Jupiter Falls ✓

o2| "beautiful friendship"

Chapter 2                           

"Come on, Jupiter!" Harry shouted over the music. I was resting on the wall, watching, while Harry made a fool of himself, dancing.

I laugh lightly, not taking my gaze off him. He's so funny and full of jokes which are one of the many things I learned about him over the last three weeks of working with him in the club. I'm actually quite glad Joe let him work here with me. I'm sure Joe's glad I've been, apparently more interested in my job since "Harry's been here".

This wasn't the first time he was dancing like a fool. It had become a sort of habit of his, at the time our shift finishes, 2 am, he joins the drunken dancers on the chequered raised platform, with his hips swaying to the beat.

Harry and I got acquainted (not The Weeknd's definition of it though) the first night we met. I got to know him a little better over a drink; he's 25 and finished university with a degree in economics. He's a relatively nice lad, despite his cheeky remarks he's an all around great guy. I decided that I didn't mind doing night shifts that much if he was working them with me, which he did. Hayley wasn't too happy with me doing nights, but she's cool with it now since she now goes to the gym while I'm at work.

The song playing was 'toxic' by Britney Spears, and to say the least. I love this song, my head started bopping to the beat, and Harry was nearing me.

"Come on, Jupiter! You're missing out!" He shouts over the music and I lightly shake my head, and I see him pout. Harry's body was processing the tempo of toxic and his dancing was no longer embarrassing nor stupid, but slower and...

Seductive.

He was so close now, he was in front of me and I could smell the alcohol on him. I saw him eye to eye; his fingers traced their way from my shoulder down to my hands then to my fingers. Glancing down I see my burning skin breathing as his fingertips extinguished the stress and fear.

"I'm right here," he whispers into my ear and I look up at him. The purple hues on his face darken as slowly he pulls my arms and himself onto the dance floor.

The grin on his face jumps as mine makes an appearance, the dimples on his face deepen and the purples on him make him appear almost: regal, majestic...

Magnetic.

My eyes close; the second he clamps his hand to my waist, my body lets loose and I know he feels it too. "J, open your eyes, don't be scared..."

He spins my body around, my back on his chest and his breath on my neck. I feel his hot carbon dioxide travelling up my neck, to my earlobe, "I know you want me J" he breathes.

"Don't get ahead of yourself Harry," I respond and he chuckles, I feel the vibrations jumping into the cage around my heart.

He still doesn't know I'm into girls, but I'm having too much fun with our banter. He knows it's banter—right? He's got to.

I feel my phone vibrating in the jeans before it starts to ring seconds after. I slide my hand into my pocket and pull it out. The caller id read: Hayley.

Hayley was calling me, Hayley my long term girlfriend whom I love—yet I'm here with Harry. The guilt struck into my body and I forwarded away from him—Harry.

I ran off the dance floor and near to the toilets, where it was quieter.

"Jupiter where are you, babe?" Hayley asks.

"I'm still at the club, you still at the gym?" I asked her and I hear shuffling sounds on the phone. "Hayley...?" I trail.

"Yeah I'm still at the gym, but I'll be home soon—see you in a few?" She says.