Shots

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After everyone had dinner, the real party started to begin. Andy dimmed up some of his lights and put on music. Everyone started to grab their drinks and dance. I watched as a few girls climbed on top of the couches and chairs, dancing to the music.

"Come on," Harry whispered in my ear. I looked into his green eyes as he pulled my hand towards the kitchen where it was a bit quieter. A couple guys came in however and grabbed more bottles of champagne before running back out. "Cover your hickey," Harry said to me. I glared at him as he leaned against Andy's kitchen counter and sipped his beer. "I really don't like it."

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. He was so serious about it. "Harry, just shut up."

"No," he said laughing. I smacked him on his chest and he grabbed my wrist before pulling me closer and kissing my cheek playfully.

"Whatever," I responded, blushing a little. I started to walk towards the bathroom and noticed Harry following behind. He hasn't left my side all night. We got food together; we ate it together and now were drinking and talking together. I stopped in front of the bathroom door and turned to look at him. "Harry, you can't come in here."

"Why not?" he asked, looking at me innocently.

"I'm going to take my knickers off."

"The more of a reason to go in then," he said trying to push me aside and walk in.

"Harry," I cried laughing as I pushed him out. "You're a perv!"

Harry grinned cheekily before stepping out. "I'll be waiting with the others in the living room." I smiled before closing the door behind him. When I got out, I find Zayn in the kitchen grabbing a drink and I walked over to him.

"You enjoying the party?" he asked with a smirk. I didn't like the way he said that or the way he was smirking at me about it.

"Yeah," I responded. "Are you?"

"Not as much as you," he said laughing.

"Zayn...if you are talking about what I think you're talking about I'm going to punch you all in the face."

"What do you mean?" he asked. "Oh wait...you mean about your huge crush on Harry?"

"Fucking hell," I cried. "How the hell are you, Niall, Liam and Liana coming at me about this one after the other? Have I gotten more obvious or are you all planning something?"

I mean honestly. They're all coming out of the woodwork one after the other and it's making me real nervous. Imagine if Harry is next.

"I don't know what you're talking about but I've known for a while now," Zayn replied.

"Please don't tell him," I begged.

"You think I'm an idiot? Of course I won't. This is between you two...and Emma."

"I like to pretend she doesn't exist," I responded. It was my only way of staying sane, to be honest.

Zayn chuckled before sipping his drink. "I'm really glad you're talking to him again. I don't really know what happened or whatever but things got really quiet with Harry when you weren't here. And that's weird for him." I raised my eyebrows, a bit surprised. "It's true...for however long you guys have been friends he's become so dependent upon you. It's like he can't think of life without his best friend in it, you know what I mean?"

"It was for a reason...I mean it wasn't easy for me to ignore him," I replied.

"Yeah, I get it. It's good you're back though. I haven't seen him smile this much in ages. If you two weren't dating other people I'm sure you'd be together by now." I crinkled my nose and smiled. Zayn laughed and put his arm around me. "Let's go over to everyone else. And your secret is safe with me."

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