Keep Me Warm [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 10: Niall

She pulled me back in after me stroking her face in awe and kissed me.

Very lightly.

Then the door flew open behind us.

"Anna I only just got you-" I turned my head round to see who had rushed in and it was Lacey.

"Well, I didn't know he would be here." She stopped in her track and just looked at us in almost disbelief.

"He was helping me zip up my dress, that's all" I had been moved to the side but Anna kept her hand on my shoulder.

"Oh was that what that was?" I said, curling one side of my mouth teasing her.

"Argh, forget it. Go ahead and ignore me Anna!" Lacey was becoming defensive for something I don't think I should know but they were talking about me? Either way her voice was becoming louder and curse words were being thrown.

"Oi" I shouted turning to face Lacey and covering Anna with my tall body.

"Fine" Lacey said, steam almost coming from her ears as she slammed the door on her way out.

"What was that?" I held Anna firmly, she wasn't crying or even upset, she was angry and annoyed. I pushed her head into my shoulder with one of my hands trying to calm her.

"Harry this is shit" she whispered in annoyance.

"I take it she doesn't like me then" I laughed.

"No, but don't worry she'll come around"

***Anna's POV***

I let my hand hold his cheek and my thumb stroke his dimples before kissing the soft skin.

"I guess I will see you downstairs" I say, my smile dropping.

Downstairs was busy, already sweaty teenagers clouded the halls. The large living room was some what more peaceful so I went to get my orange juice from the kitchen and sit on the sofa in the corner of this room.

People-watching was fun, I had never been to such a busy party before. I had never been able to smell alcohol off almost every single figure that walked past. I was just sitting there with my orange juice carton, twiddling with the straw.

Alcohol makes you fat.

Numbers numbers numbers

Seeing as I didn't have to impress anyone with smiling I became deeper and deeper into my own world, the one I create inside my head, I let myself fall into hate.

Almost everyone in the room had, had every feature of theres examined by my eyes and anorexia. There was a cluster of girls and boys dancing to the song that was pumping through the floors. The girls were right up against the boys, I didn't see how their dancing was meant to be turning them on because they just looked like a mess to me.

Eat sleep rave repeat

Eat sleep rave repeat

The music had been awful. I continued to sit there twirling round my straw, trying not to rush the juice.

"Hey Anna, I guess you didn't get my text?" I looked to the voice behind the hand that had been placed on my thigh, it was Matt.

I moved his hand off me and replied, keeping the conversation short "guess not"

The same drunken hand gripped my chin and my face was moved right opposite his, the smell powering itself out with his breath was getting soaked up into my nose.

"Oh Anna, I miss you"

"There isn't much to miss" I said trying to escape his grip, no luck his finger dug deeper and deeper into my skin.