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thirteen

"harry, stop." zayn says annoyed.

it was saturday night and zayn's friends were throwing a party. which zayn dragged harry out to. harry didn't really want to come. he and liam weren't as chatty since the drama between them kind of died down after his apology, and harry didn't really know zayn's other friends.

so he was just kinda there. there was a few people that he knew, but he wasn't close to them. harry tried to get louis to come along, but louis was having a date night with niall. they were still in a little honeymoon phase, so he'd been spending a lot of time with him.

harry was beginning to act like a brat because he wanted to leave, and zayn was being stubborn. zayn had drove them here, so obviously zayn was his ride home. he didn't want to walk home. it was too far anyways.

why couldn't they just leave?!

"no, i wanna leave." harry whines.

"why can't you just have fun? you like parties." zayn says. harry rolls his eyes.

"yeah, with people i know."

"go make some new friends then." zayn tells him.

"i don't want to." harry says stubbornly. zayn rolls his eyes this time, gripping the wall.

"harry, seriously. why can't you just let me enjoy some time with my friends." zayn says, glaring at harry.

"you did, so can we go now?" harry says sassily. zayn clenches his jaw.

"we've barely been here an hour and you're bitching at me. we're glued together all the time, and the one time i want to go do something fun with my friends, you wanna ruin it." zayn hisses.

"sorry, that i don't like hanging around with your lame ass, pot head friends!" harry grits out. zayn glares daggers at him.

"i'm tired of hearing your mouth, you either shut the fuck up and enjoy the party or fucking walk home for all i care!" zayn growls before turning and storming away from harry. harry stumps his feet, growling in zayn's direction like an angry toddler.

if zayn wanted him to enjoy the party, oh, he was going to enjoy it all right. and he was going to make it hell for zayn.

~

two hours later, and plenty of alcohol consumed, harry was pissed drunk. and a drunk harry, is definitely a social harry. he started vibing with everyone. he was having conversations with everyone, dancing, running around like everybody else and acting a complete fool.

he had practically forgotten about his stupid boyfriend being a stubborn douche and was actually having fun. although his head was swirling, the room was spinning, and it felt like he was underwater.

he was definitely way more wasted than he intended to get.

but he was having fun. that what his stupid boyfriend told him to do right? harry made quite a few friends whom he didn't even know if he would remember after tonight or if they would even remember him, but hey, a friend is a friend, and fun is fun. and a stupid boyfriend is a stupid boyfriend.

okay, maybe even in harry's drunken state, he was still mad and he hasn't forgotten about zayn yelling at him.

harry wasn't thinking about that once he was pulled out on to the make shift dance floor by two dudes who were equally as drunk and started dancing with him. one in the back and one in front of harry. harry laughs as the song sensual seduction by snoop dog comes up.

without a thought in mind, he starts to grind his ass against the guy behind him, who in turn grabs his hips as they get into the music. it was really just for the sake of letting loose, but that's not how zayn sees it as he walks back into the room, pushing through people to look for harry.

he pauses when he sees harry dancing on some random guy with his ass pressed against his crotch. he wasn't even just a random guy, zayn knew this guy and they were actually friends and he dared have his arms around zayn's boyfriend. zayn is fuming. he clenches his fists, marching towards the two like a raging bull, and rougly snatches harry out of the guy's grip.

"what- zayn, we- we were just having fun!" the guy yells, they are definitely not friends anymore.

"touch him again and i'll break your jaw." he growls, before dragging harry away. harry is giggling.

"whoa, someone is angry." harry snickers.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" zayn asked angrily as they reached his car outside. harry crosses his arms, stumbling backwards to support his weight against the side of the car.

"y-you told me to have fun." harry slurred.

"i said enjoy yourself, not go act like a classless whore!" zayn growls. harry glares at him.

"i was having fun just like-e you said to, so you can- can kiss my ass!"

zayn growls grabbing harry's arm and opening the door.

"get your ass in the car, we're leaving." zayn says walking to the other side.

"if we would've left earlier this would never happen!" harry yelled at him. zayn grits his teeth

"shut the fuck up and get in the car." zayn tells him. harry shakes his head, crossing his arms.

"i-i'm not leaving now." harry slurs sassily, refusing to get in. zayn slams his hand down on the roof of the car, storming back over to harry and picking him up.

"we're leaving harry!" he yells, trying to put harry in the car. harry kicks his legs and punches at zayn's back.

"get off of me you fucking douche!" harry screams. zayn growls and instead he opens the door to the back seat and throws harry in there, slamming the doors closed before getting in the driver seat. "i hate you!" harry kicks at the back of his seat as zayn drives away. "you douche bag, you're such a fucking prick and i hate you!" harry yells.

"shut up!" zayn yells. harry covers his face as he lies in the back seat, sniffling.

"y-you're an asshole, you're so mean to me all the time. i hate you, you a-asshole." harry cries, and slurs drunkenly. he had no idea what he's saying but he's wasted and angry at zayn.

zayn is quiet the rest of the way to his house.

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