Styling Styles || h.s.

Chapter 4

I saw Kylie crawling around the car not to be seen, smirking.

"I love your outfit." He smirked, his hand exploring my body under the thin fabric. His hand grazed over my thing, making me gasp and pull it away immediately. He laughed loudly, making my face heat up.

I just realized something. I was sitting on Harry's lap.

"I-I'm going inside." I whispered, hopping out and kicking Kylie while walking into the club.

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I walked into a random part of the club, smoke evaporating on my face, making me cough.

"WOO!" The men cheered. "The sexy one came!"

I blushed, sitting down.

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I found Harry's curly mop of hair, and clung to his arm, giggling like crazy.

"H-Harry?" I slurred.

"Dan- Woah. Are you high?"

"Noooo..." I giggled, looking around. "What time is it?"

"3:30, why?"

"Uh ohh. I'll be late!"

"Really?"

"Base today's my day off." I said, pulling him with me to the car.

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I pushed him on the bed, straddling him. He moaned, making me smirk.

"Dani.." He mumbled, and I started giving him sloppy kisses from his neck to his lips. Once he pulled away, I pouted.

"No, Dani. You're gonna regret it once you wake up. Lets just go to sleep, yeah?"

"Lets sleep." I nodded. "Together!"

I started cracking up.

Oh my god I smoked crack.

I laughed even harder.

"DANI!" Harry boomed.

"Y-yeah?" I whispered.

"Let's sleep." He declared. I rolled my eyes, and stripped down to my bra and panties, and fell onto the bed, falling asleep.