I was waiting on Harry to get to the party. I had a red solo cup in my hand filled with some drink I didn't even know the name of. I just wanted a margarita, but at parties like these, I knew I wouldn't get what I asked for. I tap my fingernails against the top of the cup, walking around to see if I saw Harry.
After walking around for three minutes and not finding a trace of Harry, I decide to sit down somewhere and somehow face the door as to watch for him to come in. I watched as a few more people started to file in, and just when I was about to give up, here he comes.
Harry has a hand in his hair, pushing stray hairs away from his face. He has on a big, loose yellow sweater. Black skin tight jeans and those same comfortable, brown boots. I smile as I watch his green eyes scattering all over the crowd. Probably looking for me. I take a sip of my drink while still watching him, about to get up until I see him beaming at someone in the opposite direction of me. A girl with purple hair. Oh...
I swallow the rest of my drink, throwing the red solo cup to the floor as I fix my knee-socks and my skirt—basic, I know—and head to the center of the floor to find someone to dance with. I wasn't mad at Harry, I just thought I'd be the first person he'd look for at the party. Plus if he really was looking for me, he'd find me. I shake my head to rid the thoughts.
Truth was, I was sorta jealous. Harry told me to come to this party and he's honestly the only reason I came. I feel like I'm gonna wind up home extra early. I sigh before starting to sway my body with the beat of the music. I didn't even know the song that was playing, but that didn't mean I couldn't get down.
I started to move up and down, dancing with some of the girls and laughing with them. I honestly don't know what we were laughing at. Probably at me dancing like a fool but I didn't know how to dance and I didn't really care. I was also a little buzzed. I haven't drank in a while so I might get drunk a little faster.
Note to self: don't drink more than two cups.
I quickly get dizzy from all the jumping and spinning so I excused myself from the group of girls and started to go up the stairs. I didn't know who's house this was or where the restroom was but I'm sure it's around here somewhere.
After opening five wrong doors, I finally opened the door to a bathroom. Thank god. I closed the door behind me and locked it before turning around and looking in the mirror.
I had straightened my hair, but now I had a few strands poking out here and there. Sighing, I grab the grey scrunchy from around my wrist and put half of my hair up and leave the rest down. I fix little smudges of makeup I saw out of line and I straightened my top a little. As I finishing touching up myself, I hear knocking on the bathroom door. I huff,"Ok, I'm coming out right now!" I yell, unlocking the door and swinging it open to find Harry standing there, looking down at me with a shocked expression which then turned into a smirk. I rolled my eyes at him playfully.
"Finally, I found you," He grabs my arm roughly and starts to make his way to the hallway.
"Finally? I've been looking for you the whole party." I shake my head,"Don't you have to use the bathroom?"
"Nah, I'm fine." He giggles, leading me to a room that's empty and shuts the door behind me. I sigh, making my way to the bed and sprawled across it. Harry squints his eyes at me as he lays on the other part of the bed my body isn't covering.
"You might wanna pull your skirt down." He says, doing it for me. I hurriedly sit up and fix myself, turning to him.
"Why are we in here, anyways? You trying to kiss me." I tease, trailing my fingers down the threads on his shirt while looking up at him. He tenses up and I see the top of his ears go a light shade of pink. I giggle, reaching up to kiss behind his right one. I honestly don't know why I did, maybe the little bit of alcohol I had in my system.
"No," he gasped, probably because he wasn't expecting it,"I came here because I knew we wouldn't have time alone." He says. I nod, understanding him.
"Right. So," I clap my hands,"You had anything to drink, yet?"
"I actually brought us a bottle," He says, taking the bottle out the pocket inside his coat. I shake my head.
"I only asked to be precautions. I've only had two drinks, I don't think I'll have another. I don't wanna be drunk. I drove here." I say, pushing the bottle in his hand away.
He sighs,"Come on, Ariana. We can have an uber pick us up. I have some friends downstairs that aren't drinking. You finally come to a party and you're not gonna have any fun? Come on, please." Harry smiles, his dimples popping out of his cheeks, look cute as ever. I gave in.
"Fine."
"Let's play a game with it...umm," He thinks,"Never have I ever?"I laugh at him, shaking my head.
"You're so cliche. Okay." I nod,"Never have I ever done anything illegal." He takes the top off the bottle and downs some of the drink. Harry hands me the bottle and I stare at the top of it. "Don't worry, I have no diseases." He laughs. I laugh, also. I drink some, wiping my hand across my lips as I hand it back to Harry. So much for not getting drunk tonight.
"Never have I ever..been skinny dipping." He said. I took the drink from him and sipped. He didn't. It went back and forth for a while until the questions got more dirtier and the bottle was almost gone.
Harry reached over to grip my waist, bending down to whisper in my ear,"Never have I ever been horny." I giggle, then gasp as he starts to kiss at my neck. I take the bottle out of his hand and take the very last sip, throwing it somewhere on the ground behind me.
"Bad girl." He whispers against my skin, tightening his grip on my waist. My mouth remained open as his kisses got closer to the top of my shirt. Harry stopped and raised up to my face. He smirked before putting his hand on the other side of my face and kissing me. I kissed him back, hurriedly putting my hands in his hair and gripping tight. He grunted into my mouth as he spread my legs apart. I whimpered as he pulled back, putting his hand on my thigh.
His dark green eyes looked up at me as I put my hand on his, sliding it up to my inner thigh. I could feel his fingertips on my centre through my underwear as I moaned, my hips bucking into his hand.
"Fuckk," He slurred in my ear, rubbing his middle finger against me. I felt so dirty, but I liked it. Harry kept teasing me, slowly repeating the movement of his finger.
"H-Harry, don't tease," I moaned, trying to grind my hips into his hand. He smirked, sliding his hand into my panties.
"So wet, just for me." His voice gets deeper, making me grab onto his shirt, the feel of his fingers rubbing against unbearable.
"Shit." He slides a finger into me, his mouth going agape, mirroring mine. "You're so tight, baby." The pace of his one finger was so slow. I was so on edge and he had me wrapped around his finger, literally. He was watching me through his dark, hooded eyes. My grip on his shirt tightened as he added another finger. I was a moaning mess. My hair was probably everywhere and my panties were on the floor as I sat beside Harry, my legs spread wide open for him.
"I'm close, Harry." I warned, his pace speeding up when I said this, adding his thumb to circle my cIit. I arched my back, screaming his name as I reached my high, his fingers still working on me to calm me down from it. He finally removed his fingers. I watched as he brung them up to his mouth, sucking on them as he watched me.
"Sweet."
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