You're Mine (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 13

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to @AshleyOwens9.

She was the only one who commented. With out her, this chapter wouldn't be here.

Thank you Ashley. :3

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•Ashley's POV•

I stared at the crowd infront me. It seemed as if it had grown 20 times bigger in the five minutes I was in the bathroom. I sighed and started to push myself through the drunken crowd; again.

Bodies grinding on one another made it difficult to even see the end of the crowd. The alcohol in my body wasn't helping much either. It was like my own body was betraying me; giving in to pounding music. My mind was telling me to just dance; to have a good time.

"Ashhhyyyy!" Someone drunkley slurred - or should I say screeched - from behind me. I cautiously turned around, only to be faced with a very intoxicated Lizzie. Just then the song Little Bad Girl by David Guetta started to play. "Please dance with me! Dis is our song!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me over to a semi-clear spot on the dance floor.

Lizzie started dancing and it didn't take long for me to join. By now the alcohol was really pumping through my viens. It was getting hard to think straight so I didn't even bother.

Half way through the song I felt a pair of large, warm hands on my hips. My eyes shot open looking around franticly. Once agian, Lizzie was no where to be found.

"I was getting worried about you," A raspy voice whispered into my ear. "I thought you weren't coming back."

I stopped dancing and attempted to step forward out of Harrys' grasp. Of course, that didn't work out so well. Harrys' grip on my hips tightened, pulling me closer than we were before.

"You're not going anywhere babe, you're going to dance with me." Harry lightly nipped my ear lobe and started to grind against my ass. I stood frozen, not moving a single muscle. "Dance." Harry lowly growled. I slowly started moving my hips with is; earning a throaty moan in return.

The song is almost over. Just another minute I thought to myself. I focused on the song, singing along in my head. I wasn't worried about my dancing, it came naturally; and by the growing bulge in Harrys' pants, I'd say I was doing just fine.

I ground my ass into crotch earning a loud, throaty moan from Harry. He pressed his hard-on into me just as the song ended. I pushed myself away from Harry and made my way towards the bar. That'll teach him.

"We're leaving." Harrys' lust filled voice filled my ears. He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me towards the nearest exit. All the alcohol seemed to be drained out of my system as I frantically searched my brain for an exuse not to leave.

"What about Lizzie?" I dug my heels into the floor hoping to at least slow him down.

"She'll find a way home." Harry pulled harder on my wrist making me stumble forward. I quickley regained myself.

"Hell no. We're taking her home." I yanked my wrist out of Harrys' hand. I headed back towards the bar, looking around for Lizzie on the way.

I heard Harry huff from behind me. I wasn't going to leave with my bestfriend, he was just going to have to deal with it.

I was almost at the bar when I spotted Lizzie stumbling up to it, about to order yet another drink. I quickly walked over to her and turned her around.

"Hey! I though I lost you." Lizzie slurred while leaning on the bar for support.

"We're leaving Lizzie, lets go." She didn't argue. She slung one of her arms around my shoulders and we headed back toward Harry who still stood by the exit.

Lizzie and I stumbled out of the club while Harry held the door open for us. I fished the keys out of Lizzies' clutch and tossed them to Harry.

Once we were close to the car Harry pushed the button on the keys to unlock it. I opened the back door and layed Lizzie down in the back seat making sure she wasn't going to hit her head on the doors. I closed the back door and opened the passenger one; sliding into my seat and buckling.

Harry started the care and we were off to Lizzies' flat.

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We arrived in no time at Lizzies' flat. I hopped out of the car and opened the back door. As I expected, Lizzie was passed out. I shook her lightly until she woke up.

"We're here Liz. You got to get up." She drunkenly nodded and stumbled out of the car. Once again, she slung one arm over my shoulders for support.

Harry already had the front door open for us. I pulled Lizzie inside and to her bedroom. I took her dress off of her and put her in bed; pulling the blankets up to her chin. Taking on last look at her I made my way out of the bedroom; shutting the light off on my way out.

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