Sweetened || HS AU (COMPLETED)

• forty-six •

of course this song would be playing at a birthday party for him.
Sweetened Harry knows bangers and this is one.

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| Jailen |

"Put this on," I handed a blindfold to Harry, letting out a sigh of relief when he finally took his hand off of my thigh.

We were five minutes away from Zayn's house and I couldn't let Harry see where we were going. I had already gone through the trouble of taking the long way around just so Harry wouldn't get suspicious. I was thankful that it was dark outside, which meant he couldn't tell where we were headed anyway.

This had been the longest drive of my life, it seemed. It was only forty minutes but Harry was suffocating tonight. Everything about him made it difficult to keep my head clear and it took a lot of restraint to not pull over and beg him to take me in the backseat.

I couldn't figure out what it was about him tonight. He looked good, yes, but that's all the time for him. He smelled good as well, but tonight felt different. Something was drawing me to him and I couldn't figure it out.

"A blindfold?" He grinned, slightly sobered up, "Are you sure you aren't my surprise?"

I snorted, "If I was your surprise, do you think I'd go through all this trouble when I could've just fucked you on your kitchen counter?"

"It's not too late," He said, putting the blindfold over his eyes, "We can turn the car around and I'll keep the blindfold on and act like I'm surprised when I feel your puss-"

"Oh, great! We're here!" I said, a blush forming on my cheeks as we approached Zayn's house. He chuckled and the gate opened the moment my car was in sight of the cameras, as if someone had been watching.

I parked in front of the door, got out, and made my way around to Harry's side. I opened the door, and he stepped out, cautiously holding onto the door as he stood up straight. I smiled at him, even though he couldn't see me. Still, he smiled back, naturally doing so once his hands found my waist.

"Did I tell you how good you look tonight?" He asked as I pulled him away from the car and shut the door.

"You might've mentioned it," I looped my arm with his and walked us toward the door, "Did I tell you?"

"No," He cleared his throat, maneuvering his arm so that we were untangled, sliding his hand down my arm until our fingers were laced together, "But, you were practically drooling every time you looked at me tonight, so I assume it means the same thing."

"I wasn't fucking drooling," I defended myself, closing my mouth just to be sure as we walked up the stairs, "Watch your step."

"Did I have to wear a blindfold? I could've just closed my eyes, this is just making me horny." He huffed as I opened the front door. Everyone was waiting in the foyer and I made eye contact with Zayn as he stood at the top of the stairs, a smug smile on his face as he raised his red cup to his lips.

"Harry shut up," I murmured, stepping to the side so that he'd be able to see.

"I'm just sayin', baby, remind me to keep this for later. I have ideas-" His sentence was cut short as I reached up and pulled the blindfold off of his eyes.

"Surprise!" I yelled along with everyone else, their voices thundering around us.

His eyes widened and his grin stretched from ear to ear, his eyes searching the crowd until they landed on Zayn, "What the fuck!?" Zayn raised his cup, his smile wide as well. Harry glanced down at me, tears filling his waterline.