Why Not To Talk To Just Any Girl

Harry Styles' POV:

I was very excited about our new hit song, and Louis was too, so he told the others that we should go to celebrate.

"IS THERE FOOOOOD??!!!" Niall asked.

"OF COURSE YOU IDIOT!!! IT'S A BAR!!!" Louis shouted.

"Now remember: we have to be home in time for dinner guys." Liam said.

After that, we all were like 'Yeah, OK Liam.' Before we knew it, we were there.

We all admired the paintings and the bar.

There were also separate tables to sit in, so it was kind-of a restaurant-bar place.

It also had a dance floor, and a disco-ball and everything, so it was a pretty cool place.

After we went our separate ways, I just plopped myself on a chair next to the bar and then this chick starts calling my name.

She had a red, straight hairstyle and a matching red, pencil dress and looked very pretty in it. I went up to her and said "Hi, I'm Harry."

She said "My god Harry how much have you had to drink!? I'm Ginny, remember?"

So Ginny has a boyfriend (I thought it was freaky how our names were the same, or that's what I assumed). I thought quickly that since Ginny is totally drunk (she acted tipsy, and she acted like I was her boyfriend), I could act as her boyfriend and give her the night of her life so she will dump her old boyfriend. But that would be a little mean, and if I slept with her, she would probably wake up and scream...

I decided that I should go with it and say "OHHH, right, I remember you Ginny!"

"Harry, get your glasses, we are about to leave." GLASSES? I rushed to the booth, and searched frantically for glasses before, lucky me, an old woman showed up(with glasses, of course). I stole her glasses, put them on, and ran back to Ginny.

"Harry, we'll have to go to the Burrow in five mi....wait, oh yeah! Mum's getting the cake together still, that will take a little while longer....Harry, did you curl your hair!?"

She's just noticing that!?!? "Just a thing to do." was my sucking reply.

"OK." she said acceptingly.

SHE TOOK THAT!?!?!? She must be really, really drunk.

"Anyway Harry, we have spare time because mum's delaying with the cake, so what should we do?"

Oww, these glasses are really painful!!! "Dance?" I said, trying to minimize the pain in my voice.

"Sure!" she replied with more than a hint of enthusiasm. I soon forgot about the pain in my eyes, and took her hand. The dance floor was playing 'Best Song Ever', which I recognized as one of our songs. That bit pumped me up with energy, so we started dancing wildly. After that, there was a slower song and we danced traditionally.

Mid song, she said "Wow, Harry, thank you very much! You dance very well!"

"It was a great time for me too."

She told me in a sexy, slow, and almost seductive voice "Really, thanks for this night Harry. It was very romantic. Hmm, maybe I can give you something in return..." Then she started snogging me, and I snogged back, it was wonderful.

Then she stopped and whispered "Let's go look for somewhere private.". We found a small room with a couch and a lamp in the back of the bar(man, they have everything), and resumed snogging. I put my hands on her waist, she put hers on my shoulders. We fell onto the couch, and then she wrapped her legs around me (they were extremely warm, and very soft). It was almost like I was reliving the best moments of my life all over again. Maybe heaven is rewarding me with a beautiful women or something....

Just as I was admiring her warmth, she suddenly jerked, as if realizing something, and said "Harry, we need to go now!!!"

"OK." was my reply, and out we bolted (after Ginny collected a Budweiser).

"You ready?" I nodded, she took my hand, and before I could even say 'huh?' we were forced into what I imagined to be a tube the size of a pinpoint.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?!?!?!?!? I was there, and now I'm at the doorstep of a very odd house!?!? I barley remained calm when we walked up to the front door and knocked. An elderly woman in odd clothing answered the door

"Hello Ginny, who's this?" she said.

"This is Harry, Harry Potter, right? Ginny questioned. Confusion and disbelief were on her face. The other women let us inside, and I saw the house was old and messy, and the cake was shaped as a golden, flying ball resting in the dining room on a table, with a whole bunch of people.

"I thought you were with Harry..." said a red haired boy talking to Ginny.

"Yeah, were is Harry? What have you done with him?" said a beautiful, blond girl standing next to the boy talking to me this time."

"But......that's Harry.....rrrright!?" said a bewildered Ginny.

I piped up and proclaimed "Well Ginny wouldn't snog me if I wasn't Harry,...riiiiight Ginny?" Ginny was taking gulps of her Budweiser.

"Um, sure, so what are we doimm mmm ....." I snogged her, henceforth ending her confusion. All the others looked disgusted at my behavior. Then some bloke almost busted down the door.

"GINNY!?!?!?!?" hollered the bloke who I thought to be her boyfriend.

Ginny, looking at her boyfriend, started to look sympathetic and understanding. She walked up to him and said "My god, I'm really sorry you had to go through that entire place Ron, it was a very kind and brotherly thing to do, look for us, and I know you still have mixed feelings about me and Harry. I'm really sorry, again." Everybody looked confused.

"I'm Ron." red haired guy said.

"Ummmm, ok, then you must beeeeee.....".

Ginny was very confused, but Mr. Bloke comes up to me and hollers "What did you do to her????!!!!!??"

"She was already drunk...". He cut me off by lifting up a stick to my throat (don't ask).

I said "Alright,maybewecanworkoutsomethinghere???!!?" extremely nervous and fast-like.

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"STOP!" many hollered at one time, including Ginny.

"Ginny, Harry has a scar, so look on their foreheads, ! It' obvious." said blond girl.

She then looked at 'the real' Harry's head and said "You're not Harry." while looking up on what was indeed a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

"What?!?" Harry said.

"You're N." Ginny replied. Everyone looked as if Ginny belonged in a mental hospital, (honestly) including me. Ginny looked as this link was very simple.

"You have an N on your forehead, not 'Harry'." she explained.

Harry said suspecting "Ginny,....how much have you had to drink?" after he caught Ginny going for another gulp of beer.

"At least ten bottles, I suspect." I answered. Harry, pointing the same stick that he used to threaten me at Ginny, muttered a few words and Ginny looked as if she woke from a pleasant sleep.

"Harry?" She said to him "Is it you?".

"Yes Ginny, it's me." Harry replied.

"Wow....." she looked at me and started to walk towards me.

"YOU!!!!! YOU ARE A FOUL" she punched me "FAKE" she did it again "EVIL" again... "BASTARD!!!!!!!!" she punched me, and then she calmed down "And I snogged you!" she punched me for the last time, I was on the ground now moaning in pain. Damn, bitch punches hard!!

"My god Harry I'm absolutely sorry about this mess, I shouldn't have drank too much!!! I can understand if your very mad at me, again, I..."

"I'm not mad at you. I should've looked after you more, and not have drunk myself too much, so I guess I'm more sorry."