Together [Sequel to Love Actually]

Chapter 12

               Perrie and I stood backstage, and watched the concert unfold as the boys performed. Every time Harry would run back for an outfit change, he would steal a kiss, and then make his way back to the stage. Perrie and I were screaming and cheering so loud, that we knew after the club our voices would be smashed.

               The concert ended way too quickly and the boys led us out to the tour bus. We all boarded on, and headed to the club. Harry had me sitting in his lap the whole way there, and he left trails of wet kisses along my neck the whole time.

               Brian was glaring at us from across the bus, but we didn't care. We both knew what was happening tonight, and not even Brian could put us in a bad mood.

               We pulled up to the club, and piled out of the bus. Harry and Niall linked their arms with mine as we entered, and we were immediately deafened by the music.

               I could feel it vibrating through me, and it made my heart skip a few beats. Niall led us to the bar, and we began taking shots. The other boys and Perrie didn't want to drink tonight, but I was in the mood for getting drunk, so whatever alcohol Niall put in front of me, I downed in a heartbeat.

               Harry had his hands placed lightly on my waist, and kept kissing my neck and face. Niall was pretty smashed, and had disappeared with some blonde girl.

               Harry rubbed his drunken hands up and down my sides, and grabbed my chest lightly. I turned around, and attached my lips to his. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue, and feel a light layer of sweat on his skin.

               I grabbed his hands, and pulled him to the dance floor. He got behind me, and grinded his pelvis into my butt. I rolled my hips against him, and laid my head back on his shoulder. He placed his lips gently on my mine, and slid his tongues back in my mouth. I groaned lightly on his lips, and felt his pants tighten against me.

               I smiled against his lips, and tangled my fingers in his hair, and continued to grind him.

               Out of nowhere, there was another person grinding on me from the front. My vision was blurry from being so drunk, but I realized it was Brian.

               He pulled me by the hair, and tried to kiss me. I held on tightly to Harry, who grabbed my waist firmly.

               Brian wouldn't give up. He tried pulling me away from Harry again, this time he was more vulgar. He pulled at my hair, and scraped his nails against my arms, trying to pry me away from Harry.

               Harry kept a firm grip on me, and lifted me off the ground. He dragged me out of the club, and Brian followed.

"You'll thank me later." I heard Perrie say before a freezing glass of water was poured over Harry and I.

               It sobered me up quickly, and my vision returned to normal. I saw the scratches on my arms, and Harry was pulling me from the club, and onto the bus.

               We got on the bus, and Harry laid me in his bunk. Brian followed us in, and came straight over to me.

"I can make you feel better than he ever will." Brian slurred.

"Lies." I said pointing a crooked finger at him.

               It was now that I realized Harry wasn't drunk, he had some to drink sure, but he was almost completely sober.