The white Mercedes pulled up infront of a house not too dissimilar to Sophia's - only this one had a few differences; teenagers spilling out the door, dance music seeping through the walls, one night stands occurring.
"Where are we?" Sophia yelled over the thumping beat as she followed Niall into the house
"About 3 streets from your house" he replied back, waving at a group of slutty looking girls hanging off of the rugby players arms
"Who's house is this?" She asked, stepping into the sweltering heat of the house party; sweaty bodies grinding on each other's
"A mate of mine's; now are we done with the twenty fucking questions?" Niall snapped, looking down at her 5,3 figure.
"Okay, sorry" Sophia replied, staring at her feet
Niall sighed, leaning down to her ear
"Why don't you go get us drinks; I need to go find someone"
Sophia nodded, pushing her way through the crowd of people in the opposite direction to Niall.
After 10 minutes of searching the strangely large house, Sophia finally found the kitchen holding all the drinks inside
She was unsure of what the Irish boy wanted, so she went with her instinct:
Beer.
After grabbing two Stella's from the bottom of a make-shift cool box, made from a plastic bin, Sophia shook the water off of them, snapping it open
A body slammed into her back, causing her to lurch forward; spilling the alcohol on both herself and the tall male figure stood with his back to her
"Woah, watch it" the man chuckled tipsily as he spun around, facing a shocked looking Sophia.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!"
"Hey don't worry about it, it's fine" he shrugged, taking the now half empty cans of beer out of her hands, handing them to his friend before shooing him away
"No, you'll get cold, we need to clean it up before it stains your shirt" Sophia smiled concerningly
"Okay, well let's go clean up together then; that'll ruin your dress" the stranger stuck his hand out for her to take.
Sophia nodded, slipping her dainty hand into his larger one, allowing him to lead her upstairs to what she suspected was the bathroom
As they reached the stairs, Sophia could feel a certain set of crystal blue eyes glaring into her back as she made her way up the stairs.
She turned to meet those eyes as he continued to make small talk with two brunette friends of his; both with similar features to one another
Shrugging her shoulders, Sophia continued up the stairs, choosing to ignore the pissed off shake Niall made towards them as they disappeared into the never ending hallways
**
"Right, take off your shirt and I'll clean it with this" Sophia motioned to the vanish bottle she had in her hand
"Barely known me an hour and you already want my kit off" the mystery boy chuckled, taking his shirt from his body, revealing a torso and arms filled with tattoos
"Please, I don't even know your name" Sophia smiled, taking the shirt from his hand
There was a comfortable silence as she rubbed the detergent into the stain she had created before he spoke again
"Harry"
"I'm sorry?" Sophia asked, confused as she put his shirt on the radiator next to the sink
"My names Harry" he repeated with a grin
"Nice to meet you Harry"
"Likewise" Harry smiled, eyeing up the front of Sophia's exposed body "I guess it's your turn now?"
"To do what?"
"Get your clothes off? It'll stain!" He mimicked her voice sarcastically causing her to laugh out loud for the first proper time that night
"Fine," she smiled, turning around so he could unzip the restricting piece of clothing
The lousy fabric fell to the floor within seconds, Sophia suddenly remembering she was only in lace.
Harry cleared his throat awkwardly, hiding his moan behind the gesture
Sophia turned, meeting Harry's eyes slowly
It all happened so fast
Within seconds, Harry had her on the counter they had just been using to remove the stain from his shirt, legs tightly wrapped around his waist as they continued to stick the tongues down each other's throats
'God I get around fast' Sophia thought to herself as she began to unbuckle Harry's jeans; his hands reaching closer to where she needed him most as she began to palm him through his white Calvin Klein's.
"What's your name, baby" Harry grunted into her neck, peppering kisses all over it, along her jawline and up to her lips
"Sophia" she moaned, wrapping her fingers in his chocolate brown curls, pulling them lightly
"Sophia Grayson"
Harry stopped just as he reached the corner of her peach lips
"What?" She asked, slightly upset the kind stranger she'd met only half an hour ago had stopped his handy work
"YOU'RE Sophia Grayson?!" His shocked eyes met hers as he pulled away from her, distancing their once entangled bodies
"Yes..?" She replied confusion lacing her voice
"No. No. NO!" Harry yelled, pulling at his hair furiously
"Why does who I am matter?!" Sophia questioned
"Because I shouldn't be doing this! You're his!" He replied, guilt underlining his slightly tipsy tone
"I'm who's?!"
"Niall's! That's why this is bad!"
Sophia's eyes gaped out of their sockets, jaw hanging lose in confusion
"Wh-what has Niall got to do with this? And why does anything you do affect him?"
"Niall...he's my best friend"
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Bad For You
Fanfiction"You don't want to get involved with me, Sophia; I'm bad for you" Niall smirked, taking another puff of his drag. "I don't care. I want you, Niall" Sophia whispered in his ear, pulling on the back of his neck, connecting their lips. Niall pulled awa...
