Mental. (Harry Styles)

4.

Harry's P.O.V

I stare at the phone in disbelieve. I can't believe she actually text me to come hang out. I was sure she  was absolutely fucking disgusted with me. I couldn't help but smile. "Whatcha smiling at there mate?" My best mate Zayn ask me. "Nothing,I'm leaving." I grumpled at him looking at my watch. It was only 12:00pm but I wanted to make sure that this date or whatever it is will be perfect. "Where you going for bloody' sake I thought we were hanging with the boys today?" Zayn questioned me. Annoying the hell out of me. "I have plans Zayn so shut your arse up and help me plan a fucking date will ya.?" I said grumbling at him. His eyes widened in surprise. "Harry styles on a date." He chuckled while shaking his head in disbelief. I rolled my eyes at him. "Wait Harry isn't your cousin's birthday party today?" Zayn asked me. "Bloody hell." I forgot all about my cousin Randy's party he was turning 21 and I promised him I'd come. "Guess I'll bring her to the party then." I said more to myself. "You sure?." Zayn asked me. "You know Randy's parties can get a bit crazy and you and alcohol wouldn't be the best thing for someone you like to see." He pointed out to me. I nodded he was right. I texted Becca to cancel.

HARRY:CAN'T HANG TODAY BUSY. SOME OTHER TIME THEN;).
It took no time for her for her to reply.
BECK💖:WHATEVER :|.

I smirked I could tell she really wanted to hang out with me but this was for her own good. I went to get ready for the party.

BECCA P.O.V
I stared at the phone in disbelief I can't believe he actually canceled on me. He was the one who asked me to hang out with him god dammit. I quickly replied whatever like it didn't matter. Lisa walked in the living room wearing all but nothing. "Where the hell are you going looking like a freakin slut." I asked her. She gasped and put her hand over her heart feigning hurt. "I think I look hot actually and I'm going to Randy's party." She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I looked confused. "Who's Randy?" She looked at me shocked. "Are you serious Randy throws the hottest birthday party's every year Beck where do you live under a freakin rock." She hit her hand  against her head. I shrugged. "We'll get dressed then." She grabbed me up off the couch. I looked at her as I she had two heads. "Well your obviously not going out with Harry today looking like....That" She motioned to what I was wearing in disgust. "Well, he canceled on me...so we don't have to worry about what I'm wearing do we?" "So you can come to the party with me then, GREAT." She said excitedly  dragging  me to her room and throwing  me a very reveling red dress. "There's no way in hell I'm wearing this Liz." I told her handing the thin piece of fabric back to her. She rolled her eyes and started undressing me. "What are you doing." I said struggling against her. "IF YOU WONT PUT THE DRESS ON YOURSELF I'LL FUCKING DO IT FOR YOU BEC!!!" She yelled still trying to rip my clothing off of me. "FINE FINE STOP I'LL PUT IT ON." I yelled back at her. She stop and a look of satisfaction crossed we face. "Good then we're on the same page." See you in 15 minutes in going get some pineapples she said winking at me. God that girl's bi-polar. I thought rolling my eyes.

After putting on the dress I noticed I looked really hot. The dress came to my knees and the straps crossed in the back. It showed off the curves in y body that I usually tried really hard to hide, but it looked good tonight. I quickly grabbed some black  simple strappy heels and put them on as Liz walked back into the room. "OH MY GOD BECS YOU LOOK HOT!!!" She screamed when she say me. I blushed slightly. "Thank you." I said shyly. "You just need a few little touches real quick, come here." She said pulling me to my desk and sitting me down. She pulled my hair up in a simple pony tail and put something on my face(Makeup I think). When I stood up and looked in the mirror I didn't even recognize myself. I looked like a completely different person than the nerdy bum I usually see in the mirror. I actually looked super hot. "Well come on." she said looking at her phone. "The party started at 9." she says walking out. I gape at her. "Liz its 11 o'clock are you serious!"  She shrugged. "The party doesn't really start until after 12 anyway." She said motioning me to get in the car.

Upon arriving at the party I noticed a few people passed out on the lawn already. There were red cups scattered everywhere outside and even a few people smoking pot. I looked at the house and it was freaking huge. "Is he rich or something?" I asked Liz while walking with her to the door. She shook her head. "Rich is an understatement his parents are like super loaded. "She said opening the door for me to go in.  As soon as I stepped in I noticed a mop of brown curls and instantly knew it was harry. My eyes instantly focused on his hand on some skinny blonde bimbos lower back. I instantly got angry. He ditched me to come party with some fucking slut. UNBELIEVABLE! I scoffed and quickly walked in the direction I thought the kitchen was leaving Liz. After a few minutes I noticed I was in a hallway and was completely lost. "Need some help." I heard a deep raspy voice ask. I turn around a notice Harry.  I rolled my eyes. "Definitely not from you." I said walking in the opposite direction before I felt myself being snatched back into Harry's chest. "Damn Bec what are you wearing." He said scanning my body. I blushed and covered up. "It's silly I know Liz dressed me and you know she can go a bit overboa-" "Bec its hot." He interrupted me. I blushed. "Too hot Bec you need to take it off now." He growled at me.  I rolled my eyes and snatched away from him. "Your unbelievable harry I swear." I said walking away quickly.

After a couple minutes I finally found kitchen and grabbed a drink off the counter and quickly gulped it down. I winced as I felt the vile liquid burn down my throat. I quickly grabbed another gulping it down. "Whoa whoa slow down hunny." I heard this male voice say gently grabbing my cup from me as I picked up another. It was a blue eyed blonde boy. He was actually cute in the boy- next-door way. "You okay." He said looking at me. I huffed. "I'm f..f..ine can I have my cup back now." I slurred a bit. He chuckled. "Your not fine....your a bit of a lightweight huh love." He asked me and I noticed he had a hint of accent in his voice that I couldn't place.  I starred at him and noticed he was wearing a plaid polo tucked into his jeans. He is definitely boy-next-doorish definitely my type. Or at least it used to be before............never mind.  "Did you here me." He asked me. I shook my head. "Um...yeaaaa im um sorry I can't." I giggled at not being able to finish my sentence. "I got her Randy." I heard Harry say grabbing me. I weakly fought against him. "No.No." I say weakly punching him. Harry scoffed and picked me up bringing me into a bedroom. Hmm I didn't even notice us walk upstairs. He gently set me down on the bed.

"Seriously Bec your drinking now." Harry shook his head at me. I instantly felt my anger coming back. "I'm not a fucking child harry I CAN DRINK!" I yelled at him getting up to walk out the room. he grabbed me. "Oh no your not going back down there like this, drunk and dressed like a fucking skank." Harry said pushing me back on the bed. I jumped up. "OH SO IT'S ONLY OKAY FOR YOUR LITTLE SLUT YOU CAME WITH TO DRESS LIKE THIS!!!!" I blurted out.  He chuckled. "So your jealous?" He asked me. I scoffed, "Fuck no, I already have plenty dudes asking for my number. Matter of fact may go talk to one of them right now." I said rolling my eyes. Harry instantly slammed me into one of the walls grabbing my wrist tightly. "You are MINE Bec." he gritted out his teeth. "No one can touch you or even talk to you  understand? Because you belong to me." He said tighting his grip on my wrist.