel the shot already, and I realize I haven't eaten since this morning. I chug the rest of what's in my cup, as Harry's eyes widen in surprise, and slam it down on the island.