Tempting Styles

Chapter Eleven

*Liam's pov*

I was watching Danielle as she was dancing with Eleanor; I smiled to myself as I thought how lucky I was. I scanned the club and my eyes stopped on Harry, who was chatting with Dru. He looked happy and I hoped she would stick around for a while, because I could tell she put him in a good mood - not that he seemed to realize that.

He stood and walked away from her, heading towards the bathroom. I followed him with my eyes. When he reached the door I was fully expecting him to go straight in, however he was stopped in his tracks by a girl who threw herself at him. She glued her face to his and tangled her hands in his hair, while he just stood there utterly shocked.

Oh no! I thought as I looked back at Dru to see if she had seen the kiss and she sure had. She looked away quickly and I felt bad for her. She didn't look happy at all. After a moment she stood and made her way through the crowd of dancing people and out of the club. From the jealous reaction she had just had, I assumed she must be crushing on Harry a little, even though Danielle told me she had denied having anything with him. I shook my head and thought about the amount of explanation this situation was going to need. I knew Harry was crushing on her too. Although he had denied it to us, we all knew him to well to believe him. He always got like this when he liked a girl, but by now he would have already made a move on her. Not this time though. It looked more like Harry actually wanted to be friends with Dru, like he actually wanted her to like him as a person.

I turned again, putting my attention back on Harry who shoved the girl off him. She looked like she wanted to jump on him again but he quickly walked away with an annoyed expression on his face, leaving her behind. Seriously, I thought, this girl has no respect for herself.

*Harry's pov*

I came back from the bathroom, still thoroughly annoyed that a fan had stuck her tongue down my throat. I felt the strong need to rinse my mouth to take her taste out of it, but I knew I couldn't really do so since I was in a club.

I walked towards the bar looking for Dru but I quickly noticed that she was nowhere to be seen. I searched the dance floor with my eyes, but she wasn't there either so I decided to go check the VIP lounge. I entered the reserved part of the club and found it empty. She was gone.

Why though? I doubt she had seen the kiss with the fan and even if she had I doubted it would have bugged her enough to make her leave. Weird, I thought as I sunk in one of the soft couches and decided to stay here for a while before going home. I felt a bit upset that she had taken off, especially since we were getting on so well. We were having such a nice time, I wonder what made her leave like that...

I let my mind wonder and, after a couple of useless thoughts about the next album and Monday's concert, I found myself thinking about how hot Dru looked tonight. The short playsuit and high heels really showed off her long legs making her even hotter than usual. I knew I wasn't the only guy to have noticed and I felt extremely glad I was around when the creepy drunken man had grabbed her on the dance floor. I had finally held her against my chest when I pulled her away from him. Though I didn't know what it meant and I felt silly admitting it, I had really enjoyed having her in my arms, and it made my heart skip a beat. Hopefully she feels like me, I thought, because I have no idea what I'm feeling, and it's downright scary.

My thoughts were interrupted when Zayn came into the lounge and dropped next to me on the couch. He looked really out of it and I wondered where Perrie was, because he obviously needed to get home. "Where's Diana?" He asked.

"You mean Deu?" I corrected him, "I don't know, I think she left."

"Good, so now we can talk!" He said, shifting so that he was facing me. "You're into her, mate." He stated placing a hand on my face to keep me quiet. "It's okay to tell me, because I loooove you." As he continued talking he awkwardly started stroking my face with the hand that was on it, probably thinking that it was making me feel better about something.

"Zayn..." I mumbled into his palm. "You need to go to bed."

He looked at me as if I was stupid. "Dude you need to talk more clearly, I can't understand what you are saying!" I sighed inwardly, of course he didn't because his hand was on my face! I got Zayn off me and stood up but he pulled me back on the couch and slung his arms around me. "Don't leavveee! We need to talk about this Harry! Come on, talk to papa Zayn!"

"Papa Zayn? Seriously?" I raised my eyebrows at him and laughed at his stupid nickname for himself. "There's absolutely nothing to talk about so let's go home."

"NO! I refuse to leave this couch until you tell me how you actually feel! I know you like her. I see the way you stare at her and I know you Harold! JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH AND YOU WILL BE OFF THE HOOK!" Zayn ranted on and on until I covered his mouth with my hand and gave him a serious answer.

"I don't know how I feel about her Zayn, honestly." I sighed heavily telling the actual truth because I knew he wouldn't remember any of this in the morning. "I'm really confused about her right now and we were having such a nice time, but when I came back from the bathroom she was gone. I don't know what happened and I'm worried. I don't know what I did wrong this time but I'm even more confused as to whether I like her... And I'm not even sure I want to..." I poured out all my feeling to Zayn, but when I looked over at him, he was fast asleep on my shoulder.

I poked his cheek and woke him up from his unconscious form. "We're going home." I informed him and left the lounge with him as I helped him walk.

Thank god Zayn was asleep! I thought to myself as I walked away with him. There could have been a slight chance that he would remember this conversation in the morning and that would not be good. Even though I could tell the boys anything, I couldn't tell them how I feel this time, because I honestly didn't know myself and they would just push me towards her before I had figured stuff out. I was just going to have to keep blaming it on sexual frustration, I thought, not that I'd really be lying cause, trust me, I was pretty frustrated.

I hoped that I would see her again soon, so I could ask her why she left so abruptly. That girl was really driving me crazy. What was it with her?

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Awee Harry likes Dru (me.., yeah me.)
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