After minutes of sitting on the floor against the wall, I got up and went to the drinks. Instead of getting fruit punch, I got Vodka. I don't want to remember this night at all. Its too much to handle. I filled my cup and went up stairs, bring it with me. I'm not trying to get drunk down there. I walk into my room and shut and lock the door. I put the cup of Vodka on my dresser so I can change. I strip out of my clothes and put on shorts and a bra. I grab my cup and pull back the covers on my bed, Slipping in. As I lay in bed, I begin to drink the vodka. I start to feel myself get woozy and sick real fast. With that, I'm knocked out.
Curls. Curls were all I saw. I look down..big hands. His big hands were held out for me to take. I take his hand and smile. I look back up at his face and look into Candy green orbs. The orbs I loved. He takes his hand and slides it up my arm, sending tingles up it every time he touched. His hands slid up to my shoulder where my bra and tank strap was sat. His fingers went to the strap of my bra and toyed around with it. I watched his eyes. They were full of lust and love. His fingers went to the back of the bra, Where the hook was at. His eyes diverted to my eyes. We watched each others eyes until he unhooked the bra. I gasped and giggled. His hands went to the small of my back then to my thighs. He pulled me up on him. I wrap my legs around him instinctively. He pressed me against him, causing me to moan. It was all a matter of seconds before he-
"Sam, I need your help." Jane's voice awakens me from that..Sick dream. I sit up and look around. She must've called from downstairs, considering she's in not here. I get out of bed and first shirt I found. I slip it over my head and walk downstairs to where Jane is. I walk over to the living room and spot Jane down on her knees cleaning the house up. I go beside her and help her without saying a word. She sighs and slams down the cups she's picked up.
"Its going to take all day to clean this up." She groans. I stop what I'm doing and nod at her. She sighs and gets up. She takes her phone out her pocket and taps on it a few times before putting it to her ear. She said a few words like 'Yea', 'Mhm', 'Please', And 'Okay'. Eventually, she hung up and put her phone away. "Louis is coming." She lets me know. I nod and continue picking up scraps until the doorbell rang. Since, Jane was no where to be found. I decided to answer the door. I open the door to face Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. I groan and let them in before closing the door behind them. They look around before turning to me.
"Where's Jane?" Louis asks. I shrug and get down on my knees again. I pick up a few pieces and throw them away. No matter how much I drank, I still didn't forget that night. I groan just remembering it. I continued to pick up pieces and throw them away until a shadow blocked my light.
"Blocking my view, Ya know." I say harshly. The person chuckles and moves. I look up at the person to see three things.. Curls, Big Hands, and Green Orbs.
"How'd you sleep last night, Sam?" He questions. I froze on the spot. Harry laughs at me, Noticing my sudden freeze.
"I..I-uh.." I start but can't finish. Harry nods and gets on his knees to help. "How...How did you sleep last night?" I ask back as he had asked me. He shrugs and continues picking up trash.
"It was the same as usual." He states with a quiet sigh. I nod and return back to picking up trash. I yawn and look around. We were done. "Looks like we're done." I tell Harry, Turning back to him. Harry grins at the accomplishment. "I'll be back. I'm going to go find Louis and Jane." I tell Harry before going up the steps to Jane's room. Instead of knocking, I open the door but close it right after. I run down the stairs scared for life.
"Did you find them?" Harry asks once I'm in his view. I nod and stay quiet. "What were they doing?" He asks again.
"It." I mumble. Harry nods and laughs, knowing what I mean.
"You mean sex?" He raises an eyebrow at me, still laughing. I nod slowly. "You could've just said that." He says still laughing.
"No, its a gross word." I tell him.
"How?"
"I dont know, It just is." I shrug, not wanting to go through this conversation. Harry nods. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his car keys. I look at him bewildered.
"Lets go." He simply says. I continue to look at his bewildered.
"Your not Kidnapping me, Right?" I raise an eyebrow on him. Harry chuckles and shakes his head.
"Come on." He heads outside and I follow behind. As I expect to get into a Car I see a Motorcycle. I raise an eyebrow at Harry again and watch him get on the bike, Holding out a helmet to me. "What?" Harry looks at me confused. I look from him to the bike.
"Im not getting on that." I point to his bike.
"Why not?"
"Because it's Dangerous." I state. Harry shrugs and starts the Motorcycle.
"Have fun with the sex noises." He shrugs and starts to pull off. Damn, You Harry Styles..
"Wait!" I call. Harry stops the bike and smirks at me. I grab the helmet from the back of his bike and put it on my head. I get on and wrap my arms around Harry's torso.
"Thats what I thought.." He sped off down the street with the smirk still evident on his face.
"Shut up, Styles." I hit his side, causing him to laugh. "Wait, Why do you have car keys if you have a bike?" I ask him.
"They're Louis." He shrugs
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I didn't think this was the best chapter but it was okay.. Lol I never know what to say so Im going to say Baii ;)
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Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}
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