Two Against One

Chapter 9

I wake up stretching my arms and giving a loud yawn even though the other girls were probably still sleeping. I looked over at Jenna, who was, then at Lizzy and Rachel on the other bed who were as well. Quietly, I get up from the bed and walk to the large bathroom. I walk back out a few minutes later finding Jenna sitting up in our bed on her phone.

"Hey, Tab? Do you want to go to Starbucks and pick up some drinks? We can get something for Lizzy and Rachel too," she whispers. I give her a nod.

"Sure," I say, "I'll go have a shower, leave a note for the girls k?" She nods and gets up, taking her suitcase out to put on a fresh pair of clothes. I walk to the bathroom and shut the door, stripping down and turning on the hot water. I step under and shut my eyes.

About twenty minutes later Jenna and I were walking out of our hotel room and were heading for the elevator.

"So what's up with you and Harry now?" Jenna asks on the way down.

"I don't know to be honest." I chuckle lightly. I'm not surprised she asked, him and I had been cuddling throughout the all movies the group were watching together in the guys' hotel room.

"I see," Jenna replies. Her tone was hard to read but I wouldn't rule out calling it unimpressed. Can't blame her.

**

"And what can I get for you ladies?" the man behind the cash asks us.

"I'll get a grande vanilla bean frappe, no whip" I tell him. He nodded as he put my order into the machine.

"Is that all?" he asks.

"I'll just have a tall iced coffee with milk," she adds. The cashier adds it into the machine.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, two croissants please," I tell him. Rachel and Lizzy would kill us if we didn't bring them back anything.

"£16.47 and you can pick up your drinks and food over there," the cashier says as he points over to a small counter area in the store. I pay we wait a few minutes before getting our stuff. As Jenna and I were walk out she turns to me as if a sudden thought just struck her.

"Hey Tabitha?" she asked as she opens the taxi's door.

"Yeah?"

"Since we're going clubbing tonight, you wanna go shopping for something to wear?" she asks. 

"That's sounds good," I told her as I took a sip of my drink and do up my seatbelt. I put the croissants on my lap and my drink in the cup holder. Jenna smiles.

"This'll be fun," she says giving me a wink.

**THAT NIGHT**

"Did I tell you you look beautiful tonight?" Harry calls over the loud music booming from the club's speakers. I smile as my cheeks flush.

"Thank you," I say bashfully. "You look good too." Fuck did he look good. He was dressed in a white t-shirt that complimented his muscles perfectly, accompanied by dark skinny jeans and black boots.

"Thanks," he winks. I give a small laugh and start swaying to the beat of the remix playing throughout the building. Louis, Zayn and Niall were in the middle of the dance floor attempting to dance but being drunk as they were, looking like idiots. Jenna and Rachel were sitting at the bar, talking while occasionally taking sips of her drinks while Lizzy was probably in the bathroom, probably throwing up due to how many shots she'd down shortly after arriving. "Lou's quite the dancer huh?" Harry laughs as he points his finger in Louis' direction and start to laughing uncontrollably.

"What a dork," I chuckle, taking a sip of my own drink. Harry smiles and wraps his arms around my waist. I look up at him and he gives a slight smile. Bending down, he plants his lips on mine, pulling me right up against his body. He cupped my face in one of his large hands, deepening the kiss. Of course now's the time I realize I have to pee. God damn it.

"I gotta go to the bathroom, I'll be back soon," I tell him heading towards the club's restroom. As I walk in, a blonde girl around the same age as me walks out, bumping into me. "Sorry," I mutter half heartedly. She had long skinny legs that were covered in ripped fish-net stockings and tank top to which she was obviously wearing no bra underneath. Classy.

She gives me a look and continues to walking out. "Hey cutie," I hear her say flirtatiously and can't help but chuckle to myself. People like her are the one thing I can't stand about clubs, but it's something they all have. I roll my eyes and walked into the bathroom, stepping in front of the mirror and make sure my hair and outfit were still looking okay. I go into one of the stalls and come out a minute later. I wash my hands and walk out, not spotting Harry right away so I go to Louis and Niall who were still dancing.

"Have you guys seen Harry?" I ask them.

"I think he went outside. Probably for a breather, it's pretty hot in here," Louis replies. I nod thanks and walk outside. It was dark now so the only thing I could see were the street lights that lined the road. I look to the left and right of the club and see nobody. I'm about to walk back inside when I hear a girly shriek.

"Watch it, tiger, don't be so rough," a female voice giggles. It sounds vaguely familiar but wherever it came from sounded to be coming from right alley so I decide I'd just peak over. I'm sure Harry wouldn't be there but it wouldn't hurt to check.

I walk to the side of the club and look around the corner. I see a guy and a girl intensely making out though she was mostly all over him. It doesn't take me long to realize the girl is the one that bumped into me outside of the bathroom. I can't see the guy considering she was on top of him so I decide to walked back inside when the blonde girl gets off of him and backs him against the wall. The boy was wearing dark skinny jeans, a white t-shirt... oh my God.

"Harry?" I call. He turns around in surprise, the blonde still all over him. "What the fuck..."

"Tabitha! I-"

If he thinks he's getting a chance to explain himself, he's wrong. "Was I interrupting something? Sorry, asshole, I guess I'll go back inside so you guys can get back to it," I say as calmly as I can muster. Tears start rolling down my cheeks as I turn and walk away.

"Tabitha, come back! Please listen to me, I was standing there waiting for you an-" Harry starts but rage rushes over me and I cut him off.

"I don't want to hear your bullshit story Harry! You're nothing but a waste of time and I can't believe I bothered wasting mine on you. Fuck you," I say coldly. The girl's standing there awkwardly and I can't even look at her. She's disgusting.

Harry jogs up to me and tries to give me a hug but I shove him away. "Don't fucking touch me," I spit. He tries to grab my wrist but I yank it away. "I said don't touch me!" I yell and walk back into the club. I run into Jenna who was still at the bar. "I'm going home. I have my phone on me if you need me," I state bluntly and walk out to the sidewalk, wanting to distance myself from the club so I didn't have to wait there for a cab. Unfortunately Harry was still outside and catches up to me.

"Please wait," he begs as he grabs my shoulder and turns me around.

"Wait for what, Harry? For you to come up with a bullshit lie so you can get away with this? Have a fucking great rest of your night."

Harry spins me right around and grabs both my wrists so I can't move. "Please let me explain."

"There's nothing to explain, Harry! Don't you get it? I saw you too; I don't need your explanation," I tell him. "Just leave me alone. Have fun with your new girlfriend." Ripping away from his grip I walk away but turn back around after a few steps. "Hope you two have great sex! I'm sure catching syphilis from her will be a blast," I yell at him before digging my phone out and calling a cab. God, Jenna was so right.