In my room I quickly slipped out of my wet T-shirt and flung it towards the hamper in the corner. I went to the pile of clean clothes on my bed and picked a random black shirt. I slipped it on and was fixing my hair when Harry barged in.
"Hey Vic-" He began but stopped when he saw me.
"Why are you wearing my shirt?" He asked giving me a strange look.
I looked down and noticed the shirt was his. Huh. I thought it had just gotten stretched in the wash.
"It probably got mixed with my clothes. Sorry. Do you want it back?" I asked tugging at the end.
He shook his head.
"Nah keep it."
I nodded and ushered him out of the room into the hall way closing the door behind me. We made our way back to the living room and onto the couch.
"Hey Harry, where do you work?" I asked him.
"I'm a stock trader and a hedge fund." He answered.
I frowned. I don't know much about stocks. I like math and I'm good at it but that's about it.
"Why are you frowning?" He asked me poking my cheek.
I turned towards him.
"Well. I need a job and I thought I could ask if they were hiring but I don't even know anything about stocks."
"We do have an opening for a secretary. The last one had a nervous breakdown in the office and threw a fit." He giggled as if he had found the event amusing.
"Should I-"
"I'll put in a good word for you." Harry interrupted me.
"Thanks." I smiled at him bumping his knee with mine.
He laughed pulling my shoulder so I fell into his side. I laughed too and poked his rib. He let me go and made his way into the kitchen. He came out a while later with a bottle and two glasses in his hands.
"Cake flavored vodka." He told me.
"To what are we drinking?" I asked grinning.
"To you for getting a job." He answered.
"I didn't even apply for it." I laughed.
"Yeah well I'm the boss' son so you're hired." He told me smugly settling next to me.
I gasped.
"What? I thought your dad was head of a travel agency?" I asked confused.
"Well my mom did remarry remember?" he asked me tapping my forehead.
I blinked and then realization dawned across my face.
"Oh yeah she did....I remember being invited but I couldn't fly over because I had exams that week." I frowned.
"But yeah he's the owner of Blue Water Co." Harry told me drinking from his glass.
I nodded and drank from mine. We each had about three glasses when I began to feel the effects. Everything felt sluggish. I looked over at Harry and noticed he'd been staring at me causing my face to get warm.
"What?" I giggled.
"You're just so fucking gorgeous, did you know that?" He grinned cheekily.
I blinked. He thinks I'm gorgeous. I felt my heartbeat speed up and I blinked again. I placed a hand against where my heart is. Why is it beating so fast?
"Vic?" Harry asked me.
I looked up at him. He was staring at me so intensely I couldn't find the will to move. He edged closer and I could feel my heart beating so rapidly I thought it was going to explode. All I could do was stare back at him.
"Would you-Would you mind if I kissed you?" I heard Harry say now about three inches from my face.
Say no.
"Umm no." I answered and watched his eyes flutter close as he pressed his lips to mine.
I closed mine and clutched at his hand on my knee. I could taste the vodka in his mouth and felt goosebumps rise on my skin. I broke away after a while and opened my eyes.
What did I just do?
Quit complaining, you like him.
I found myself drawn in by his eyes again and I leaned in to kiss him once more. This time he pulled me down on top of him. I felt his hand press into the small of my back and a warm feeling formed in my chest. I clutched at his hair running my fingers through it. Soon I found myself out of breath and I broke away to look down at him. Well then.
He gave me a half smirk.
"That was nice."
I felt my cheeks get warm and looked at a spot behind his head.
"Y-Yeah." I breathed out.
Niall. What about Niall?
"Um I'll be back." I told him getting up and running to the bathroom.
Oh my god. What am I doing? Harry is my best friend. I sat on the floor and put my head in my hands. My head began to throb. I've just ruined everything. I don't even know if I like Harry this way. Do I?
Why would you have kissed him?
I don't know.
So you like him.
I don't know.
I was broken from my dispute with myself by a knock on the door.
"Hey Vic, are you okay?" I heard Harry ask.
I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding.
"Y-Yeah Harry. I am." I answered deciding to get up.
I took the silver knob gently in my hand and turned it pulling the door open. I was met with Harry's concerned expression and I smiled lightly.
"I'm fine."
"Um abou-" He began.
"The kiss?" I interrupted him.
"More like kisses because you kissed me again." He said smirking slightly.
"Um yeah." I swallowed.
"Listen, Vic I don't want to pressure you into anything or confuse you but I'm attracted to you and I really like you." He told me leaning against the bathroom doorframe.
I blinked.
"Oh I um-I need some time Harry I'm already confused." I winced pressing a hand to my head.
Stupid vodka.
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