Faking It 2 || Harlena

[27]

HARRY

After a couple of minutes, I came to the party that Louis was saying. I spotted them in a corner drinking their ass off.

"Look, who decided to show up, boys?" Louis said and I just shook my head while a smile was plastered on my face.

"Why are you late, Mr. Styles?" Liam asked and Niall was laughing about Louis was saying. It's probably about me.

"Maybe he's just too caught up fucking my sister." Louis said and Niall erupt into laughter.

"For your information, Tomlinson, we didn't do the deed yet since when we met up." I flicked him off.

"Yeah, as if I'm going to believe that." He said and sip to his drink. I just roll my eyes at him and turn to Liam.

"Selena doesn't want me to go. You know she's being her usual lovely self." I said and Liam patted my back.

"Well, you're still late." Louis again pushed the subject. I just shook my head.

"I didn't fuck your sister okay. I want her permission if she wants to." I said and he rolled his eyes. 

The four of us continue to drink and suddenly Haillee and her friends came to us.

"What are you doing here?" Niall said. I can tell that he is not sober anymore by the tone of his voice. I only drink one tequila and that's it. I decided to stay sober as Selena told me.

"What?! It's a bar and everyone can come here and you do not own this you little leprechaun." She said back. Louis down his drink and look at her.

"You know, if you're trying to get Harry here. Then no. He's taken already and my sister own him. So, if you'll excuse me go and fuck somebody." He said. Liam who was sober too pat Louis back to calm him down a bit.

"Well, if that's the case, why don't we ask Harry himself. He's my ex boyfriend all along." She said. I look at the place and find that we're causing a scene so...

"Fine. Just one drink." I said and Niall and Louis groaned. I saw Haillee smirked and I followed her. 

"We're just going to dance, Haillee." One of her friends said and winked at her. I internally rolled my eyes.

"So, where is your Selena?" she ask scooting closer to me. I lean backwards and coughed.

"At home. She's taking care of Edward." I told her and she smiled.

"Do you really believe that you weren't the father of that boy?" She said and I frowned.

"Mind your own business, Haillee." I said changing the subject.

"Maybe, she didn't say to you because you are a jerk and not enough to be a father of her child. Oh my poor, Harry." She said and put her hands on my chest. I hold her hands and pull it off me.

"You're drunk." I said and pushed her gently off me.  She chuckled.

"Why are you pushing me away? You want me before." She said and battled her eyelashes in front of me. 

"That was before." I said and she frowned before leaning up and connecting our lips together. I was shocked at first and don't know what to do so after a a couple of seconds, I pushed her off me.

"What the actual fuck, Haillee?" I said while wiping her lipstick off my lips.

"What? It's just a kiss." She said and I frowned.

"I have a girlfriend and you know that. I know you're a bitch but I never think you would be this low." I said and she frowned.

"What?" She asked. I can read her eyes and all it screams is pain.