Dare

Chapter 67

| Sixty Seven |

After getting changed into the black dress In the bathroom. I walk out to see Harry in the usual leather jacket, black top and black jeans but I love it. I love him.

I admire him, I could stare at his amazing features all day.

"Ready babe?" he asks as he leans against the door frame.

I nod.

I walk down the stairs, running a hand through my straightened hair and slip on my black heels. Harry's arm slithers its way round my waist as we walk out into the cold. We got into the car and Harry leans over and straps me in himself.

"How long are you planning to stay there?" I ask.

He looks at me. "Well whenever you want to leave," He says.

"So you won't be drinking then?" I smirk, glaring at him.

"Why not?" He says.

"You'll be driving me home," I say.

"I can handle it, there's no problem,"

"Well there is a problem to me," I say.

"Well Ari, I am going to drink and you're not going to stop me," He says sternly.

"Ok but I'm just saying I will walk home, its not a long way, anyway," I reply.

"No you are not," He clenches his jaw.

"Well I am not getting into any car with a drunk, I am nearly 19, I can do what I want,"

"I don't care Ari, you don't know who is out there,"

"I have walked home by my self before Harry, no problem," I mimic Harry.

I sense his frustration but I need to make sure he knows he can not always control me and what I do.

"Ari, I am not letting you,"

I sigh in frustration.

"So you are allowed to drink, but yet I am not allowed to walk alone. You are risking my life too, I don't want you to be so drunk something happens ok, it is so much safer walking..."

He stays silent, his eyes fix on the road.

"If you really don't want me to walk home, I will ask Louis or someone, someone that won't drink. He has driven me back before anyway,"

He sighs. "Fine, I will try not to drink much, but if I do, I want you to leave with my mate, not Louis, Liam, Niall and especially not Zayn." He instructs.

"Why not?" I ask.

"Well you are really good friends with them and they're all single, especially when you went to the party with Zayn," He says.

"Harry, I don't like them in that way, like you said, we're just good friends and nothing else. Why can't you just trust me." I say.

I look down to my hands sitting on my lap.

"Look, I'm sorry Ari. I do," He sighs. "It's just them, other guys I don't,"

I bite my lip.

"I'm scared of losing you, losing you to someone better," He mumbles whilst parking the car.

I slide my seatbelt off and climb onto his lap.

"I understand Harry, but I want you to know I can do things myself. I will always need and want you. No one else." I smile, brushing my lips against his.

He smiles, his dimples appearing.

He begins kissing me while I kiss back. With my permission, his tongue enters my mouth.

As it began to get heated, we were interrupted by a bang on the window by some already drunk teens.

"Oi Harry, having fun in there?" They laugh.

He rolls his eyes before climbing out.

Harry and I's hands connect as we head to yet another party. It was either going to be fun or a big mistake...

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