Out of Hand (One Direction/Harry)

Chapter 23: Maybe I am

"Why the fuck do you care?" I say.

"Tell me." He's literally ordering me to tell him.

I sigh and jerk my hand away from his grip. My feet walk down the stairs and George and Niall are already here. I kiss them hello and sit next to Niall.

"Where's Fara?" I giggle.

"On her way with Olivia. Where's Dan?" Niall asks.

"I have no idea, he's probably on his way." I say and grab a handful of tostitos.

"She doesn't want to get serious though." He sounds upset.

"What do you mean?" I'm so curious now.

"I asked her if she wanted to start dating or whatever and she was just telling me excuses. I got so pissed and I literally left her laying naked on my bed, we're supposed to talk about it today." 

"Oh." I would be so pissed if someone left me naked in a bed.

"Fuck she's here." Niall says and runs his fingers through his as he rushes to the kitchen.

Fara and Olivia come inside and I say hi. They don't closet he door when they come in so I stand up and walk towards the door. I see Daniel getting out of his car and I almost shout his name until I see fucking Sabrina getting out of the passengers seat. Why the fuck is that fucking bitch in Daniel's car. Daniel sees me, but I shut the door. Fucking fuck I hate her so fucking much. I walk to the kitchen and stand next to Niall. 

"Want a shot?" Zayn asks.

"Fucking yes please!" I say and everyone stares at me. "I mean yes." I correct myself.

Zayn pours some tequila on a small glass and Harry slides it to me. I drink it and the burning feeling on my throat is actually disgusting. I don't even know why people drink this shit. They notice my face of disgust and laugh, Zayn pours more on the small glass and I drink it. It taste worst the second time.

"One more?" Zayn asks with his stupid smirk. 

"Whatever." I say and drink the last shot. This one is so bad, I can't drink more.

"Another?" Zayn asks and I know he's holding his laughter.

I look at Harry who's next to Zayn, looking for some kind of approval, but instead he rolls his eyes and leaves the group.

"No, no more." I say and turn around. Daniel's looking around and he looks  at me.

He walks towards me and opens his arms as if he's expecting a hug. He wraps his arms around my waist and I put my arms around his neck. 

"I've missed you." He says.

"Why did you bring Sabrina?" I don't wait to ask because I want to know.

"Her mother and my mom are like friends and they made me drive her." He says and pulls away.

"Oh." I feel a little bad for thinking the worst.

"Do you want a drink?" 

"I've had enough, it hasn't kicked in yet." I say.

"Come on, I'll make you a long island, with little alcohol." He insists.

"Whatever, okay." I agree because I don't know what, but something is annoying me.

I walk through the kitchen and out the door to the backyard. I enjoy the smell of grass. I turn around to sit on the benches, but fucking Harry is smoking a cigarette, he turns around and our eyes meet. My heartbeat raises.