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Harry's P.O.V:
"Aren't you gonna have a drink Haz?" Niall offers.
"No." I bluntly decline.
"Awwh why is my baby crabby today?" Vic reaches for my face but I turn away.
"Don't call me that." I push her hands away. I really just need to get home and punch something. Zayn gets back from the loo and I release Vic's hands, I got to let this look believable. Thankfully the little slag plays with my hair instead of touching my face.
"Aren't you drinking mate?" Zayn frowns at me. I shake my head no.
"Where's Lou?" I ask changing the subject.
"He should be here in a minute." Niall answers. I pull out my phone checking my texts.
Gym Sophie: missing you babe :(
Dad: Gemma wants a family dinner, be home by 7.
Blonde Louise: wanna come over later?
Terry's Chelsea: looking fit over there, Styles. ;)
My eyes scan the restaurant for Chelsea. She smiles at me from the bar, giving me a little wave with her fingers. She's not half bad, her tits are a decent size, she's a bit wild but nothing I can't handle and she is less annoying and clingy than Vic. I look down at my phone but before I can text her back, the energy in the room shifts. My eyes dart to the entrance.
It's her.
I can feel her aura.
I watch her as she stumbles in behind Peter trying to hide her face under the oversized hoodie she's wearing.
His hoodie.
What the fuck is she doing with him anyway? Only arseholes wear sunglasses in the afternoon. They walk over to the bar. Peter says something to Chelsea and Chelsea being the whore that she is, shamelessly flirts with Peter. He ignores her taunts and turns to Jill. Chelsea glares at her in the most threatening way possible but she smiles politely despite the fact that she's awfully uncomfortable.
Jill unconsciously pouts looking around the room as she fiddles with the little bit of her fingers that are peeping out of that hideously large jacket.
The doorbell chimes again, I take my eyes off Jill and notice Eleanor walking in, her eyes glued to her phone as Louis rushes in behind her. Seconds later Eleanor knocks Jill of her feet, luckily that arsehole catches her. Eleanor can really be a mug sometimes. The girls annoyingly hug each other and start chatting.
"Louis' here." I interrupt the table conversation.
"Tommo!" Niall shouts across the table causing her hazel eyes to find mine. Her small face falls as she notices Vic on my lap.
Fuck.
It's not my fucking fault.
It's Zayn.
Doesn't she understand?!
She slowly turns back to Eleanor, forcing a smile. Eleanor gives her another hug and follows Louis to our table.
"Haz." He greets me with a pat on the shoulder."What's this leech doing here?" He nods his head toward Vic, who rolls her eyes, sticking her middle finger up at him.
"Long story Lou." I sigh, waking up and looking towards the bar again. Jill has her elbows on the counter top causing that jacket to pick up. So that's what she's been hiding. Her dancing outfit...why would she hide that? It frames her perky little arse perfectly.
"Where are you going?" Niall asks.
"Home, Gemma's there so..." I shrug my shoulders they all know how annoying my big sister can be. I look to Jill again, Peter nudges her and she lifts her head up from her hands. A few seconds later she's laughing at him.
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LIFE: draft
Fanfic"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare. 17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
