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Chapter 17

Harry's POV:

"Hannah. No. Please let me explain." I beg.

"No. Don't even begin to explain. Was this a way of getting even with me?" She opens the door to tell me face to face. "How dare you. Harry, I can't handle anymore heart breaks. Don't ever talk to me again. We're over!"

Hannah has said those words. We. Are. Over. I wanted to somewhat bash my arm against the wall in anger as she exited the room, but I had to stay strong. I'll win her back. I know I will. If I can't have Hannah, no one can. I follow her out the door without her knowing I was on her tail. Hannah will be mine.

**Two Hours Before**

Hannah's POV:

"Guys! C'mon! The club is already open!" I scream.

Harry and Addison were by far the slowest people to get ready. I mean, Addison I understand, but Harry? He's a boy for goodness sakes. On the bright side, he's probably taking a long time to look his best, considering the fact that he had a brace on his arm. Thank god the cast came off. I'm so happy Addison came along to visit us. She said she would come visit soon after she had her baby, which was three weeks ago. She had arrived yesterday.

"Babe. How do I look?" Harry grins.

"Well..." I saw while straddling over to him. "You look hot." whispering the last part.

"Stop that." Harry whines.

"Stop what?" As if I didn't know what he meant.

Harry leans in to kiss me cheek. His hot breath made my cold cheek reach body temperature again. He was always so comforting and that's one of his best features.

"Am I interrupting something?" Addison laughs.

"Nope." Me and Harry reply in unison.

"Well then, lets go. I need a drink."

As we head out of Harry's apartment, thoughts raced my mind about Harry's drinking habits. I really hope he cools it down with the alcohol. Last time was a disaster. I mean, who can forget that?

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We arrive at the climb and in matter of seconds I already see a bunch of bodies grinding onto each other. I've never actually been to a club so I was kind of nervous. I'm not gonna lie. Addison doesn't hold back and she spots the bar, nearly running over there. Harry, on the other hand, grabs my hand and walks me over to the middle of the dance floor. The background music that was playing was a hip-hop/dance battle type of music. All eyes were on me and Harry as if we were actually going to challenge each other to a dance off. Ha, yeah right.

"Harry! I don't think I can do this!" I scream over the blaring music.

"Aw c'mon babe! It'll be fun!"

"No it's ok! Why don't you wait right here! I'm going to go get us some drinks!"

"Oh, alright! Hurry back! Ill miss you!"

I blow Harry a kiss before walking to the bar to get some drinks. I notice Addison kissing another girl while brutally grinding up against her. Great. She was already drunk. I walk over to her and put my arm between the space of her stomach against the other girl's

"Okay, too much alcohol for you." I immediately notice the girl start to get upset like as if she was going to beat me up. "Look. Why don't you go find yourself an actual whore and leave my friend alone."

The only response I got from the odd girl was a light chuckle and her middle finger rising up in my face. I go to one of the tables to sit Addison down. Her eyes were bloodshot red and her breath was so intoxicated it was hard for me to even sit by her.

"This party is great! Woohoo!" Addison screams while trying to take her top off. Luckily I stop her, knowing the big perverts in this club could've been a bad idea.

"Addison. Listen. Do you know where you are?" I ask concerned.

Not even seconds after my question, she closes her eyes and passes out right in front of me. Oh my god I hate dealing with drunk people. I guess the party is over now. I had to go and tell Harry about Addison so that we could get a cab and call it a night. I get up from the table and start my journey looking for Harry. Something tells me this is going to be a long night. Looking for Harry became impossible with all these sweaty bodies everywhere. Random guys kept grabbing my wrists asking to dance. All I was doing was smacking them away and telling them to piss off. I got quite annoyed when it came to drunk people. My dad was one of those drunken assholes but lets not get into that.

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Oh my god. Where the hell is Harry? I've seriously been walking around this club like an idiot for an hour. Finding him was impossible. I spoke to soon. A huge smile spread across my cheeks once I spotted those familiar, brown lock of curls. I run over to him. Screaming "Harry! Harry!" That's when my cheeky smile vanished completely in seconds. I see that whore who was grinding on Addison from earlier. Only this time, she's on Harry. And I mean full on. Harry doesn't seem to care. He's not pulling back, that was until he noticed me from a distance. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I tasted the salty substance as it entered my mouth when I was about to speak. Instead of speaking, I ran. Ran towards the exit of this club. I wish I never would've came here.

Harry's POV:

Was this girl stupid? I couldn't believe she was all over me. I would never do this to Hannah. I try and push her off, but her lips were somewhat glued to mine. Force builds up in me once I notice Hannah crying and running towards the exit. Shit.

"Bitch, get off of me!" I scream while pushing her away from me. "Hannah! Wait!"

I speed after Hannah. My gaze not once leaving her brown hair as it flows in the air while she runs away from me as if I was a rapist or something. My speed picks up once hers does. Luckily, I outran her which allowed me to gently grab ahold of her small wrists. She quickly turns around and smacks me in my face. Hard. That only made matters worse considering the fact how I can't control my anger, but, at a moment like this, I had to try my best. Hannah would not stop hitting me. Trying to release my hold which was getting tighter.

"Let me go!"

I finally just gave in once her cry went to sobs. She quickly walked towards the restrooms across the hall. Obviously, I followed. I wasn't able to say a single word since she nearly slammed the door on my nose.

"Hannah. No. Please let me explain." I beg.

"No. Don't even begin to explain. Was this a way of getting even with me?" She opens the door to tell me face to face. "How dare you. Harry, I can't handle anymore heart breaks. Don't ever talk to me again. We're over!"

Hannah has said those words. We. Are. Over. I wanted to somewhat bash my arm against the wall in anger as she exited the room, but I had to stay strong. I'll win her back. I know I will. If I can't have Hannah, no one can. I follow her out the door without her knowing I was on her tail. Hannah will be mine.