hooked // harry hook

chapter eleven - halloween

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION AND SEX

Auradon Prep was completely decorated for Halloween. We usually went all out, including a huge party that the administration ignored because it definitely involved some underage drinking. Either way, it was a ton of fun. Harry and I had decided to both be vampires for the party. It was a pretty basic costume, but it was something we could both do easily with clothes we already had. Evie and I were getting ready together in my room. 

She had made a really pretty costume for herself, an extremely detailed butterfly that fit her perfectly. I did a super smokey eye look with an intense contour and dark lip. "Your makeup looks so good." said Evie, nodding over at me. "Coming from you, that is literally the best compliment anyone could ever give me." I giggled, fixing my hair in the mirror. I grabbed the fake blood and spread it across my chest, completing my look. "I'm done." I said, putting down the bottle. 

"Me too." she said, swiping on a colorful highlighter. We walked out arm in arm, walking over to the house where the party was going down. It was an off campus space that housed some alumni, but it was only a five minute walk. Doug and Harry were waiting for us outside the house. Harry smirked when he saw me, and Evie and I unlatched our arms. Harry wore his shirt half open and had his chest covered in blood to match me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and smirked, pulling me tightly against him. "You look hot." he mumbled, pecking my lips quickly. "Wait till you see what's underneath." I whispered, making his jaw drop slightly. I laughed and took his hand before following Doug and Evie through the doors. The house was extremely crowded the second we walked in. People stood in close clumps and moved to the loud music. "I need a drink to deal with this." I said, crossing my arms. "I think you may need more than one." said Harry, making me laugh. We headed over to the table with the drinks and each grabbed a cup.

 "Do you guys wanna play death pong?" said a voice behind me. I laughed when I saw Jay and Carlos holding up a vodka bottle. "Fuck yes." I squealed, dragging Harry over to the table. We set up the cups before starting the game. I was pretty good at it, as was Harry, but Jay had crazy accuracy. Every turn each of our teams would get at least one cup out. Harry and I alternated between drinking each shot, but I was already starting to feel a buzz. 

We each finished with one cup at the table. It was Jay's turn, and I did my best to try and distract him from missing the shot. I moved my hands over the cup and taunted him. He smirked and aimed, throwing the ball straight into the cup. Harry and I yelled in unison. "We get redemption, you haven't won yet." said Harry, pointing over at Jay and laughing. "Be my guest." said Carlos, holding up his arms. "You wanna take this one, love?" asked Harry, looking over at me. I nodded, dipping the ping pong ball in the cup of water before holding it over my head. 

I tossed the ball, landing straight into the cup. The people watching the game screamed, and Jay and Carlos groaned. "Yes!" I said, jumping into Harry's arms and kissing him. "That's my girl." he said, wrapping his arm around me. I held up peace signs and mockingly stuck my tongue out at Jay and Carlos. "You owe us a rematch." said Jay with a goofy smile. "Let me know when and where." I giggled, shaking my head. 

We let some other people play and headed over to the dance floor. "I love this song." I said, shaking my hips to the beat. Harry pulled me against him from behind and I moved against his body, him guiding my movements. I lifted my arm to his face and turned my head, pressing his lips against mine. The music was loud and pulsed through the house. The two of us danced for a while before we realized how claustrophobic the house was getting. 

"You wanna swipe a bottle and head back to my room?" he asked, pecking my lips lightly. "Wow, aren't you full of good ideas." I giggled. I snatched a bottle from the drinks table and ran out of the house with Harry, the both of us laughing at the top of our lungs. We started the walk over to campus, taking turns drinking from the bottle as we did so. Halfway through, my feet began to hurt and I jumped on his back. He carried me all the way to his dorm, where he put me down as he drunkenly struggled to open his door. We stumbled into his room, cracking up and trying our best not to be too loud. 

I put the bottle down on his nightstand and looked up at him with a smirk. I slipped off my dress, revealing the lingerie I had on underneath. The stockings had paired really well for my costume, but I had to admit that they had served more than one purpose. His eyes widened as he smiled mischievously. "I need you so bad." he groaned, walking over and crashing his lips against mine. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him back. He slammed me against his door as we kissed desperately. 

He carried me over to his bed and put me down. I sat up and finished unbuttoning his shirt as he threw it down to the floor. "Tell me what you want." he said, hovering over me and kissing my neck sloppily. "I want you." I moaned, wrapping my legs around him and laying back as he kissed down my chest. I reached down and unhooked my stockings before reaching up and unbuttoning his pants. "Do you know how bad I want you?" he groaned, squeezing my thigh. "I'm yours." I whispered. He smashed his lips against mine, our tongues dancing as he pulled down my underwear and entered me. Our moans overlapped as our bodies moved together into the night. 

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