Deception || harry styles

Chapter 8

Deception

I walk up the stairs suddenly upset with myself for having so many drinks. I continue to struggle to walk up the stairs at the same pace as Harry. He notices how hard it is for me to go up the stairs in my drunken state, and by being dragged by his hand.

Harry's rough hand escapes from mine, and he walks down one carpeted stair to stand directly in front of me. I open my mouth to say something but before the words can leave my mouth Harry's knees bend. His arms scoop me up with one tattooed arm under my kneecaps, and another supporting my neck and shoulders.

"Thank you," I manage to slur out. I wish Payton hadn't gotten me to have all those drinks as we were getting ready.

Harry had picked me up effortlessly and I wonder how he'd been able to lift me. I guess his six-pack and built arms really pay off. I look down and focus on his boots hitting the carpeted staircase one after another. He kicks open a door, and looks down at me before gently setting my drunken body on the bed. He walks back, and closes the door before sitting next to me on the bed. I instinctively shift further away from his intimidating aura.

"You are so wasted, aren't you?" Harry runs a callused hand through his hair completely messing it all up.

"Yes," I pause my sentence to hiccup before continuing, "Which is also why I am going to tell you that your hair looks a lot better all messy."

A deep laugh comes from Harry before he says, "Any other compliments for me, Cassandra?"

"A few actually." I pause to gather all my thoughts. "When you took your shirt off my jaw literally dropped, green eyes are my favorite, but now your jade eyes in particular are my favorite." I'm about to say more but a hiccup interrupts me. I open my mouth to say more, but Harry's raspy voice cuts in.

"I've been told all that a few times." He says with a cocky smirk. I know he's just messing around by the glint in his eyes.

"Bullshit." I surprise him by my choice of words. "Oh, do I look like a little Freshmen who's too scared to swear? Well who gives a fuck it's only a word." I scoff before looking around for a drink. "Where's my driiink," I whine.

"No more drinking for you, and no more profanity for now." Harry chuckles again. "Now can I ask you a question?" Harry asks while he places his hand on my knee. Normally I'd slap it away but instead I let his hand stay. It must be the drinks.

"Anything."

"Why are you so resistant towards me?" The inked boy asks me.

I don't even think before I say the first thing that comes to mind, "I've been told you and a few other guys are this college's bad boys. That you play with girls and then dump them the next day and I don't need to fall into that trap. One less thing to worry about in my life." I whisper the last part and roll my eyes. I decide to reincorporate Harry's actions from earlier and run my fingers through my long hair. I have so much hair I could probably make two sets of wigs.

"Well way to be blunt." Harry chuckles. His usually dominating, and seductive self slipping away. I think I like this playful Harry more than the past ones. What if there were different sides to Harry just to express different moods? I slightly shake my head to try to rid myself of all my incoherent thoughts about Harry. Why am I even thinking about a boy who I'd never have a chance with, a boy who doesn't wanna give girls chances other than for one night? Too many questions, and too many drinks, I need to stop thinking.

"What?" A British-accent completely shatters my already fragmented thoughts.

"You said, 'I need to stop thinking.'" he uses hand quotes and raises his own voice to imitate my own.

"Oh." I giggle before falling back completely on the bed. My hair sprawled above me, most likely resembling a halo. Except I'm no angel.

"We have two minutes, what do you wanna do?" The Tattooed Man asks me.

"Well, I thought you'd have something spontaneous planned." A small smirk etches onto my lips before I slowly sit up. I put my hand on Harry's shoulder, bring my hand to the front of his chest and dragging down feeling his muscular skin.

"Damn, Cassandra, do you really think I'd do anything with you while alcohol is running through your system like Niagara Falls?" I stay silent. "I'm not that bad of a guy." He whispers to himself. I'm about to comment on his last sentence but decide against it. All the rumours about him had led me to believe that he is that bad of a guy. "Let's go back down."

I groan before whining, "I don't wanna walk down those stairs in these ten inch heels."

"First, there is no way those are ten inches, and second; I can carry you."

"Why thank you, Harold." I close my eyes allowing a lazy smile to cross my features.

"Cassandra." He nods slightly.

"I hate that name." I whine even more. "It's Cassie, nothing else." I state rolling my head back on Harry's bicep.

"Fine, Cass." He winks at me. He pulls me back into his arms, carefully pushing the door open and making his way back down the staircase.

Before I am able to process any of it, I am hit with a gust of cold air and Harry is setting me in a car.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Home." I see Harry's figure run in front of the car before twisting the keys in ignition.

"As in..." I let my sentence hang in the air. At the moment I don't care what happens as long as I am finally able to get to sleep.

"No, I'm taking you to your dorm and then I'm going back to my place." I nod along and turn down the music, it's giving me a migraine.

I don't text Payton; she's having fun with Louis tonight. Even though she told me to stay away from a 'bad boy' she deliberately goes against her own word and hangs with Louis.

My jumbled thoughts are shaken as Harry speaks. "We're here. I'm not sure what your room number is though." He frowns. For some odd reason, I feel the need to reach out and smooth the creases between his brows.

I shake my head, ridding it of the thought before trying to make out a sentence.

I rattle off what I hope is the right room number, hoping that I won't be getting a visit from any annoyed college students in the morning.

{were not dead guys sorry its been so long:/

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