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Best freinds -Harry

Harry and I have been best friends since we met over two years ago. It was a bit of a weird story, like something out of a fanfiction or something, minus the romance, since I've also been with my current boyfriends for over three years at this point. Harry and I ran into each other in a Starbucks one day when we both ordered the same thing. Cheesy I know but it really happened that way. He was trying to flirt with me and I knew it but I had quickly brought up my boyfriend when I was given the chance. He had quickly backed off but asked if we could hang out again as friends.

Since then Harry and I have been really close and he was always there for me, as I was for him.

My boyfriend didn't like the idea of Harry being my friend at first but when they finally met they got along rather well. They even sort of became friends, not as close as me and Harry but they didn't hate each other and neither seemed to be jealous. That's why it wasn't a big deal when Harry had asked me to go out with him to some new club we hadn't checked out yet. My boyfriend was out of town visiting his parents and I had been a little bored at home by myself.

Harry who had just gotten back from his tour had randomly showed up on my door step dressed for a night on the town, "Let's go out," he said the second I opened the door.

"Well hello to you too," I stated sarcastically with a smile.

"Hi, now go get dressed, it's Saturday night and we are going out," He said pushing me to the hallway towards my room.

"Fine," I said pushing back when I reached my room. After almost an hour and several complaints from harry to hurry up we had finally left. I had on a sequence skirt and a white flowy blouse, one that harry had suggested when I complained I couldn't find anything to wear. The place was packed and the music was loud. Of course Harry didn't stay in the main part of the club for very long before he pulled me behind him to the VIP section. He ordered a bottle of something I didn't pay attention to and Niall popped up out of nowhere, "Harry, Abigail," He shouted slightly drunk already. "I didn't know you guys were coming out tonight," He said walking over. I stood and gave him a brief hug and a smile, "You look gorgeous tonight, where's Ashton?"

"He's visiting his parents for the weekend," I responded taking my seat again, and the glass that Harry had poured me.

"So if you don't want to be all alone tonight I'll go home with you," Niall said winking. He always was a bit of a flirt.

"Niall," Harry said his tone emanating a warning.

I didn't say anything I just laughed, taking another sip of my drink. "You better keep an eye on her Harold, wouldn't want to upset Ashton when he gets back," Niall said laughing his signature loud laugh. He downed a glass Harry had handed him and then said he was going to find someone to dance with before walking away cheering.

"Well he's gone," Harry commented with a laugh.

"In more ways than one," I said finishing off my glass.

"Want some more?" Harry asked holding up the bottle.

"Sure," I said holding out my glass. We sat for a while listening to the music and enjoying our time. We finished two more bottles and I could feel my head spinning slightly, the giggles pouring out as Harry told another cheesy joke.

"Do you want to dance now?" Harry asked giving me a big smile.

"Why, not I think I'm drunk enough," I said standing. I was always a bit self-conscious of my dancing when I was sober. We made our way through the crowd of people our bodies getting progressively closer the thicker the crowd got. When my back was pretty much flush against Harry's, and there was little room to move, I stopped. We danced on each other and I could feel his hands on my waist. My body felt light and the room felt like it was spinning slightly but it all felt good. I pressed myself back into him a little more and reached my hands back running one of them through his hair. His lips somehow found my neck moving my hair to the side, it tickled at first but felt really good. His mouth closed around a spot on my neck that was particularly sensitive and I let out a moan that I knew no one could hear over the music.