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Chapter 30

It's so weird we're up to chapter 30 already! Idk maybe it's just me but I feel like time has gone so quickly since I first started writing...

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one :)

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'You should go home.' For a second I think he's joking but I quickly realize he's not, and I feel the smile on my face be ripped off completely.

I'm not sure If it's me finally coming out of my shell or the alcohol but I'm not gonna let him kick me out, just like that.

'Harry what's wrong with you? We were only doing some shots, I'm not even drunk' I say even though we both know I'm slightly pissy.

'Lylah, we both know you don't want to be here, so stop torturing yourself and let me drive you home.' He tries to say sweetly but it comes out ruder than it meant to...or I hope so at least.

'I was actually having a good time till you waltzed in here' I say raising my voice.

'Well Max has different ideas to what a good time is compared to you' at first I thought he was saying that to protect me but I catch on to what he was implying.

'You thought I was gonna sleep with him!' I practically yell with disgust evident in my voice, which makes me happy that the music is really loud. I don't particularly want anyone to hear us. 

He pushes his hair off his face in frustration, 'no, I just-'

'You just what harry?' I say, anger taking over me, 'are you seriously that stupid? Just because I'm doing a few shots with him doesn't mean I'm gonna go crawling into his bed!'

I see harry slightly tense at me saying that but I don't say anything else, I just wait for him to reply.

'I didn't think we were gonna sleep with him' he says softly, 'I just didn't want him taking advantage of you.'

I roll my eyes, 'I can fend for myself Harry' already sick of the conversation I walk past him. He grabs my arm but I shake out of his grip before he can say anything and walk off.

He's overacting, if anything I should be getting be mad at him for inviting all these people over when he said he wanted a "quiet night" with me.

Once I reach the lounge room I walk over to the coffee table and realize my drink isn't there anymore, which makes me a bit disappointed but I shrug it off and plop myself on the couch.

I pick at my nails for a little bit until a see a figure standing directly in front of me, and it doesn't take me long to work out that it's Max.

'I didn't get you in to trouble did I?' he says smirking

I roll my eyes and laugh, 'He's just over reacting'

'I'm guessing I don't get my prize then' he says and has a sip of beer

I smile and shake my head, 'sorry no but I'm doing it for your benefit because if I do Harry may actually kill you' I saying joking but at the same time being completely serious.

'Me!' he says amused, 'why would he kill me and not you!?'

I chuckle and shrug 'just the way he is'

He looks around and looks at Harry, who looks like he's sending holes through my head, max simply chuckles and looks back at me, 'oh man he's so whipped.'

I laugh 'I don't think so' I know Harry likes me but I doubt he's that into me, we haven't even had sex yet...

Max shakes his head and has anther sip of his beer, 'alright I'm gonna go before he actually does kill me.'