Little White Lies (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

I stepped in to the kitchen and headed for the door, but quickly decided to fill up on my drink. After doing so I swallowed it all down in just a gulp and poured myself some more. I was feeling a tad more than tipsy right now but that only made me more confident as what I was about to do.

'Lola? You need to calm down'

I scoffed to myself, but Harry heard.

'Please tell me you're not thinking what I think you're thinking' He mumbled loud enough for me to hear.

'Harry how the frickidy frack do you think i'm going to understand a word of that?' My face drew closer to his in intimidation.

'You're drunk' He sneered. 'You would've just sworn, but instead you said..frickidy frack?' He questioned the last few words as if he had never said them before and wondered if he had used them in the right context.

I laughed.

'Harry, Harry, Harry' I shook my head almost in disbelief. 'Do you honestly think I came to this party to be sober' I laughed, throwing my head back. It wasn't even that funny, but I liked how taken aback he was by my statement. 'Just leave this to me okay' I walked off before he could object to my question..more of an order.

I began to stroll through the hallway into the living room. The lighting was dull and even though this certainly wasn't a professional party, it still had the dim flashing lights used in clubs that would cause your head to burst. I couldn't really see much except the few male dancers and the swarming females. you could immediately tell the males were good looking, mainly because of their scruffy hair and tattoos. the girls were just fake sluts, short tight dresses, face full of makeup, heels fit to die in.. basically everything I was wearing. The blonde in the middle stood out pretty well to say the least though. Her hair bounced and sparkled in the flashing lights, her perfectly shaped and busty figure moved to the loud earthy beat and the way the guys groped the larger parts of her body and were constantly trying to get her attention gave me the idea she was pretty loved around this area!

If she wasn't such a manipulative stuck up annoying clingy bitch, I'd say she was actually pretty.. but I can't because she is such a manipulative stuck up annoying clingy bitch!

Perrie still hadn't realised I was giving her the evils. If looks killed she would definitely be 6 foot under right now. She was too busy grinding against a paralytic guy that probably didn't even have the slightest of clues where he was, not that I did either? But at least I could see who I was in a metre radius with!

I decided that this was the best time to pounce as she was a bit off putted by the drunken male right now, although I'm pretty sure she has a boyfriend?

Sensing harry was soon planning to stop me, I quickly stormed into the dark flashing room. I speed walked straight from the door to the other side of the living room, picking Perrie up on the way. I was currently holding onto her by her dress collar and I used that advantage to slam her into the wall, followed by a few cheers from the loud interested crowd!

'Get off me ya slut' Perrie roared, my hands still grasped tightly onto her dress collar. there was no way she was moving anytime soon. she began to squirm and kick her legs, I was clever enough to push my body close enough against hers to restrict her from gaining distance between us and her being able to take a kick at my shin.

'Nobody threatens my family ok? it's one thing stalking me and trying to intimidate me, but bringing my family into this is sick!' I yell in her face. her emotion didn't change which only angered me more.

'Bite..me..' Over exaggerating her lip movement and she drew her face closer to mine.

I loosened my grip on her dress but still had hold of it, i dragged her back a few steps before slamming her back straight into the walk once more. the expression on her face was priceless and I laughed. When she had her eyes clamped in pain I took my chance to sink my teeth into her forearm and she yelped in not only pain but I imagine shock aswell!

'As you wish' I reply to her earlier statement abut me biting her and I drop my hands from her grasp and I notice her knees give way a little.

I walked away from her quickly in case she was to suddenly pounce.

harry's eyes were wide in shock and I just wanted to double over and have a laughing fit but I feel that would be a bit innapropriate.

'What the hell was that' he stalked after me.

'Well what did it look like harry' I laugh and shake my head.

'Nono, I saw that bit, but when did you learn to..to grasp somebody like so' he rested his hand on my waist forcing me to turn to face him.

My breath hitched in my throat and I could tell harry noticed because he chuckled and brushed the strands of hair from my bangs covering my eyes.

'Harry' I gasped from parted lips, oh how I missed this. 'It's a long story'.

'Want to get out of here then? grab something to eat?' I was just about to oblige and follow after him but then I remembered how he'd asked me pretty much the same thing this morning in the school hallway.

'Harry' I laughed. 'my feelings don't change for you because you moved hair from my eyes'.

We both laugh.

Suddenly his dimpled smile faded and his eyes stared into mine before grabbing my arm violently and tugging me towards the doors. His fingers were wrapped around my forearm and I yelped in pain.

'Ow! Harry let go' he ignored me and carried on walking. I kicked his leg and he stopped and stared at me again before lifting me up over his shoulders. the drama of my encounter with Perrie must've sobered me up a tad because now after being held almost upside down I began to feel a little dizzy and sick. I screamed.

'Shut the fuck up lolita' he yelled quietly. We were outside now.

'ITS LOLA NOW PUT ME DOWN' I shouted at the top of my lungs.

He let me slip out of his hands causing me to fall to the ground from a height and yelp. my hair was everywhere, covering what seemed like half the pavement and a good half of my face.

'Harry' I whispered, clearly in pain. I looked up at him weakly and before I could process what his emotion was he was at my side cradling my back and helping me up. 'ow' I breathed in. His green orbs were apologetic but I refused to give him the satisfaction of meeting his gaze.

'God lola, I-I'm so sorry! I want to punch myself right now' he said helping me up. as I got to my feet I stretched my back and heard it click, but not loud enough for harry to hear.

'You're not the only one' I laughed coldly.

'If I saw a guy touch you like that I would've beaten the shit out if them' he confessed.

'Well you must be glad it was you to do the harm then eh?' I asked whilst shrugging his hand away from me.

'Glad? Lola do you think i'm happy or proud of what i've just done to you? you deserve so much better' he caresses the skin between my neck and jaw. for someone who just manhandled me and then dropped me to the floor, he sure knows how to mess with a girls head and for a second, even more than a second, I didn't feel anger or any sort of hatred towards harry.

'Harry' I sighed. 'mistakes happen, it's fine. I haven't broken anything and the main thing is is that I can feel my neck so I guess we're alright' I manage to let out a chuckle and I place my hand on his shoulder.

'Wow, you're amazing!' he laughed 'so...we're good?' he asked.

My throat let out a high pitched giggle. 'yes harry, we're good.'

And with that I turned on my heels to enter the building we had just walked out of. let's end this night in a bang.