One Plus One

Chapter Forty-One

"We need to go out to celebrate." suggested Lily.

"Yeah, we'll go out into town tonight." Harry said.

"Say about 9ish?"

I nodded at her before turning to Harry and crashing my lips against his. He squeezed my bum as he hummed in appreciation of my sudden actions.

"Don't you think about getting me drunk tonight." I warned, playfully.

"We'll see."

Harry pressed a kiss to my nose before letting me down. He threw me a wink as he left to go back to work.

*****

I had spent a total of three hours trawling through the contents of my wardrobe in search of a dress to wear. Lily had got annoyed with me and took to emptying the cupboards of any sweets she could find.

"Marl, why don't you use one of Jaz's dresses?"

I turned to see her stood in the doorway. She held a cautious look on her face, not wanting her previous question to upset me. When I didn't say anything back she started to fumble her words.

"I-I-I was just thinking, you know, she had s-some lovely stuff, surely she wouldn't want it getting moth eaten?"

Lily's features relaxed when I smiled at her. What she said made sense, and I happened to know she had a little dress that Harry would love. I unlocked her room and went into her wardrobe and searched for the pretty pink number. I took it into the bathroom and slipped into it. It fit perfectly. I fixed my hair and added a final touch of lip gloss before walking out to re-join Lily downstairs. Her mouth fell open as I descended the staircase.

"Marlie, you look amazing."

"Thank you."

"You'll be getting laid tonight."

"Lily!" I squealed as I hit her on the arm with my clutch bag.

"Come on, lets go." she giggled.

I linked her arm as we walked down the steps of my house an into the awaiting taxi. It felt so good to be getting back to normal again. Of course I was still sad, but I couldn't stay that way forever.

As we pulled up outside the club, the other girls from the studio, along with Katie and Maisie were stood outside. We were only waiting for Harry, Brody, and probably Danny to turn up. When they did, Lily almost had to hold me up. Harry's bottom half was hugged by tight, dark denim jeans. His top half was covered by a crisp white shirt, that held a black pattern speckled over it. The look was finished off with a smart black blazer. When my eyes travelled up further, he'd styled his hair so that some of the front part of his hair was quiffed, preventing any chance of his adorable curls shading his dazzling emeralds from me.

"Harry, you look...wow." I managed to say.

"Thought I'd make an effort."

His perfect smile made me melt. I shivered slightly as he fished the necklace I was wearing from where it had fallen into my dress. I took hold of his hand as he placed it back down and entwined our fingers.

"Shall we?" shouted Lily.

We all followed her into the club, Harry choosing to hold my hips as we walked up the steps, letting everyone know I was his. As we stood at the bar waiting to order, his arm was wrapped protectively around my waist. He tired to object when the girls tried to pull me over to the dance floor and was playfully hit by Lily as a result. I was dragged away from him and into the middle of the floor. One of the girls brought our drinks over and for the first time in what seemed like forever, I finally let myself go.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Harry staring at me, not possessively, but lustfully. His green gaze repeatedly grazed my body, intently observing every move I made. Instead of just dancing, I decided to turn the situation to my advantage, instead beginning to dance for Harry. His eyes lit up as I moved my hands down my body, my long hair falling over my shoulders. I winked at Harry as I continued. I noticed him beginning to fidget in his chair, his excitement getting the better of him.

HARRY'S POV

She knew exactly what she was doing to me. The want to just take hold of her and take her back to my flat was overwhelming. I was handed another drink by Brody but didn't take my eyes off Marlie. It astonished me how brave she had become. What made it better was that she was mine.

I quickly jumped off my seat when I spotted a tall, dark haired guy begin to grind against her. She instantly ceased moving, her disgust and tension evident. I took hold of her by the hips and pulled her away glaring at the smug figure.

"Back off, she's mine."

He backed into the crowd, not thinking to give Marlie a second glance. I nestled my head into the crook of her neck, lightly kissing the soft skin. I felt her hand reach up into my curls, fisting them as I moved my lips over her sweet spot. I couldn't stop my hand from stoking up her inner thigh, the skirt of her dress slowly beginning to crinkle up. Her thighs clamped around my hand, stopping it from travelling any further.

"I don't think so, Styles." she seductively spoke. "Not yet."

My hand was released and she left me speechless as she walked back to join her friends. The last thing I caught sight of was the glorious curve of her backside before she disappeared into the crowd.

*****

MARLIE'S POV

Drinks were in full flow, but I'd managed to keep relatively sober thanks to the constant dancing. Harry and the boys on the other hand definitely weren't. I could hardly make out anything they were saying to each other and that wasn't just because of the pounding bass of the music over the top. Harry hand snaked his arm around my waist where his hand then rested like a dead weight on my leg.

"Give me a kiss, gorgeous." he slurred.

"You're drunk." I giggled as he pouted.

"No, I'm hungry."

"For what?"

"You."

I batted him away giggling as he fished for another kiss.

"Not here, Harry, and not while you're drunk."

"I'll take you back to mine."

"Will you now? And what do you plan on doing?"

"If I tell you, it'll ruin the surprise."

"Oh, it's a surprise is it?"

I didn't receive any verbal answer this time. Instead, Harry pressed his lips against mine. When I didn't pull away, his tongue pushed into my mouth, finding mine and tracing the tip. I lightly tugged his bottom lip as I pulled away. I gripped the lapel of his blazer and pulled him from the booth. He could barely walk in a straight line as I dragged him to the exit. I was thankful for the bouncers who managed to steady him as we waited outside for a taxi to roll by. When one arrived, I pulled him into it and ordered it to take us back to mine.

"I thought I was taking you back to mine."

"Well I'm turning the tables."

"You are so fucking sexy."

Harry dived in for another kiss, forgetting for a moment we were in the back of a taxi. I stopped his hands from wandering and pushed him back into his seat, teasingly shaking my head at him. Harry was practically undressing me with his eyes as we waited for the taxi to pull up outside mine. Harry was first out when it did, not allowing me to search in my bag for my key and using the spare one I kept under the door mat. The door was quickly pushed closed behind me and I stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring at an incredibly excited Harry.

"Come here." his deep raspy voice spoke.

"Make me."

He took a step forward so I started up the stairs. He did it again, me climbing the second stair.

"I want you so bad."

"You'll have to catch me first."

"Oh don't you worry. I will."