hey everyone, i absolutely love writing these stories,i try to publish as much as possible but it would also help if you guys would give me suggestions.
info: this is set in alex's new year's party but it's a year later so their together. also i'm adding in extra characters but their just for this story.
enjoy!!henry's pov.
i'm already running late so i don't bother tying my tie.
i get out of the car and straight away the music coming from inside booms in my ears.
when i walk in a few eyes land on me, one of them being alex's.
he smiles widely and comes over.
"nice party." i shout over the music.
"what?" he shouts back and points to his ear.
"nice party." i shout again and a look of confusion remains on his face.
"whatever i'll go get us some drinks" he walks away and i sit down on a couch taking in everything that's going on.
people i half recognise walk by in strange outfits.
i feel a bit over dressed looking at the guys with unbuttoned shirts and girls in bikinis.
i start to unbutton the top one on my shirt when someone sits down next to me and it's not alex.
"let me." a man tells me and puts his hands on my collar.
"it's alright" i push his hands away and his green eyes pierce into mine.
a strong smell of vodka is coming from him and i can tell he's not in the right head space.
"feisty are we?" he chuckles and i look at him deadpan.
"relax, i was only trying to help. my names thomas." he reaches out his hand and i reluctantly shake it.
"i'm-
"henry. i think everyone in the world knows your name." he interrupts
"ah yes it seems so." i reply.
we fall silent even though the music playing is the opposite.
"so how do you know alex?" i ask, trying to fill the time before he gets back.
"i don't, i'm just a plus one." he reaches over the arm of his chair and produces shot glasses.
"to new years?" he says.
"why not." i take the cup.
he goes to clink his on mine but it spills on me.
"shit sorry." he pulls out a napkin and dabs it on my chest.
"it's fine."
"i'll just-"
"he said it's fucking fine mate." alex's voice booms.
he pulls thomas back by his collar so he's facing him.
he stands up and tries to appear more dominant.
"not trying to cause any trouble man, just an accident." he says with a sly smirk.
"alex, really it's fine" i stand up to calm him down but he's already fuming.
"yeah alex, it's fine." he teases.
thomas leans over and lightly smacks alex's cheek.
before i can react alex's fist is colliding with thomas's jaw.
he stumbles back into the bar and alex shakes his hand out.
"oh my god" i say as a a crowd gathers.
"just get the fuck outta here." he shouts at thomas who is still rubbing his jaw.
looking defeated he grabs a beer from the counter and walks off.
"are you ok?" i inspect his knuckles which are red and bruised.
"what did he do to you?" asks another question, avoiding mine.
"nothing it wasn't big deal, you didn't have to punch him."
"no one can lay a hand on you but me ok?" i smile at his protective words.
he still seems caught up with what happened so i try to distract him.
i file my fingers through his hair and press my lips on his.
his tense body relaxes and his arms hug my waist.
his lips feel like pillows against mine and i plough through them, letting our tounges explore eachother's mouths.
"you know your my absolute favourite person right?" i ask breathlessly, he pulls back and looks into my eyes grinning.
"don't worry, i know"
i kiss him harder and then stop remembering where we are.
"there's only 30 minutes until midnight, think you can keep yourself from kissing me until then?" i ask him.
"challenge declined." alex kisses my cheek swiftly and then pulls me tight.
i love him so muchshorter one today, tysm for everyone who's voted and commented it helps motivate me to write more.
hope you guys liked this one it was a tiny bit rushed but whatever. xxx
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