Reminiscent (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

Harry's POV

Fucking 2am and here I am at a frat party getting wasted. Nothing new, I did this every weekend and it didn't bother me. I didn't have anything going on that would've motivated to change my lifestyle. I stand inside the crowded living room with Niall and Louis.

Niall points across the room at a dude with light brown hair and a varsity jacket. Fucking familiar.

"Hey isn't that Lily's boyfriend?" Niall says.

"Yeah" I snap, "the fuck is this idiot doing here?" I say as I gulp my beer.

I wanted to smash his fucking head into the concrete.

"He's in fucking high school in San Jose and he's in Berkeley? This fuck thinks he can just tag along to some fucking college party?"

"What's his name again?" Louis asks as he crosses his arm against his chest.

I shrug my shoulders, "Tyler or some shit."

Why the fuck wasn't he with Lily and at some party? It wasn't some close by party either, he had an hour drive. It's the fucking weekend and I know she probably wanted to see him. I remember when I tagged along with Zayn and Liam to pick up their girlfriends, she was so fucking happy to see him and it made me fucking sick to my stomach. If only she could see him now...

"He was a fucking dick to her a few nights ago, when I told you about when I went to dinner and shit with Zayn and Liam" I say, "should probably beat his ass."

Niall laughs and says I should.

"She's going to fucking hate you" Louis says, "do you really want her to hate your fucking guts mate?" He asks as he arches his brow at me.

Always so fuckig smart and thinking ahead about consequences.

"So the fuck what, idiot deserves it. He's a dick to her, you can tell. Look at him, he's fucking breathing down some girls neck right now!" I say as I point to him talking down another girl. 

He was fucking cheating on her, I fucking knew it.

"Why don't you just tell her he's cheatin on her?" Niall asks as we watch from across the room him planting his lips on another girl.

"She doesn't like or trust me Niall, but I haven't given her a reason to" I sigh. "Let's just see how far this goes and maybe, just maybe I'll tell her."

She should have just given me her fucking number.

I watch as her immature boyfriend drinks shots and cups of beer, he was probably so fucking wasted out of his mind he didn't have a clue who the fuck I was.

"Let's fuck with him then" Niall grins as we walk over to him.

Everyone watches as we walk up to the little prick in High School, we weren't going to beat his ass like we normally did to high schoolers. 

"Hey" Niall calls out, Tyler quickly turns his head. 

He could barely keep his eyes open he was so wasted. I laugh to myself when he stumbles over as he walked towards us. He looked like a headless fucking chicken in a maze.

"What's up?" Niall says as he steals his phone from his pocket, "Oh, whose babe?" 

I punch his arm and flare my arms up, obviously it was fucking Lily. He mouths oh and then looks back at Tyler.

"You should call her" he says as he dials the number and hands it to him.

He pathetically leans against the wall as he presses the phone against his ear.