Enemies with benifits..Or more

• Thank You • pt.2

Open POV
Warning ⚠️ Sexual Harassment ⚠️

He'd only been leaned against the wall for 5 minutes before forgetting and losing track of what he was doing. Harry picked at his nails. He didn't really think at the moment, too hyper focused on his horrid nails. Each uneven and the cuticle not pushed back or trimmed. What draws Harry back from his thoughts are a man and women walking past.

    The couple laughs then turns their attention to Harry. The women is wearing a dress, short and above the knees. The dress is red and bright with black lining. She's holing a bottle of cherry vodka and black sequence heels. The man though his has a leather jacket with a red top underneath it. He's wearing tight shredded black jeans as well.

     "Hey kid!!" The women yells "looking for a fun night with hot gal and guy" she laughs at her oun words.

    Harry quickly froze at the the two waving and wanting Harry's attention. The light chuckling that was constant from the Ally Harry stood next too was know dead silent.

   I don't know why but it's better to not get caught. But I can't join these two. Shit. Shit shit shit shit.

    "Yeah you cute little hottie!!" The women yells again.

    "Hey it's fine I'll be gentle and we're-" the man gestures two fingered between himself and the women. "It's an open relationship. And I'm down with boys and girls."  He laughs.

    The women bearly made her way to Harry gripping her man's hand so tight she'd pry break it off. She so "gracefully" took a huge gulp of vodka then leaned forward aggressively smashing her lips to Harry's.

   "Mmn-" Harry's eyes widen raising his hands to push her away. One hand had firmly found a good position on her shoulder the other smashed her boob to which she retorted away in pain.

   Harry gasped for air as she backed away. The gulp of vodka had not been swallowed but rather forced into Harry's mouth. He coughed, the liquid burning his throat.

   "Ouch, it's okay I'll forgive you this time." She laughed then shoving the bottle back to her lips.

   "It gets easier the more you drink kid." The man spoke up.

   The women released the man's hand and quickly pinned Harry to the wall. He still coughed roughly trying to avoid the women's plump body and face. Harry quickly used one hand to cover his mouth the other pushing at her shoulder.

    "N-no no I'm not looking for a night." He manages to spit out.

   "To bad kiddo." She laughs again as she shoved the bottle into Harry's hands, who not wanting it to break had to release his mouth. In an instant Harry's swallowing more alcohol then he could bear. His throat burning and eyes watering as the women doesn't stop.

    Harry pushes at her but doesn't want to hurt her or get hurt either. He's already to tired and drunk to have any force anyways.  The man is know pressing his lower half onto his girlfriend which in turn shoved her against Harry. While the man feels up the front of Harry's chest, bringing his hands down to go under the sweatshirt.

    The women releases his mouth and moved to his neck. "Stop.." Harry's coughs out the word. "Enough stop. I said I don't want to! get off." He struggles the speak to the two of them.  "I said get off-" when the man starts to pinch at Harry's nipples he pushes back harder. Not caring who gets hurt anymore.

    The women yelps in pain, in return the man gets angry. He quickly grabs Harry's wrists from either side of his girlfriend and slams them back against the wall they are against.