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Rose
Harry's appearance baffled me more than my own had. I was bewildered. Just when I thought that it would be impossible for him to be any more attractive, he proved me wrong. He just looked so fucking sexy... and totally bangable. (A/N I feel you, Rose.)
He was wearing a black jacket, over a patterned black and white, button-down shirt. He was wearing a white, flowery corsage, which was pinned to his blazer. His hair was styled up with- large amounts of- gel, his curls pushed up in a messy quiff. Most of his tattoos were covered by the jacket, except for the ones on his neck and hands. His lip and eyebrow piercings still remained. I don't know why, but the piercings and tattoos made him look even hotter. I guess it's because the every-day "bad boy" doesn't go around wearing suits. Nevertheless, he looked angelic. (A/N Pic on side, but with tattoos and piercings.)
I had not realized that my mouth was wide open until Harry had acknowledged my behaviour.
"Like what you see, huh?" he smirked.
"No," I said, grinning. He frowned.
"Don't lie Rose, your mouth was wide open." he chuckled.
"Only because I breathe through my mouth." What the fuck am I saying....
"Whatever."
"You look beautiful, Rose," he said sincerely.
My heart swelled. The only person who had ever called me beautiful- besides harry- was myself. (A/N Same Rose, minus the Harry part. Haha, I wish though)
"Thank you Harry," I said, blushing.
"You're cute," he complimented, snaking an arm around my waist.
I would have pushed his arm away, if he wasn't so damn hot. It was like he had complete control over me. Damn him.
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Harry
We were at the party. I couldn't help but be nervous. I had two handguns tucked into the inside of my jacket. One was for me to use and the other one was an extra in case I run out of bullets, or the gun jams; better be safe than sorry.
It wasn't a party where people got drunk, it was more like a party where rich people went to. That was the main reason I even wore this damn suit. I was afraid someone would recognize me, but these stupid Americans probably wouldn't even think twice when they saw me. (A/N We are NOT stupid, Harry)
I don't know what I was going to do with Rose, though. She is too innocent.
"Everyone here looks so posh," Rose commented.
"Yeah, this isn't my crowd," I lamely joked, laughing nervously.
Rose stared at me like I had three eyes.
"What?" I chuckled.
"Nothing," she replied, "you just seem a little nervous. Are you okay?"
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Rose's POV
"Yeah I'm fine." he dismissed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"Because-" he cut me off.
"I'm fine, ok? Just drop it, damn."
Damn Harry, you don't have to be a dick.
Harry put his lips to my ear, "and sweetheart, If you try anything, and get me arrested, I will find you," he rasped.
I was absolutely speechless.
His soft lips brushed against my neck, sending tingles down my spine.
"Harry." I whispered.
"Hmm?" he said, before lightly kissing my neck.
"H-harry," I moaned, a bit loudly. Thankfully, the "party-goers" were too busy in their own conversations to notice me and Harry.
Harry pushed me against the wall which was a couple of feet away.
"You look so hot in that dress of yours," he mumbled, now nipping at my neck, "so innocent, baby, you don't understand how much I want to fuck you right now."
My eyes widened with his seductive words, "Fuck, Harry," I groaned.
He squeezed my bum with one hand, his other one not leaving my hip.
He kissed me, hard. My hands instantly moved to his hair, tugging on his curls. Harry's tongue asked for entrance, which I teasingly denied.
Harry, being as stubborn and persistent as he was, squeezed my hip in order to get me to open my mouth. Just when it was about to get more heated, a man interrupted us, yelling "Get a room!"
I pulled away, to see a man in his 20's or so. He was wearing a grey suit.
"Louis!" Harry greeted, the both of them doing that " bro hug " which males do among each other.
"So, what's the plan?" Harry asked Louis, completely forgetting that I was there.
Plan? What plan?
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HARRY WAS SORT OF BIPOLAR IN THIS CHAPTER
I TRIED TO MAKE IT A CLIFF HANGER LOL. IT DIDN'T WORK.
I WAS ORIGINALLY GOING TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER ABOUT HARRY KILLING THE GUY, BUT I DECIDED ON THIS.
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