White Lie H.S

Chapter three

A/N  just quickly inspired by my friend Bianca I would like to make Gigi hadid as Mel you don't have to see her as Mel if you have someone else in mind but I'd thought I'd let you know who I see as the characters.  P.s these characters are simply characters and only used for  the physical aspects of the real humans please keep that in consideration when reading this book - love stace xx

Harry left an hour ago and with it nearing eight o'clock Luke was becoming inpatient with Michael and myself. I had now straightened my light browny locks and finalised my makeup with a somewhat natural looking foundation and nude lipstick while keeping my eyes defined with black eyeliner and mascara.

I was finished and currently waiting with Luke for Michael to finish preparing himself for what he calls "a night of destruction". He finally included himself in the main area of the room and concluded he was ready which resulted in us all leaving towards Ella and Marcus's house.

Michael, Luke, Ella, Marcus, Sophia, Liam, Niall and I were enjoying quite a few pre drinks as we waited for Harry and Louis to arrive, unfortunately mark, Clive and Kate had returned to England a few days ago. The door rang and Ella excused herself to let the boys in, while she was doing so Niall decided everyone needed to down a tequila shot to bring the night to a start. We set out all the shots and included one for Harry, Ella and Louis who had now joined back with us and as I may say Harry sure had made himself more presentable! I placed a glass in front of everyone and counted down from three, as I did so I couldn't help but look at Harry as I felt his stare burn into my cheek he kept his stare the entire time I counted down to when we had both taken our shots and surprisingly neither of us closed our eyes at the cringe of taste.

After calling for a maxi cab we all ha made it inside one and conveniently Harry had taken a seat beside me, he sat in his skinny black jeans and black boots with a transparent black shirt somewhat covering his torso however leaving my eyes to cast his famous tattoos.

"Finished?" He whispered snapping my head off the sight of his torso "or would you like me to give you a better view" he continued to whisper in my ear while everyone was to busy with there conversations.

"Oh please I was just judging the fact you said you were going to make yourself more presentable and decided to wear a shirt that left you're torso little to imagination."  I retaliated.

The rest of the trip was quiet, little conversations here and there between the group however harry stayed silent since my comment on his choice of clothing, even though inside I loved it and was dying to take him up on his offer and have him remove the silk barrier.

We arrived at a club recommended by Liam and Sophia and walked straight in upsetting an already argry line.
The alcohol in our systems was starting to wear off and I praised Niall's decision to provide us with a few rounds of shots.

Soon after the shots Sophia, Ella and I had made our way from the dance floor to the bar in need of another alcoholic substance, Harry hadn't been seen since the shots and I was growing curious of where and with who he might be.

I downed my vodka red bull that Sophia ordered for me and started pulling of her arm to gain her presence with me on the dance floor. Ella and Marcus disappeared off to who knows where a few minutes ago leaving Sophia and I alone, every so often someone would whisk their arm around my waist in order to "claim" me for the night however I managed to sway their hands alway to enjoy the night alone. Liam soon showed up stating he wanted Sophia who then apologised for leaving me alone claiming she would return soon, a large hand snaked around me in which I tried to shake off but it wouldn't budge I ended up pulling it off but that only caused it to tighten and pull me back into a hard form. His breathe trickled down my arm as his he's rest in the crook of my shoulder, I repeatedly asked the culprit to stop however was left ignored.

"Sweetheart, if I leave little to the imagination the least you could do is the same." His voice spoke making it clear who the man was.

"Hmm well then, let me paint a pretty clear picture by saying I may have forgotten undergarments on my lower half." My drunken self blurted.

"Oh dear shit. Don't." His hand snaked back around my back and his hand enclosed itself around my wrist in a harsh tug.

"Whaaaa" I began

"Shut up." His voice cold.

I was roughly pushed against the wall of the crowded bathroom in which he pushed to the front of the line. He expectedly squeezed through the line and into the next available stall.

"You think you can tell me that and not expect me to grow and need to take you." He rhetorically asked.

The belt  and jeans of his were pushed to below his knees, his shirt was now fully unbuttoned and my dress was slowly ranking up my thighs.