TATTOOED -h.s.

Chapter 1

Sarah's P.O.V
I stood in the corner of the dull lit room, right beside my closest and only friend, Lauren.

We weren't popular nor gorgeous like all the other people that surrounded us. We stood alone as the loud music pounded through our ears as we all wondered the same exact thing 'Why are we even here?'

Drunk bodies grinding on each other and the smell of alcohol and smoke overpowered our nostrils. We knew we were uncool since we didn't even bother touching any alcoholic beverages or smoking anything we were offered, but we didn't care, we just wanted to leave this party alive.

Some drunk girl, dressed in the most revealing outfit I've ever laid my eyes on, stumbled into me, making the contents of my cup spill all over my clothes.

"Really? What the fuck?" I was now annoyed and angry.

She smiled at me and giggled as she sarcastically said "Whoops, sorry!" with a snotty tone. I grabbed Lauren's drink from her hand, raised it above the bratty girl's head and slowly poured the contents of the cup onto her bleached blonde hair.

I dropped the cup to the floor, put my finger up to my lip innocently and mocked her "Whoops, sorry!" She gasped before storming away into the crowd of people, most of them trying to contain their laughter.

I turned back to look at my friend and noticed her cracking up with laughter, Lauren was practically snorting, unable to catch her breath. I looked at her and said "I'll go get us some more drinks."

I pushed through the crowd of people trying to get to the kitchen. I grabbed two new plastic cups and headed to the counter with the beverages.

There was only a handful of people in the kitchen so it made it more peaceful than the rest of the house.

I sighed to myself as I looked down at my uncomfortable, sticky, wet clothes. When I looked up I noticed him standing in the corner and by "him" I meant thee Harry Styles, the most dangerous boy to supposedly ever live. The same boy that is said to have killed a man with his bare hands.

I swallowed the lump of fear that started to grow in my throat as I rushed to pour Lauren and I some soda. Obviously rushing wasn't the best idea because I spilled some of the bubbling liquid onto the counter.

Harry started to inch closer to me with a mischievous grin splattered on his face. I scrunched my eyes closed and somewhat prayed that he would stay away from me. He kept getting closer and closer, I picked the cups up off the counter and went to walk back to where Lauren was waiting for my return, but before I could move any further I felt a tight grip on my wrist.

"Excuse me, love. What's your hurry?" "Uh, n...nothing. I... I... I just..." He cut me off by placing his long finger over my lips and saying "Are you here with someone?" as he stared at the two cups in my hand. "Y...yeah."

"Boyfriend?" I shook with fear as my body trembled with every word that escaped his pink tinted lips. "Yeah, my boyfriend...I'm with my boyfriend." He cupped my face in his big warm hands and said "I bet he wouldn't mind if I touched you, would he?" I was starting to believe it wasn't just soda in these cups, but I mentally slapped myself across the face.

"Yes...ye..yes he would." I stuttered. He evilly smirked as he placed his finger under my chin and slowly lifted up my face so that I looked up into his eyes. His green eyes pierced me like knives as I tried to push him away but his grip only tightened.

He placed his hand on my lower back and pulled me closer to him, I placed my arm in-between us to keep the space distant. His chestnut brown curls tickled my cheek as he whispered into my ear and said "Do I frighten you?" As his hot breath tingled against my skin. My response to the question was pure silence as I turned my head to look away from his amused face. He leaned his head closer to face and smiled, he parted his lips and clenched his teeth onto my jawline, close to my neck. I flinched in pain as my skin began to burn and goose bumps rose throughout my body. He unclenched his teeth and left a trail of kisses up to my mouth.

I stood there stunned, the smell of his breath was heavy.

Before he could plant anything on my lips, I pulled away from his grip and said "I have to go." right before rushing out of the room, completely forgetting about the drinks.

I met back in the same corner where my Lauren still stood. "What took you so long and where the hell are our drinks?" She asked confused. "I... I forget them, sorry..." Before I could say anything else she cut me off and said "What the fuck did you do? Smash your chin off the kitchen counter or something?" Jokingly inspecting the growing color. "I'll explain on the walk home, but we need to leave now." We grabbed our belongings and slid our jackets on before walking out the door and into the cool night air.