Regrets - chapter 10 (THE PARTY)

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I walk past a group of kids that tumble slowly sideways, you can obviously tell they're drunk.

I spot Harry in the left side of the room drinking from a clear cup, he sees me and suddenly looks worried. I wonder whats wrong. A random dude grabs the back of my arm and yanks me back causing me to nearly trip over my own feet. He slams me against the brick wall and smiles.

'Heyyy your hot' he tries to kiss me but I move back. Me being 'hot' does not give him the right to even try to touch me. Ugh I hate drunk teenagers.

'Do I even know you?' I question.

'You could get to know me?' He tells me trying to lean in again and I turn my face the other way. Nice try. His breath reeks of alcohol and smoke. I cough slightly trying not to inhale.

I try to slide away across the wall but he still holds onto me. He pushes me back against the wall and tries to lean in again. Does he not get the hint? 

I feel his grip finally let go and I sigh with relief but only to realize that he's been pulled back by someone else. Niall.

Why is he here?

'Are you seriously gonna try and pull one on my sister?'

'Ohh sorry man I didn't know she was your sister' he slurs. He quickly pulls both his hands up to show he surrenders and walks away. Niall punches him across his face, causing him to fall back. As he stumbles back up, he walks away knowing that he's too drunk to argue anyway. 

Niall rushes over to me 'What do you think you're doing here?' he shouts, while pulling me by the arm and takes me into a empty room. I think I've had enough being pulled around lately, I mean why do people think they can control me whenever they feel like it.

'Why do you care?' I shout back 'I can go wherever I want and when I want'

'Do you even know what could happen to you at a party like this?' He replies in a stern tone.

'Yeah well I kinda just went through a situation just now but I guess I'm not a little kid any more so stop treating me like one' I shout.

He tugs at his hair.

'Okay...but next tine you get into trouble again? don't come running after me' he tells me walking out. 'What's up man?' I hear Harry's voice outside the door.

'Just leave it' he tells him and walks off.

Harry and Niall are friends? My brother is friends with Harry. Well that's great.

Harry's head peeps through the door, 'I didn't expect you to turn up' Harry's smiles and I glare at him.

'Yeah well I was looking for Zahrah and Kallie until that guy tried to stick his tongue down my throat' I sigh.

'Well that's the kind of thing that happens at these kind of parties' we both laugh 'there's drunk teenagers everywhere and thank god they don't remember most of the things they do at these parties anyway. 

Why am I even talking to Harry? I can't help but notice that Harry isn't drunk. Not even tipsy.

'Why are you even talking to me?' I ask too quickly.

'Because I like you' He answers without hesitation. 'What? this morning you told me I was desperate for you? you kissed me unexpectedly and blamed it on me, I don't understand Harry. You have to be clear with what you want, I can't do this anymore...' He stops me mid sentence by quickly moving towards me. 

He doesn't hesitate in kissing me quickly this time, he throws himself at me. His breathing getting faster and I can feel his heartbeat quickening. What am I doing?

'Do you ever know when to stop talking?' He says smiling against my lips, biting them once again. I want to push him away. I want him to stop.

His tongue makes his way past my lips and into my mouth, I don't stop him. He pushes me against the wall and attempts to take my dress off, slowly unzipping from the back and his hand making his way down my dress. Before anything else could happen, the door creaks to reveal Shifa. 'whats taking you so long?' she squeals, smirking at me, while her eyes follow my body from top to bottom. 

I pull on my dress and stare back embarrassed. She's wearing a skirt that shows her bum and a crop top. 

Harry turns around to face her and pushes his hair back with his hand 'Oh nothing we were just talking' Harry tells her. I stare at Harry in complete and utter shock.

What? That was nothing?

'Oh well come on then they've brought in the drinks' she squeals and rushes out knowing that Harry will follow and he does 'also they've started strip poker' she quickly squeals before exiting along with him.

What just happened? He just left?

I zip up my dress up properly and head out of the room to finally spot Kallie and Zahrah talking in the corner. I slowly make my way to them, trying to get past them.

I've had enough of his games. Enough.

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