Chapter 13
It became somewhat of a routine to get walked to every lesson by Harry and sit with him his mates and the girls; I just hope that nothing arises between us. It’s only been a few weeks together but I hate being away from him even for a lesson; even during some lessons we text each other, yeah I know I’m such a rebel texting in class.
Today was Friday (finally) and the girls and Frankie hooked us up with some ID’s to get into some frat party a couple minutes away, I’ve been to tons of parties before but I’ve never been to a frat party before…
I hopped into my skin tight black dress around mid-thigh with a white design on the front. I placed some black heels on and waiting for Eleanor to finish getting ready.
“What’s the occasion?” A familiar raspy voice whispered in my ear making me jump.
“You scared me.” I laughed, “How’d you get in?”
“Door was open.” He smirked pushing me lightly on to the wall so out faces were inches away, “So are you going to answer my question?”
“We’re going out.” I smirked back.
“Really? I thought you and Eleanor were having a girl’s night.” He said sarcastically causing me to roll my eyes but never the less connected out lips.
The kiss didn’t last long as we realised Frankie and Emma were standing in front of me.
“You girls look stunning!” I beamed walking towards my draw and getting my clutch bag.
Frankie gave me a fake I.D, it was my passport picture with a fake age, never the less it looks real I just hope no one asks for it.
“So where are you girls of to?” Harry asked again getting impatient.
“Party.” Emma smirked before focussing her attention back on her phone.
“Whose party, I was invited.” Harry fake pouted.
“You probably don’t know him.” I lied smiling.
Harry nodded and before grabbing my fake I.D.
“I do like older women.” Harry chuckled realising I’m ‘19’.
I laughed with him cuddling him closer.
“I’m ready!” Eleanor yelled from the bathroom.
“Finally let’s go!” Frankie groaned, El really did take her time.
“Harry are you coming? Louis is.” Her face lit up at the end; it’s so sweet when that happens.
“Sure, but I’m driving.” He said plainly snaking his arm around me waist.
Louis was waiting for us by the car, Eleanor ended up going in Louis’ car and Frankie went with Emma in hers.
“Turn right Harry!” I told Harry as we parked outside the frat house.
“Now I understand the fake I.Ds” He muttered getting out and opening the door for me.
“Stay with me, ok?” He confirmed. I guess it isn’t open for discussion.
As we entered Harry’s grip around me tightened.
“I’ll get us some drinks, stay here.” He spoke softly into my ear.
I nodded turning my attention to Frankie and Emma; I think Eleanor wondered off with Louis.
“College boys are fit!” Emma almost yelled causing me and Frankie to scoot away from her as if we weren’t here with her.
Two fit (to say the least) guys showed up next to Frankie and I taking a sip out of a red cup.
“I haven’t seen you girls here before.” The shorter one said.
“I think I would have remembered your face.” The other one said eying me down before continuing, “I’m Troy and that’s Justin.”
Frankie and Justin started their own little conversation leaving me alone with Troy.
“So do you go to college here?” He asked getting a little bit closer to me, where’s Harry?
“Uh, no.” I said.
“Pitty.” He sighed getting a little bit closer.
I could see a Harry in the distance his mob of curls bouncing around as he walked towards us through the crowd.
“Look I have to get back to my friends.” I said and was about to walk away from him when he grabbed my arm lightly.
“Any boyfriend?” He asked hopefully.
“Yeah, he’s here.” I said nodding towards the curly haired boy.
“Well here’s my number just in case you change your mind.” He winked grabbing a pen and taking my hand and writing it down. When he was finished he disappeared into the crowd.
“Here you are, babe.” Harry said once he approached us.
I sniffed the content of the drink scrunching my nose at the strong smell. Harry chuckled putting his and my cup on a table next to us. He placed his arms around my waist and I placed mine behind his neck as he lowered his lips to mine. It wasn’t like our normal kisses that were slow and passionate; this was just plain hungry and fast, I quite liked it though.
I brought down Harry’s face deepening the kiss further. Harry slammed me against the wall kissing me harder. I could see a bulge growing in his… area.
I pulled back regaining my breath.
“Let’s go back.” Harry shouted over the music. I looked at my phone realising it was late so I just nodded.
Once we drove back Harry walked me to my dorm. He studied my hand carefully his eyebrows furrowed together before he dropped it. His eyes changed immediately to pure anger.
“Whose number is that?” He spat at me raising his voice, Eleanor was right he is scary when he’s angry.
“Harry.” I whispered trying to calm him down.
“I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!” He roared at me making me jump.
“It’s not what you think, Troy wrote it on my-” I began to explain.
“Who the fuck is Troy?!” He yelled once more before storming off.
“Wait, Harry!” I yelled but it was too late; he was already in his car driving to the boys house.
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