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Fumbling through your dresser drawer, forgot what I was looking for,
Try to guide me in the right direction.
Making use of all this time,
Keeping everything inside,
Close my eyes and listen to you crying.
- "Must Get Out", Maroon 5
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HARRY POV
Fuck yes. The feeling of my fist cracking against the side of Josh's ugly ass face was a victory. His head snapped to one side, and I slammed him against the ground.
"Don't - you - ever - talk - about - her - like - that!" I roared over the sounds of the cheering party, the flashing of camera phones, Ali's cries behind me.
Josh kicked underneath me, and his fist blew a good one on my cheek. I jerked him up and threw him like a paper towel against the drink table. The table snapped in half and crumbled to the ground, warm beer splashing everywhere.
"Stop!" Ali screamed.
Josh was dazed for a minute, before staggering up and throwing a bottle at me. That bottle narrowly - and I mean by the hair on my fucking chinny chin chin - missed my head. I could feel it graze my hair. I jumped the destroyed table and wailed on him. My fists kept flying, over and over, over and over...
The fury of Josh undressing my Ali caused my hands to wrap around that stupid ass vampire cloak and rip it. The scene of Josh on top of my Ali fueled me to slam his head against the dirt again.
"Harry!" This one voice cut over the sea of others. This one voice made me drop Josh immediately to the floor. He was bloody.
Shit.
"Harry, stop!" Ali shrieked, her eyes shiny with tears. One hand was clapped over her mouth. Shit, shit, shit. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
My chest was heaving as if I just ran a god damn marathon. "Didn't you hear how he was talking to you?" I roared.
The rest of the party was silent besides our shouting - even the DJ had stopped the music and came over to watch. "Yes, I heard, but he's drunk, idiot! You don't have to fucking do that! You could've killed him!"
"And I damn well should, Dr. Who over here called you a whore!" My fists were trembling so fast they looked blurry. I'd already beaten the shit out of this waste of sperm - I needed to calm the fuck down before I jump on someone else.
"How could you?" Ali cried. "Can you please just go, Harry?"
"Go?" What in the fuck? I defended her and she's asking me to leave? "What?"
Ali dropped down to her knees on the grass next to Josh, holding his head. "Please Harry. We'll talk later...just please leave for now."
"This isn't your party, you can't fucking - you know what? Whatever. I regret none of this shit! Welcome to America, cunt." I stepped past Ali and the crowd was smart enough to clear a path for me.
As I was leaving, I noticed Heather near the edge of the backyard, smirking at me. I wanted to rip the fake eyelashes off her.
"Happy Halloween," she purred.
"Rot in hell," I spat, going for my car. The bitch can walk home for all I care.
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