Dreaming Fate

Chapter 7

Harry's POV

We hold eye contact for about 5 seconds before he disappears into the sea of moving bodies. I blink for the first time before I turn around in my chair. Because that just isn't...possible. I know there a such thing as de ja vu but there's no way I dreamed of an actual person! Right?..

"You look like you've seen a ghost. You alright mate?" The bartender asks me as I realize I've just been staring straight ahead for who knows how long.

"Yeah I'm fine just the drink getting to me" I lie because how do you explain this ?

"I just set it down" Oh..right. I've always been shit at lying.

"Uh yeah I"- "HAROLD!!" Niall comes up right behind effectively saving me from that awkward conversation.

"That's not my name NEIL!" I try to yell over the music.

"Whatever, come meet Olly he wants to get to know you" He doesn't actually give me a choice because he's grabbing my arm and dragging me through the masses of people. I go willingly only partially remembering the drink I never even touched. We soon stop in front of the dj station with who I'm guessing is Olly behind it.

"Olly this ma Harry I was telling you about, Harry this is Olly" I reach out to take his hand and he returns the gesture.

"Nice to finally meet you, Niall tells me a lot about you." Niall smacks him upside the head at that.

"All good things I hope"

"Nah, just about your annoying hipster hair and obscenely deep voice" Niall chuckles and pats Olly on the back, he's really not funny.

"At least I'm not a short little leprechaun!" Olly and Niall only laugh harder and I take this time to look around a bit more. I'm certainly not scanning the crowd for a certain someone, why would I? He doesn't exist and I need to be drunk like 10 minutes ago. Niall and Olly seem to be stuck in their own little conversation so I make my way towards the bar again. I'm halfway there before I feel a hand tug me back.

"What about you darling? Wanna dance?"

The fact that I clearly smell pure vodka radiating off of him through the sea of drunk souls was enough to tell me that he wasn't good company.

"Um, no thanks" I try to walk away but he doesn't losen his grip

He leans in and half whispers in my ear. "I'm not getting rejected by another one of you twinks, you're coming with me princess" He begins to pull me in the direction of the exit. He was much stronger than I was.

"No! Let me go!" I don't even know exactly how it happened but the next thing I knew the man was on the ground and there stood a pretty muscled up guy who somehow looked like he'd never harm anyone.

"I don't think he wants to go with you, you fucker" The man gets up and grumbles his way out of the bar. I stand there in shock, what would've happened had he not stopped him? The man looks in my direction, all traces of anger replaced with concern.

"Hey you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?"

"No just pulled me around a bit." What do you say to someone who does something like this for you?

"Ok, you need anything. A ride?"

I haven't even begun to enjoy my night and I wasn't in the mood to trust new people right now.

"Yeah no, but thank you for the uh- guy."

"Yea no problem." I guess he sees the now wary look in my eye because the next soon after he gets a wide look in his eyes. "Oh crap I wasn't trying to take you home I just- ugh!

I start laughing because I should've known he wasn't trying anything. After a while he joins in with me.

"Why don't we start properly? Im Liam"

"Harry" I say still somewhat giggling.

"Alright Harry, wanna get a drink? I've had a few already but i'ts starting to wear off."

"Yeah absolutely." We go around the dance floor entirely (I know better now).

We get back and I see my previous spot is occupied so we head to the end where it's a little more clear. I turn around and the Liam guy is still with me.

"I think it's only fair I buy considering- ya know."

"You don't have to pay me back, I hate worthless pricks like that." He finishes with a scowl on his face.

"Really, please, just as a thank you?" I plead with him which turns his frown into a better suited smile.

"Alright mate not gonna refuse a free drink" He agrees and helps me to wave down the bartender.

"Hey zayn!" He shouts and waves at the bartender.

How does he know his name anyway?

When the bartender, Zayn i guess, comes over Liam begins to introduce us.

"Harry this my mate Zayn, Zayn this is Harry." I shake his hand even though technically we've already met.

"Ah, nice to put a name to a face, you left your drink before, do you want the same one?"

Liam smiles at the fact that we've previously met.

"Uh, yeah that would be great. Liam what do you want?"

"Ill get a whiskey sour." When Liam is done with his order Zayn goes to his station to prepare our drinks.

Liam sits on a barstool and I take the one next to him.

"So Harry, Tell me about yourself."

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Its been a while for sure! I was out of a laptop for a while and then broke my phone so I had to use the laptop money to get a phone and things have been stressful. Anyway I'll be updating much more now and I hope you all enjoy

Avi xx.