Denial

ch. 47

"It's better left unsaid"

My body tenses as his raspy voice rings throughout my entire body, the playfulness vanishing as soon as he had spoken. I turn towards his voice and unknowingly look him over, you can say I've had a few drinks already.

I lift a brow as I notice that he's wearing a blue button up and black skintight jeans, but what I notice the most is low cut choice of his button up; The two light birds aligned with his collar bone in complete view.

"It's not nice to stare" He remarks, looking down at me with a smirk. He moves his hand onto the open door beside me, and I can feel the heat rapidly rush towards my puffed cheeks.

"Don't let it get to your head, you have enough ego" I quickly murmur before swiftly stepping foot into the limo. I hear a low chuckle escape his lips before he closes the door behind me, I huff out in annoyance and watch as Em reaches out for a wine glass.

"You know, for someone who denies any attraction towards the Harry Styles, you sure make it quite obvious that you want him in your pants" Em giggles, pouring a red wine into her glass. I scold in her direction, but my vision is diverted to Liam who seems to have an amused expression plastered across his face.

"I find any attractive man with a reasonably sized penis a catch, don't blame me for my attraction towards the male species. Not including, 'the', Harry Styles" I bite back, Liam doesn't have to know my business with Harry and I made it quite clear that I don't want anyone else to know further of our already pressured relationship.

"Whatever pleasures you at night" Liam murmurs with a chuckle, I return his snide remark with a sarcastic laugh.

"Funny one you think you are Payne" I mock, snatching the wine glass from Ems hands realizing that it's half empty and chugging it down.

"Scar, remember that guy, uh- oh gosh I suck at remembering names. Tyler pussy?" She asks, with a frowning at the realization of her guess. I burst out into fits of laughter as I see her face of confusion replaced with an embarrassed one.

"Tyler Posey. Yes, how can I forget such a god?" I reply still controlling my giggles, he could honestly be one of those hot werewolves in like a tv show or something.

"Oops? Anyways, I met his friends Dylan and Derek a couple weeks ago at the pub we're headed too. Please tell me you've properly groomed yourself and you brought your sexiest panties?" She whines, her reference only causing more of a frenzy to my laughter.

When we were 18, Em dragged me to a party at Jackson Peters' house. Em had explained that he was one of the hottest jocks at England High and had promised a hot friend for myself. So, being the best friend I could be, I accompanied her and met this so called 'hot' friend. Long story short, I had explained to this kid why I couldn't get into bed with him, I hadn't properly shaved and I had granny panties on. Of course, he jumped off of the idea and I escaped from the party only to leave Em to her misery with the stuck up jock.

"If it's anything like Jacksons Peters' house party, I'll let you know" I giggle, taking another sip from the wine glass.

"This Jackson Peter character seems like a great host" Liam chimes in. Em only groans as she crosses her arms across her chest.

"One of the finest" I remark slyly, earning a scowl from Em.

"Shutup" Em mumbles and places her face into her palms.