Secret Affair (Harry Styles)

Chapter Nine

Marissa's P.O.V

I look at him in confusion as he look at me just the same reaction as mine. Shock. Happy. Happy that we get to see each other again.

I couldn't believe what I'm seeing. Simon Cowell was Ashton's foster parents. On the other hand I feel upset. Upset that he didn't told me. But why?

I grin as I rush over to him and attack him in a hug. Making him stumble back. All of them giving us weird glances as I wrap my arms around him. He chuckled and tightly hug me back. I bury my face in the crook of his neck as I giggled.

"I miss you" we both say in the same time. We laugh and then pull away.

"You two know each other?" Grace which I guess her foster mum said. We both nod as Ashton speak "She's my girlfriend mum" he smiled proudly. I'm surprised when Grace pull me into a hug as she whispered.

"Ashton talk so much about you. You look really pretty" I thank her and we pull away. Grace seems lovely.

"Dad, my girlfriend. Marissa" Simon hug me and gave me a smile I sent him one back as a good moral.

We walk towards Harry and Lizbeth.
Lizbeth had a smile on her face while Harry's jaw was tense.

"Ashton, meet my mum. Lizbeth" he gave her a hug which she gladly accepted it.

We turn at Harry " Uhmm.. Dad. This is Ashton my boyfriend. Ashton my dad" I introduced them while the others are busy chatting with each other.

Harry smile at him. I can tell it was fake. But at the same time, I don't know why it was fake.

They gave each other a man hug as Harry speak making my cheeks red. "So you're the guy who stole the heart of this beautiful woman, aren't you?"

Ashton smiled back, placing a hand on my back. "I am" We sat down across my 'parents' as I lean my head on his shoulders.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I pouted looking at him straight in the eye. He push the loose strands on my hair and tug it behind my ear. He peck my cheek as I giggle.

"I didn't know" he shrugged.

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I just met him yesterday. Grace was the one who adopted me. He's in America when I'm adopted from the orphanage" he explained. I nod smile at him. Well it explains it all.

He pointed a finger at me. I stare at him confused. "What?"

"You, you didn't told me that Harry Styles and Lizbeth Styles were you're parents"

I stare at him shock "How do you know them? I haven't introduced their name"

"Seriously? One direction is popular. Lizbeth is a model."

I raise a brow "Whats One Direction?"

"Its the name of you're fathers band"

It still felt weird that Harry and Liz were my parents. I don't see them as that. I see them as my friends. Well not Harry.

My mouth formed an 'o' shape as I nod slowly. The waiter came with our orders as we eat. Harry and his band mates were talking about business. Liz and Eleanor were talking about the brands of dresses they have. And I felt myself completely out of place.

***

We were now at the bar Simon owns. Bodies were pressed as they grind to each other. I take a seat on the bar stool.

"Whats you're order ma'am?" the bartender ask.

"Do you have some lemonade?" I ask.

The bartender nod and gave me a glass of lemonade. I put the glass in my lips and sip it. I felt a hand snake around my waist. His lips touching my neck. As I giggle.

"Do you want a drink?" Ashton ask, seating beside me on the counter.

"I never had a drink before" I spoke nervously, looking at the glass in my hands.

He ordered two vodka's and he handed me one. I shook my head. "Please. For me?" he look at me in the eyes and I nod.

I grab the cup on his hands and drank the vodka. I felt the cold liquid on my throat as I smile at the feeling. I felt brave.

Ashton cheered as I kiss him on the lips. "You're not an alcohol virgin anymore!" he yelled throughout the blasting music.

I laugh and ordered another glass of vodka.

***

I slurred as I stumble over to Ashton. Making me laugh. I mumbled incoherent words as we walk inside the V.I.P section.

"A-Ashton I have one question, why are you laughing about nothing?" I laugh as I sat down on the couch. I can feel Harry staring at me. Displeased with my actions.

"I think, I found everything funny. I don't know?" I laugh at his answer as I shut my eyes closed laughing hysterically.

"I think she's going to passed out" A voice said.

And as soon as I know, darkness took over me.

Harry's P.O.V

I look at the girl who's sleeping in my arms as I carrt her upstairs. She was mumbling something I couldn't figure out.

I opened her bedroom door with one hand as I led her inside. I gently lay her down on the matress. I remove her shoes as she stirred in her sleep.

I cover her with the duvet as I place her heels neatly beside her bed. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

I can't explain what the fuck this girl do to me. She has an effect on me that I can't figure out.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I sat beside her on her bes as she talk in her sleep. I chuckled and lean down on her. I lean in and was about to peck her on the cheek.

But she turn around and her lips connected with mine.

Shit. Half of me wishes that she remember this. But if she did, she will be mad at me.

Fuck, I'm in deep trouble!!!

AUTHORSNOTE: ahhh! Harissa moment ;) omg. If I was her I would probably kiss him with all my might. lol but the thing is she's passed out and drunk.

Harry's pov lol

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