Harry's POV
I must have been at this party for about 2 hours now, and the beer and vodka had certainly sunk in, i've felt sick a few times but just shook it off because I wanted to have a good time. I'm fed up of commitment 24/7. I'm only a teenager, what the hell am I doing living with a girl? I should be out partying, and drinking but no, instead I cook her breakfast and dinner, I drive her to school, I fucking spoon her until she falls asleep (and then I carry on but that's not the point). Yeah she means alot to me, and fuck do I love her alot, but a part of me wonders whether we moved into all this a little too soon and unbelievably fast. I can sense what my brain and body is telling me to do - to end it with her, but I know I'll regret it in the long run. I try to remember what her lips taste like, but all I can taste is the alcohol on my own. I try to remember how soft her skin is, but all I can feel on my fingertips is the cold can of the beer. Fuck, I even try to picture her next to me, but all I can see are other girls in short dresses and plum lips and soft looking skin, also highly intoxicated from alochol. The old Harry could get anyone in this room, I probably still can! Hell I want to. And I owe it to myself to have a night of pure fun, no strings attatched whatsoever. And unlucky for her if she finds out, I keep wanting to punch myself after everything I say because I don't mean it, I love her so much it physically hurts me, and I know i'm going to regret this tomorrow morning and probably for the rest of my life, but I'll get over it, and so will she.
My thoughts are cut short as I slam my lips on a small blonde girl in a tight navy blue dress. My hands wrap around her waist, and rest on her bum. She moans into the kiss as I bite her lip, I pull away after a few minutes for breath and my eyes widen when I see who it as.
"Marie?!" I ask completely shocked.
"Hey Harry" She smiles, I look her up and down and literally cannot take my eyes off of her, she looks breathtaking. Her hair looks unbelievably blonde, and its slightly curled, but only into loose waves, her makeup is at a minimum, but she looks amazing. I don't even reply to her hello, I just smash my lips on hers again, after a few minutes I pull away and take her hand, leading her upstairs to a bedroom.
Lola's POV
"Harry?" I call once I enter the house, his car isn't on the driveway but part of me was praying that maybe one of his friends borrowed it and he's still here - but I know that definitely hasn't happened! I had to leave as soon as Ronnie told me that Harry was 17, Sophia completely understood and told me to call her tonight if I needed a chat. I gasp when I see the mess of the kitchen. Everything is smashed and on the floor, my eyes well up with tears as I see the photo frames on the floor, they're photos of my gramps and his passed wife (my grandma), my mood suddenly changes to anger as I see the glass oven door has shattered. What gives him the fucking right to trash my gramps' house! He was a fucking guest here, he's not the king! I wipe the tears from my eyes and inhale and exhale to control my anger. I need to find out where he is. My mind wanders to where he could have gone, a bar most likely. I widen my eyes as I realise he said something about a party this morning. My fingers fumble around in my bag, they finally, after minutes, grip onto my phone, I'm still trying to control my breathing as I dial Ronnie's number.
"What" She answers annoyed and I roll my eyes, thankful she can't see me or she would hang up immediately.
"Who's having a party tonight?" I ask, getting straight to the point.
"No no no" She laughs into the reciever "You don't ditch us and then decide to go to a party" She laughs and I groan.
"Ronnie I'm not fucking joking now, I need to find out" I tell her annoyed and she laughs, causing the anger from Harry's attitude this morning, finding out that he's lied this whole time about his age, his rudeness and audacity to trash a house that isn't his, and his disappearance to all come flying back to me. "RONNIE!" I shout into the phone and it goes silent for a second before she sighs.
"It's this boys, Will. Listen, I take it something's happened, just be ready in 10 and we'll come and pick you up" She says softly, this is the side of her I love, this was the side of her that I got to know in the begining before she became a bitch.
"Thankyou Ronnie" I sigh into the phone and she tells me it's okay, I nod to myself before hanging up and getting a glass (one of the only ones that isn't smashed) of water. Time flies pretty quickly before 10 minutes has passed and my phones buzzes beside me, telling me that Ronnie's here. I quickly run outside to be met with her car, I'm about to climb into the back when Sophia (who is also sat in the back) stops me.
"Sit in the front" She smiles warmly towards me, I smile and give a quick nod, doing as she says. The car ride is silent for almost the whole journey, until we get to his road. You can tell it's his road because you can hear the music from inside the car!
"What's happened Lola?" Ronnie asks from beside me and I sigh, looking out the window.
"He's a fucking prick, that's what's happened. His atttude is ridiculous, he trashed my grandad's house - no, he ruined it! And has now fucking gone to a party that he refused to take me to because we can't be seen together" I say it all in one breathe and by the end of the long sentence I'm gasping for air. Ronnie pulls up outside the house and looks over at me, I like it because she doesn't look at me sympathetically, she just smirks.
"Go and show him who's boss then" She winks, and for the first time in weeks, I give her a genuine smile.
I walk into the house, feeling a little out of place as I see everybody dressed fancily, with full makeup, whereas i'm wearing the clothes I wore to school, and I most likely have mascara stained cheeks. My eyes scan over the premesis, but I can't seem to find any sort of curly haired boy.
"Lola?" I hear a voice behind me and I turn to see a smirking Zayn.
"Um hey, have you seen Harry?" I ask, I don't really like the sound of Zayn by the way that Harry and Ronnie have spoken about him, plus he tried to kill us!
"I saw him a while ago, with Marie" He smirks, he must know what he's doing. I try to hide my gasp, and i'm unsure whether it worked or not, blinking back the tears I nod, ready to leave, but his hand wraps around my wrist.
"Chat with me whilst you wait for him" he orders but I shake my head, no. I don't want to wait for him, i've hear enough.
"No it's fine, i'm just going to go" I tell him, begining to walk away again but his hand wraps tighter around my wrist causing me to wince. "Okay okay fine" I surrender, following him over to the coach.
"Now, what are you here to see Harry for my dear?" He asks quite patronisingly. I debate in my mind what to say, thinking about the lie I could make up, but then I realise that I would only lie to save Harry's Ass, and he obviously doesn't care about the outcome of his actions so why should I care about mine?
"Well Zayn, we've actually been dating for the past 3 months" I tell him and his eyes widen, causing me to smirk.
"It's bad to lie" He tells me, sounding unsure of himself though.
"Oh i'm not lying, he even told me he loved me" I smile innocently, his eyes widen even more (if that's even possible.)
"I don't believe you- oh wait, look who it is" I follow his gaze to the top of the stairs where I see what felt like my whole future crumble right in front of me. Harry's shutting a door behind him, holding hands with Marie. Both of their hair looks messy, she pulls her dress down and sorts out the strap, whereas Harry does his zipper up and runs his fingers through his hair. A tear runs down my cheek at the thought of him touching her like he touches (touched) me. His eyes rake over the crowd downstairs, which I am a part of, and they stop when they reach me, I watch as his eyes widen and face drains of colour.
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