Two Me's and Only One Harry Styles.

Chapter 4 (Vic)

It's been 4 hours since our first set of drinks, we were on round 6 and I wasn't feeling a damn thing. Harry had since doubled his intake, seconds after Todd slung an arm over my shoulders now that I think about it more clearly.

"I can't feel my face." I laugh and attempt to poke my own face completely missing and making myself go cross eyed. Todd bellows out an odd ,ridiculous, loud laugh.

"Song reference." He states quickly. "When I'm with you!" He sings out, rather off key but for some reason I find it silly and giggle.

"I need some air." Harry mutters about to swing his foot in the direction of the double doors that lead outside.

"I'll come with you." I perk up.

"No." He says quickly, his eyes briefly sweep over me and then form into the hard glaze he's had on since we stepped in here. "I'll be fine. Be right back." He takes that step and I feel as if I can't breathe. He's leaving me alone, in a room full of people I don't know and they are mostly widely known which intimidates me even more.

"Stay." Todd practically orders me. No question behind it. "He obviously has issues."

I'm taken aback by this comment, Todd has been laughing and smiling this entire time. Now that Harry is a few slow steps away, getting bombarded by everyone, he seems less friendly.

"I came here with him." I seethe with anger. "It was nice meeting you. Bye." I say quickly, not giving him the time of the night to persuade me otherwise. I'm out from under his arm in a split second, quickly pacing after Harry. His tall figure lingers throughout the small venue.

I've never dodged so many celebrities as I chased after the one I wanted.

"Harry.." I calmly say, placing my hand on his forearm.

He looks over his shoulder at me and his eyes widen. "Vic-"

"Don't you dare tell me to go back, I came here with you. Or did you forget?" I snicker at him, his uneasy glare fading and a small smile forms in replace.

"Forget you? Ha! I couldn't even if I wanted to." He settled himself onto a nearby stool and looks at me with expectant eyes, my body slowly gravitates towards him, a slow magnitude-like pull lures me in to stand next to him.

Harry smiles slightly up at me, our body height difference is nonexistent since he sits on a stool. For once, I'm a few inches taller. This excites me.

"I'm really glad you asked me to come with you. This place is great, loud music, people dancing. Everyone is minding their own business, it's lovely."

His arms encircle my waist, coiling them slowly he pulls me towards him into a loving embrace. I'm stunned by his confidence and slightly confused. "Turn, please." I turn my body away from his and just as my footing is centered he throws me off by pulling my back flush against his broad hard chest. "Too far away, too far." He mumbles, his lips move against my bare shoulder.

"We will be lucky to remember any of this in the morning." I tease, enjoying the fact that we won't because there will be no regrets.

"I remember everything with you Vic. Everything." He whispers, tickling my skin with his slow moving lips.

The night floats on, people not paying much attention to us now that he's not standing alone. A few people do approach us but mostly to ask him if he will consider ever doing a collaboration with them or partake in a movie.

By the time it's well after 2am Harry asks me if I'm ready to leave, I protest one more hour won't hurt. Only because I'm selfish and I would love more time with him, before he goes home and calls Jazmin as he always did after parties. That hour passes quicker than than ever before.