Crave {h.s}

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Mila

     Harry's family worked so it was just him and lounging around the house today trying to catch up with the time change. We had plans to meet his friend "Hero". I assumed that was a nickname but Harry assured me that his real name is indeed Hero. We were going for drinks and well whatever else happened so Harry of course was in black skinnies, boots, and a luxurious button down, while I was just in black skinnies, a black sheer body suit with a black bra underneath, and a pair of red ankle boots. My hair was curled ever so slightly and my makeup was neutral. We decided to get a car to the bar since we knew we would be drinking. Harry and I stood at the bar until I felt Harry nudge me as he shifted his gaze and stood up straight. My eyes followed his as I saw who I assumed was Hero. Harry is a gorgeous man. He looks like he was carved by the Gods themselves but Hero was right there with him. He had a smug confident look plastered on his face as his movements seemed to be in slow motion as he walked towards us. "Hero!" Harry exclaimed as they pulled each other in for a hug. When they pulled apart Hero shifted his gaze to me. He held his hand out towards me and I took it in mine. When I did he tugged me closer to him. "Hero. Nice to meet you" he said in a thick deep voice that was laced with an accent that sounded very different from Harry's. I swallowed harshly before finally managing to speak. "I'm Mila" I said softly and he chuckled. "She's a looker mate" he smiled to Harry as I felt my cheeks flush. "Calm down you're making her nervous" he responded as we sat at a table near the bar and the drinks started to flow. I knew I was getting drunk when I felt a hand on each of my thighs as I realized one was Harry's and the others was Hero's. "So basically I've just been working doing some modeling a little acting but nothing like being a CEO" Hero and Harry talked and I chimed in every once in a while. "Ah yeah. Being a CEO isn't all it's cracked up to be. You end up falling for your partners daughter" Harry smirked as they both looked at me as I sucked on the straw in my drink. "Wait what? Me?" I asked and they both burst into laughter. "I'm gonna go to the toilets I'll be back" Harry spoke as he slid out of his chair and slunk down the hallway to the bathrooms. "Styles treat ya well?" He asked and I smiled. "Of course he does. He's the best I couldn't ask for anymore" I smiled softly as I felt the vodka drumming through my veins. "Bet the both of us could really spoil you" he nearly whispered in my ear as his hand slid higher up my thigh. "I... I'm uhh" was all I managed to get out before I saw Harry's boots appear back under the table and I sat up straight in my seat looking at him as he pulled on his lower lip with his index finger and thumb. "Let's get out of here ya?" He spoke as his eyes became darker and Hero agreed. Hero paid the tab as we walked out to the car parked waiting for us and the cold air made me feel even more drunk than I did in the bar. "So Mila" Harry spoke and I turned to meet his glazed over eyes. "Hero's my oldest and best mate... I thought maybe we could do what we've talked about with him" he spoke in a serious tone and I stood there stunned. "You mean?" I asked and he nodded. "He's a clean guy. I've done it with him before.. I mean not like together but you know what I mean. Party days" he spoke and I felt my knees buckle. "I know we talked about it with Zayn but I don't trust him" he spoke and I nodded. "I don't know if I'm just fairly drunk or if looking at you two is like looking at the sexiest twins but I am willing to give it a try" I spoke as Harry popped a dimpled smile. "I wondered why you were ok with his hand on my thigh" I chuckled and he just sucked his lower lip between his teeth. "Oh that was nothing baby" I heard Hero say against the side of my ear as he wrapped his arm around my waist.