HARRY
The club we went to was packed and the drinks were flowing. We were in VIP with a few members of our entourage.
Zayn was entertaining two girls, Liam looked bored out of his mind, while Niall and Lou were bickering back and forth about something stupid. I wasn't really having fun and I wasn't sure why.
I grabbed another shot from the tray and I winced as the alcohol made its way down my throat. Yea, it was definitely starting to take effect.
"You shouldn't be drinking alone," a brunette said sitting next to me. She was stunning, simply beautiful. But she didn't look better than...what the hell is wrong with me?
" You're right, I shouldn't be drinking alone," I say passing her a shot and grabbing one for myself. " You sure you can swallow all of that?"
" I can swallow much more than this," she flirted. This was my kind of girl.
" You wanna go test that theory?" I asked knowing the answer. Grabbing my hand she stands up. Liam is shaking his head and I could care less. It's not my fault he wants to sleep with one girl for the rest of his life.
Just as I began to follow her my phone rings. Looking down I see it's her. It's Corie. I immediately let go of the brunette's hand and make my way to a quiet private room. She sucks her teeth but I don't care.
" Hello," I said sounding annoyed. She hadn't called me all day even though I repeatedly called her and left her text messages.
" Hey you," she says her voice low and sweet. The anger I felt quickly melted away.
" You're just calling me back?"
"I know I'm sorry, it's been a long day," she sounds sad or exhausted, I can't tell which one.
"Are you okay?"
""Yea, I'm fine. I slept all day though. What are you doing?"
" You just walk off before we get to the good part?" the brunette asked entering the room. So much for private.
" Oh, you're busy. I can just talk to you later, " Corie says.
"No," I nearly scream. Calm down Harry. "I'm not busy, I was at a club but I'm leaving now," I say walking past the brunette and making my way outside.
CORIE
After school April sat through cheerleading practice with me then we headed to her house. I did my best to avoid her parents and headed straight to her room. Laying down I quickly fell asleep.
It was almost 10 o'clock when I woke up. I saw the texts and missed calls from Harry and decided to call him back.
" I'm not busy, I was at a club but I'm leaving now, " he said as I went to sit on April's indoor porch with a blanket. He claimed he wasn't busy but I heard what the female said. Was he lying? I'm not sure if that should bother me or not.
" Harry the party boy, huh?" I tease into the phone deciding to mind my business.
"Not tonight. I need to see you."
" You will when you come back."
" No I mean I need to see you now."
I sighed realizing he wanted to FaceTime. My lip had not gone down yet but I knew firsthand how persistent Harry could be. Maybe he wouldn't be able to see it because it was dark out. Who am I kidding, I'm sitting under this bright lamp.
I give in and disconnect the call. A few seconds later he face times me. Taking a deep breath I answer. Harry looks handsome. As usual.
" Hey Cor," he smiles immediately brightening up my day.
" Hey again."
"What happened to your lip?" he asks worried.
"Um someone on the squad hit me when were practicing," I say hoping he believed me.
" Oh. Well did you kick her ass?"
" Of course I did," I said causing him to laugh.
" That's my Corie, the gladiator."
I ignored the fluttering in my stomach when he called me 'his' Corie.
"So how was the club? Did you get jiggy with it?"
" First of all, never say the word jiggy again Corie, sheesh what are you like 40? And the club was cool I guess. Liam looked bored out of his mind. He was probably missing his girlfriend," he slightly laughs as he sits inside of one of his cars.
"I think it's adorable."
" What kind of whipped loser rather be on the phone with a girl than...I don't know it's just dumb."
" You hate relationships that much huh?" I laugh.
" I just think they're full of crap, why have one girl when you can have many?"
" Well that's the point, you find one person that doesn't make you crave anyone else."
" Listen to you, expert."
" I'm no expert Harry, well I had a boyfriend when I was like 5. Little Donald Walsh, we lasted about a day before he stole my crayons and moved onto the next girl. Who happened to be April," I laughed.
"Sharing guys huh?"
" I don't know I guess, what about you Harry?"
" What about me? Do I share girls?"
He probably does all the time.
" What? No I meant have you ever been in a relationship? A real one, not the crap I read about in magazines."
" Crap? Those were some of my best work."
" Oh whatever, they were too unbelievable. You and Lindsay Lohan had a lovechild. Please."
" Yea that was a little far fetched. But um, I've been in one, it's kind of a long story."
" So? We have all night."
" Do we?"
" Yea."
" Well in that case I wanna talk about something else, we'll save the other crap for later."
" Hmmm okay," I reluctantly agree.
"Look I know you hate talking about it but thanks for giving me a second chance Cor."
He was right I did hate talking about it. Those 2 nights left a sour taste in my mouth. "Yea just don't screw it up jerk," I joke lightening the mood.
" Oh it'll be days before I screw up again."
" That's good enough for me Harry."
" I wanted to ask you something..."
" Omgosh what?"
" Calm down, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to know why you were still a virgin."
" Harry!?"
" What?"
" I'm not having this conversation," I sigh. He was so intrusive.
" Why not?"
" Because it's 11 at night and I'm not discussing my sex life or a lack thereof with you."
" Okay okay, cool your tits."
" Harry!?" I say again, this time laughing.
" You're gonna be exhausted tomorrow dork," he says snatching off his beanie and running his fingers through his hair. He looks like a model.
" You think so?"
" Yea you slept all day, so you'll be up all night."
" Not if you talk me to sleep."
" I can do that," he says as I lay on the chair and pull my blanket closer to me. "I like looking at you at night."
" Yea cause that's not creepy, " I smile hoping he can't sense I'm blushing. There's no need to take it too serious when he says things like this. Harry's a flirt. He probably says this to all the girls.
"I'm serious, busted lip and all...you're prettiest under the moonlight."
