Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}

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Sam's POV

This party was exactly as I thought it'd be. Loud and wild..

Drunks and weirdos filled the apartment fast. It was a mess..

"Hey, Samantha." Leigh calls from across the kitchen Island, holding a tall boy's wrist as she pushes to get to me.

Once they both push through everyone, she finished what she's about to say.

"Have you met my friend, Zayn?" She smiles up at the tall boy next to her as she drops his wrist.

The boy was nice looking but I've never met him. Nor have I seen him. He had many tattoos and piercings but nothing could stop his honey-brown eyes from saying 'Welcome'.

"No." I shake my head at them. "Hi, I'm Sam." I smile and hold my hand out for him to shake, which he does.

"Zayn, Zayn Malik." He replies. He smiled and I swear, it lit up the whole room.

I hum in response to him and turn to Leigh.

"Have you seen Harry yet?" I ask Leigh.

"No. When did he say he was coming?" She asks.

"He didn't. I just suspected him to be here." I shrug one shoulder.

She shrugged back and frowned.

"Maybe he's coming later."

"Yeah, maybe." I breathe.

As much as I hate having Harry control me and stop me from having a good time, I really want him next to me.

"Do you think Harry's coming?" I ask already knowing the answer to my question.

"I don't know, maybe." Leigh shrugs. "Why don't you call him and see?" She suggests.

I think about it. Is it worth it? If I call I know all he's going to do is tell me he's coming when he's not.

"No." I shake my now throbbing head. "He'll just lie and tell me he's coming when he's not." I admit rubbing my sore temple.

Leigh nods knowing that's true and give a tiny shrug.

"Sounds like him." Leigh rolls her eyes.

"Why don't I pour you a drink and we forget 'bout this Harry character?" Zayn grins crookedly.

Leigh shrugs carelessly and looks to me.

"Yeah, let's do that." I nod.

As soon as the words left my mouth, Zayn was pouring a drink into a red plastic cup.

"Here you go." Zayn hands me the cup.

I thank him and slowly sip a bit. The burning liquid rolls down the back of my throat fast causing me to almost gag.

"Are you alright?" Leigh asks between giggles.

"Yeah, I just didn't see that coming."

Then Zayn started laughing.

"You've never drank before, have you?" He asks.

I shake my head and place the cup onto the table, pushing it away.

"Drinking is defiantly not my thing." I tell them.

"Maybe we shouldn't have gave you something so strong." Leigh says to me but looks at Zayn. He takes my cup from the counter and chug it down.

"I probably should've gave her Combier." Zayn says lifting up a orange, square bottle.

"Does it burn too?" I ask pointing to the drink.

"They all burn, just at different levels." Leigh explains.

"Oh." I nod.

"Do you want to try it?" Zayn refers to the drink.

"I don't know.."

Zayn laughs and pours some into a cup anyway. He hands me a new red cup and this time the cup is only almost half full.

"Go ahead and try it." Zayn pushes.

I obey him and slowly put the cup to my lips before pouring some down my throat. Again, it burned but not as bad. Just a little bit. It had a good taste though. It tasted fruity.

"How is it?" Leigh asks.

"It's actually pretty good." I nod looking at the cup in satisfaction.

"It didn't burn a lot?"

"No, just a little." I shrug.

Leigh hums in response to let me know she's listening and turns around to look at someone who had just called her name.

"I'll be right back." She excuses herself.

It's a good thing Leigh and Zayn decided to get me that drink. At first, I began to forget about Harry but now that I'm not drinking, I'm thinking about him again. The drinks keep my mind off somewhere else. I need that. Especially when it comes to Harry.

"You want another drink?" Zayn asks, looking into my now empty cup.

"No, I want to stay sobered up." I shake my head.

Zayn backs up a bit and smiles understanding that I don't want to get drunk. That's the thing about Zayn. He understood me and my decisions. He respected them and I well too. He was nothing like Harry. Harry wouldn't have let me do anything without his consent. He always has a say in it no matter what and I had to listen to him like he was the boss of me. It's unfair.

Harry's POV

"Why should I help you?" Row questioned, harshly.

"Because it's Louis we're talking about, not me." I rolled my eyes.

She sighs lightly and looks another way.

"Oh please, I could care less about that piece of shit that almost got Randall arrested." She said laughing bitterly.

Her eyes flickered fast between me and the tall window in the corner of the room. She looked nervous as fuck. It wasn't normal.

"Almost. If it weren't for me, his ass would be in jail with Louis serving his well-needed time." I spat.

"It wasn't Randall's fault, it was Louis'! He needed to serve time." She barks.

As her eyes come back to me and stay, I find darkness and anger in there.

"Oh, please." I roll my eyes in annoyance. "It was Randall's fault." I tell her.

"You know what? If your just going to fight me on this, I'm not going to help you." she sighed.

I respond with a held back and bitter sigh.

"Fuck- fine."

Row smiles a smirk-ish smile at me as I surrender. She knows I'm desperate, that's why she's smirking.

"There's one more thing.." She trails off, moving closer to the room window.

Her smirk is almost larger than ever as I stare at her in confusion.

"What do you want?" I ask, eyeing her carefully.

She places her hand on her hip and turns back to me completely with a devilish and evil smirk. Im going to regret this later.

"Have sex with me." She answers.

I drop my glass cup of beer all over the wooden floor and stand tall from my previous seat.

"Are you fucking with me?" I grit my teeth and kick the floor continuously to contain my anger.

(A/N: IMPORTANT! Hey so I decided to make a twitter and Instagram account for wattpad. Follow me on both @KN_Styles. Also, I know it's been at least a week since I last updated but I was SADLY busy. I also tried to make a thriller/cliffhanger for you all so yeah. I hope you enjoyed it. VOTE, COMMENT AND SHARE!)