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HARRY POV
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I've been thinking about the pictures that Clarissa showed me, How did they get in Her locker and who took the pictures?
"Harry?!" Rissa waved. "i shot my head up straight away. "huh? uh- yeah wait what?" i asked. "Harry, you kind of zoned out for a bit, are you okay?" she asks me. "yeah, just a little worried." i say honstley.
"About what Harry?"
"The pictures..." I tell her. "Harry, it's ok, I know you wouldn't do that to me on purpose Harry!" she chuckles.
I hope not.
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"EH HARRY MATE!" I heard a familiar voice shout at me from across the road. I turn to see who it was and there he stood. Zayn.
"ZAYN MATE! COME OVER TO MINE!" I shout. Zayn nods from across the road.
He runs toward me and walks with me to Rissas house.
"Where we headin?" he asks. "just wait and see." Although he's confused he follows me anyway.
As soon as we arrive at Rissas house I knock at the door.
She opens the door and places a lingering peck on my lips.
"Oh, shes your girlfriend Haz?" I nod and he nods in approval.
"Who's this?" Rissa asks. "It's my old mate, Zayn." i reply.
Rissa sticks out her hand to greet Zayn.
"I'm Clarissa, It's nice to meet you Zayn." she says while shaking his hand.
"Zayn, Its nice to meet you too." he smiles.
I take Clarissas hand and we walk over to my house.
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Rissas and my own laughs fill up the room while Zayn chuckles to himself.
"There's a party starting soon, Wanna go?" Zayn asks. Clarissa and I nod together and stand up at the same time.
We get into the car and make our way over to the party.
As soon as we walk in we're all handed red cups full of alcohol clarissa takes a sip and cringes her nose. She takes a few more drinks and throws her cup away. As for me, I keep mine.
30 minutes past and I'm drunk. Fuck.
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CLARISSA POV
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Harry stumble towards me and drags me away from Zayn.
"Stop flirting and dance with me." he says.
I flinch back at his words and look at him. "i wasn't flirting Harry, I was talking to Zayn because you wanted me to get to know him." I scoff.
"Stop with the attitude miss rude." he laughs. "Harry, I'm walking home." I snap. "No, Stay with me pleeease" he slurs.
"NO HARRY, I'M NOT STAYING HERE WITH YOU WHILE YOU'RE DRUNK." I shout earning a few stares from some people.
I glare at them and they look away. "Gee Rae, Don't be so harsh, Zayns not drunk so we'll just go home together." I can tell he's a little sober from that but I'm not having it.
"Fine." I say slowly. He comes in for a kiss but I push him away. "not right now, I'm not in the mood." I tell him softly.
"Why? I can kiss whoever I want." he snaps. Would he really do that? kiss someone else in front of me?
"Lets just go Harry."
"No." he challenges.
He walks to a tall blonde who is literally two steps away from us.
He spins her around and looks at me before connecting their lips. When he pulls away he smiles at her. The blonde looks over at me and mouths an 'i told you' to me. Taylor.
The music quiets down.
"Harry..." I whisper
I run, run as fast as my feet can take me not looking back.
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Authors Note
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Uh-oh
Bloody Harry.
Bloody Taylor.
Bloody people.
Vote and all that <3
ilysm
