Him (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

As I open the door I see a lot of people, well vampires, walking around, laughing, dancing, and all kind of stuff. I can not believe this. Some are drinking blood and some just pure alcohol.

"What the.." Rose starts to say but was cut off my someone bumping into her.

"Oh sorry." The man says with a stupid accent, and Rose nods a bit confused.

"How long are they saying here?" I ask Liam. This isn't him, I mean, he never even liked parties. What is going on?

 "Yeah.. I'll just join the party if you don't mind." Liam mutters and walks in to a laughing crowd of drunk vampires.

Okay yeah, my house is pretty big, but there's barely room to walk around here, how many vamps are here? I just don't get it. Who is that guy who looks like Liam and acts like Liam, and what has he done to the real Liam? Or maybe he's changed. I don't know. Either way we need to get these idiots out of here, Rose just came from the hospital for goodness sake.

"C'mon Rose, let's get you somewhere where it¨s quiet." I mutter taking her hand and start walking through the house looking for a quiet room.

When I arrive to a long hallway, I look through the rooms, and finally I find a empty room. My room. Yeah they'd better keep out of here.

"Stay here. I'm gonna take care of these dip shits." I Say to Rose and she nods as I walk out of the room.

I walk over to the center of the room, "Okay everyone, party's over." I yell and everyone just yells boo's.

"C'mon Haz, have one drink, then we'll leave, okay?" A familiar face says. Oh wait, what is Zayn doing here?

"No I- I can't my girlfriend is waiting for me.." I mutter.

"One drink isn't that bad." He smirks.

"Okay, one drink." I give in.

Rose's POV.

It's been 5 minutes since Harry left, and I'm laying on his bed and playing on my phone.

10 minutes.

Now it's been an hour.

I don't want to over think this, he's just probably having trouble getting them out of the house. Right? I mean, he wouldn't leave me here alone.. Right?

Okay chill the fuck out, he's not over there partying, why would he be?

Two hours.

Okay that's it, I'm going to get him.

I get up from the bed and groan walking to the door. I open it from the handle and walk down the hallway.

I look around, there's pretty much no one on this hallway, then again there wasn't people here when I came to this hallway.

As I reach the end of it, I hear loud music and thumping. Yep, the party is still going on. I walk over to the crowd of people and cover my ears, this music is way too loud. Aren't vampires supposed to have like a 30 time better hearing than humans?

I look around nervous and anxious. Nervous cause I'm surrounded by vampires, and anxious cause Harry straight up lied to me.

Okay I don't know that for sure, but anyways I need to find him now.

Speak of the devil, there he is. Drinking and laughing. Of course he joined the fun, why wouldn't he? I wouldn't be angry if he would have just told me he wants to go have fun, but he lied to me.

I start to walk towards him, and when he finally sees me, I'm only a few steps away from him.

"Rose, I- I can explain it's not like that. I mean.. I meant to-" He starts and I stop his stuttering by covering his mouth with my hand.

"Save the excuses." I say to him, "If you just wanted to come and party you should've just told me instead of telling me to wait in your room alone for two hours." I mumble taking my hand off his mouth.

"Ouuuu, I think Harry's in a bit of girl trouble here," A brown haired vampire laughs.

"No, no, Rose it's not like that." Harry says to me ignoring the vamoire's comment.

"Whatever, I'm going to bed." I mutter and walk away before he can say anything again. I don't want to think about this right now.

As I get to Harry's room I take my clothing off, so I'm only in my under wear and start going through Harry's shirts, I feel really comfortable with his clothes on.

As soon as I chose what shirt I'm going to put on, someone walks in drunk as hell. A very familiar someone.

"Harry what the hell?" I snap at him pulling the shirt on me

"I just wanted to.. hang out with you." He stutters and walks over to me.

"Well you could've thought about that before you left me here alone, and lied to me, and got drunk." I say to him a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry, now let me.. hug you." He mutters coming closer and I hesitantly respond to his hug, wow, he really is drunk.

"Okay um, Harry why don't you just go to bed?" I say to him getting out of his grip and he nods and walks over to the bed taking his clothes off, except for his boxers.

As he crawls under the covers I do too, but at the opposite side of the bed. I'm still mad at him.

"Rose... I'm cold." Harry whines.

"No you're not, idiot."

"Yes I.. Okay maybe not but I need you next to me." He mutters and I give in snuggling to his side. A playful smirk appears on his lips and he presses his lips on mine.

I can taste alcohol from his lips, and that only reminds me that I'm mad at him.

"Harry, sleep. No funny busyness." I tell him stopping the kiss and nuzzle my head to his bear chest, even tough I am a little mad at him, I still need him. We're going to talk about this when he's sober.