Anna || HS

CHAPTER 41

~April 13th, 2014: Midnight~
Anna- 20
Harry- 20

Harry POV:
Louis, Maddie and I stayed back to enjoy some drinks in the VIP section with a full-view of the dance floor. We were watching from a distance, happily tucked away from the pawing hands of fans and their camera phones.

About an hour after the girls went down to dance, I notice Anna on the opposite side of the club, moving towards a group of men that she obviously knows. At first, they all talk, exchanging quick birthday greetings, and dancing in the same space for a few songs. One person leans in and gives her a hug, and I can't see his face, but she greets him like he's a friend, or at least someone she is familiar with.

As the next song changes, she turns from the group and waves goodbye, starting to move back towards this side of the club and closer to the girls. I notice one of the men following her. It seems harmless, but as she continues to move away, I can see him getting overly handsy. She looks uncomfortable and is obviously trying to leave him and make her way back to the girls.

"Hey, Lou," I say, tapping his shoulder to grab his attention. "Does Anna look like she's enjoying that guys company?" I say, pointing to what is happening on the dance floor.

"You mean the guy whose hands she just pulled off of her?" he replies, standing up from next to me, giving me space to get out of the booth. He motions with one hand across his front for me to move in and help her.

I exit the VIP area and go down the stairs, making my way through the crowded dance floor, ignoring all the people who are trying to grab my attention by smiling politely, but swiftly moving forward. I get halfway to Anna and I realize who the guy is. Fucking Jason.

I reach for Anna's wrist, pulling her away from him and into my embrace. At first, she's frigid and surprised, not knowing that it's me.

"What the... Harry?" She snaps first but then meets me with a confused stare.

"You look like you could use a little help," I answer, waving back at Jason with a smile, then a warning glare.

"I'm OK, Harry. He just had too much to drink. I wasn't even trying to dance with him," she immediately starts to defend herself to me.

"Anna," I say loudly, speaking inches from her ear to be heard over the hum of the loud base-heavy music, "I never said you did anything wrong, I just didn't like how he was all over you when you clearly wanted him to stop."

"Harry, please don't be mad," she says, annoyed that I am acting jealous.

"I'm only mad if you liked him all over you like that, but you just told me you didn't."

She starts to rock her hips to a new song, throwing her hands up in the air and moving on from our conversation whether I want to or not. "I just want to dance and enjoy my birthday," she answers.

"Well, then, Anna, let's dance!" I say to her as I twist her fingers above her head into a spin, away from the group of men. She laughs with me and I look back to see Jason angrily watching our interaction and downing another large drink. Seeing him seethe makes me pull Anna even tighter against my body as we dance.

~ April 13th, 2014: The Next Morning~

Anna ended the night fully intoxicated, but I stopped drinking a couple hours before we left the club, knowing someone had to get all the girls back to my place safely. I ended up putting Maddie and Anna together in my room, and took the couch in the living room, seeing as I would probably be the first one, out of all of them, to wake up.

Alli and Kate are the first of the girls to emerge from their room. I point at the counter, where I've set out water bottles and Advil for everyone to dose with once they wake up. It looks like I am running some sort of fucking daycare for hungover twenty-something's.