CHAPTER: Fifteen
HARRY P.O.V:
The beat of the music pumping through the club, bodies meshed together girls in dresses so tight leaving nothing to the imagination, guys so worked up touching areas most girl with the slightest of diginity would tell them to fuck off, but most to drunk to even realize.
pushing myself through the alcohol in me bubbling with anxiety, I made my way to the sleek silver metal bar counter:
"A shot of your strongest" I ordered turning to my side viewing at all the hungry young adults. crotches rubbing to girls backsides. "Nicole" her blonde lockes being pushed back with the swing of her fingers. Grabbing the clear liquid in the shot glass I chugged it down letting the strong alcohol burn the inside of my throat. "Harry" I breathed in sharply due to the tequlia. Two skinny arms made there way around my neck laying there loosley. "Wanna have some fun" Her brown eyes moving down my chest landing at my crotch quickly meeting my gaze her wet tounge licking her red lipstick. "I have a girlfriend" I stated trying to move past her. "It'll be our little secret" she whispered in my ear pushing her self closer to me obviously wanting something more. Two hands grabbed my face and pulled me down. the sticky lipstick rubbing against my skin. As she pulled harshly leaving me confused at the previous situation. "So your place or mine?" She gasped.
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