Rapid Lust

Chapter 1

I run my hands over my hair once more before sighing. "You're sure she won't mind?"

"Of course! It's no problem," she smiles from my bed. "You'll have fun for once, stop being such a downer."

Ouch. I know I wasn't always the nicest person to be around, but a downer?

I sigh and slip on my sneakers. Maybe this is what I need; maybe I need a night out. My girlfriend and I have been fighting for the last two months, and it sure as hell is draining me. She isn't coming tonight, she has a study club. A fucking study club on a Saturday night. She should be with me instead. She should be getting ready in some dress and her sky-high heels and we should be getting pissed together. We probably would, if we had a normal relationship.

I sigh again and turn to look at my friend. Ary had been my best friend since forever and she was the only one who supported me, when I came out of the closet. And jail as well. The short haired girl stands up and smirks at me. "Ready to forget the nerd?" she says and I roll my eyes. "Shut your fucking mouth, or I will shut it for you," I snap, but I can't help but laugh as well. Ary giggles and shakes her head, her tiny arm links with mine and we stroll out the room. I pray my parents have already left, not because I'm worried about what they will say if they see me out, but because they already hate me from being with a girl and they sure as hell won't approve that I'm going without her. They may dislike the fact that I'm lesbian but they are of the opinion that I should treat my girl with respect and study with her.

Like hell I will. 

My parents are nowhere to be found, praise the lord for that. We get into my car and I quickly start the engine. That is, I try to start the engine. I turn the key and clench my jaw. I turn it again. And again.

“Fucking hell!” I say loudly and hit my hand against the steering wheel of the damned car. Why was all my shit so old?

“Relax,” Ary tell me as she pull out her phone from her purse. “I’ll call Jem and he can pick us up.”

Jem was Arys boyfriend and he had been for 7 months. They were still madly in love and it was making me sick every time I was hanging out with them. They would always stare into each other’s souls and they would smile widely at each other. I would always gag loudly at their pathetic love and they would always tell me to leave. I always did. I would then go to Stephanie’s house, walk up to her room on the second floor and press my way to plumb lips against her smaller ones. The image of us kissing, my hand trailing up her thigh and teasingly brush my fingers over her most sensitive area makes me hot and I bite my lip.

“Hello! Earth to Val!” Ary’s giggle makes me snap out of my thoughts and I take a deep breath. “What?” I look at her and raise my eyebrows when I see Jem’s car in the parking lot. How can he already be here?

“Are you coming or what?” she giggles and steps out of my car. I sigh, yank the keys out and climb out the car. I slam the door shut with more force than needed, but I don’t care. With Ary by my side, I walk over to her boyfriend. They give each other a kiss and I huff behind her back. “Nice seeing you too Val,” he chuckles and I roll my eyes dramatically. “I wish I could say the same.” I smile to let him know I’m not actually being serious and step into his truck. Ary follows and sits on the passenger seat, while Jem sit in the drivers spot. His car starts with no trouble and I can’t help but let out an irritated sigh. We drive to the club in silence and I jump out as soon as he stops the car again. I need a drink, and I need one badly.

“Val, wait up,” Ary giggles and I can hear both her and Jem follow me inside the packed club. The music is loud, too loud, just the way I like it. Everywhere around me, couples are grinding against each other, deep kisses are being shared and I push my way to the bar. I know I already lost Ary and Jem, because they always escape to the dance floor.

“One double vodka, and make it quick.” I speak loudly to the bartender and she nods, before turning her back against me. I take my opportunity to get a view of her arse and I lick my lips. She’s wearing an ultra-short skirt and it would be so easy to reach out and touch her… I shake my head and quickly snap out of my thoughts. Stephanie. I have to remember her.

“Here you go,” the bartender says and slide my glass towards me. I down the entire drink in two gulps and I sigh deeply. I could already feel my tense muscles relax from the alcohol and I bite my lip to hide my smirk. “One more.”

After three more drinks I can barely concentrate on anything. My eyes dart across the room and I lick my lips slowly. I pull my phone out of the pocket on my jeans and stare at the lock screen. It’s a picture of me and Steph, taken last summer. We are kissing and I smile at the memory. Maybe I should call her, just to see what she’s up to…

HARRY’S POV

I walk into the club and my eyes dart over the room, taking it all in. There are too many fucking people in here, but none of my friends seemed to listen when I told them I didn’t want to go. But of course they didn’t listen. They never do.

“Lighten up Harry, have fun!” Zayn chuckles and looks around, his eyes immediately landing on a somewhat pretty brunette. He walks over to her and I look away. I didn’t need a reminder on why we were all here. I push my way through the crowd with Louis and Niall, shoving couples out my way. I push my curls away from my forehead and I stop walking when I reach the bar. “Scotch,” I say and look the bartender up and down. She’s blond, with sparkly blue eyes and the shortest skirt I have ever seen. I raise my eyebrow and smirk at her. She smirks back and I wink, earning a giggle from her. She shouldn’t be difficult to get back home.

She brings me my scotch and I down it, closing my eyes as the burning liquid find its way down my throat. Fuck it was good, so good that I order another one. I gulp it down as well and the blond babe practically pushes her tits into my face when I lean towards her. I smirk at her and brush my lips against hers. She shivers and moves closer, despite all the guys watching her. I look her up and down again, taking in her body, when I spot something in the corner of my eye. I turn my head and widen my eyes when I see the girl seated a few feet from me. Her long hair hangs loosely down her back and she’s dressed in tight jeans, a black t-shirt and I can clearly see the tattoos covering her left arm. My breath hitches as I continue to stare at the girl in front of me. She turns around on the stool and I can see she’s beyond wasted. My worst fear is realised and I tense my muscles, preparing for what is soon to come.

The girl looks at me and her eyes widen as well. Her eyes, her clear grey eyes with a slight hint of golden and purple in them, darken with anger and she clenches her jaw. I take a deep breath and walks over to her.

“Long time no see,” I tell the girl I once loved.