A Good Boy in Disguise

Kill or be Killed

I pushed Harry off me, and went into the house. I made a beeline to the kitchen. I was pissed, he knew exactly what he was doing and what would happened. I grabbed the bottle of Jack and poor a shot, then another. I was going to replace his memory with a guy named Jack. I was on my third shot when Harry came in.

"Cat put the bottle down"

I poured my 4th shot when the bottle was taken from me.

"What do you think you're doing!"

I tried to grab the bottle when Harry set it on top of the fridge.

"Haha very funny, well-"

I was cut off by Harrys kiss. I tried to push him back but it was no use, he still had his lips on mine so I bite his lip, hard.

"OW fuck!"

Harry pulled back and looked at me pissed. His attention was pulled away from me when we heard someone yell for him.

"HARRY"

We heard yelling and glass breaking.

"What the fuck"

I hopped off the counter and followed Harry to the backyard. I always loved a good fight, really livened up a party. I laughed to myself, gosh I was already drunk. We got to the back and one of Harry's friend was getting into a heated argument with some frat guy. Harry started making his way over there as I trailed behind him. That's when things went south.

"Niall shut the fuck up before I knock you on your arse!" The guy yelled.

"You couldn't even if you tried" Niall said as he started laughing.

Harry decided to intervene.

"What the hell is this idiot arguing with you for?" Harry asked Niall.

"Harry, this your girl? She's pretty hot, mind if I take her for a shag?" The guy was scanning me up and down.

"Your don't want Harry baby, I can make you feel so much better."

I heard a loud crack as Harry's fist connected with the guys nose. He fell backwards and landed on the porch. Everyone started yelling and nagging Harry on. Harry started throwing punches faster and harder. The guys face was all blood, he tried to fight back but it didn't even faze Harry. He didn't stand a chance with his drunken state and Harry's strength. I told Niall to stop him but all Niall could do was laugh with Harry's other friends.

"Stop Harry, your going to fucking kill him!"

I tried to grab his arm but he pushed me backwards and continued to beat the shit out of whoever this guy was. He finally stopped a few seconds later, he bent down and whispered something in his ear.

He got up and started walking to the back door. I stood there and decided what to do. I told one of the frat guys to take the kid inside, put him in a cold shower and keep him awake. I then started to walk inside when someone grabbed my arm.

"Ow fuck!"

It was Asia, she let go of my arm and I grabbed it and rubbed the bruise I forgot I had. Asia looked at me confused and pulled my sleeve up, she started at the hand shaped bruise on my upper arm.

"What the fuck Cat! Who gave this to you? And what the fuck were you doing with Harry?!"

"Um.. I don't have an answer for either and I'm too drunk to make an excuse, I have to go find Harry."

"Wait.."

Fuck she was putting the dots together.

"DID HE DO THIS TO YOU?! He gave you that hickey too didn't he?!"