Loved You First (HARRY STYLES)

Part 3

Harry POV

Where could she possibly be? I've been driving around town for an hour now looking for Paige but still no signs of her. I know I shouldn't have agreed with my parents to look for her but there's something pushing me to do so. Its past midnight and her parents are worried, even I. If paparazzi would recognize my car, I'd be in a goddamn tabloid first thing in the morning, but now's not the time to be worrying about that. I feel responsible why she left, maybe if I treat her nicely the night could have ended well. I should stop blaming her that I became miserable when she left, its not her fault she doesn't feel the same for me. I just don't understand why, I gave her everything. All of me. The clues are everywhere, but she still doesn't get it.

I've already search every corner, every streets but no Paige. I move a little further from Holme's till I reach a house. A fucking frat house with a bunch of college kids having party. Its impossible for her to be inside, Paige and party just don't go together. She's never been to a party before, well I don't know in New York. There's certainly a lot of things you dont know about her now, says the voice in my head. My instinct tells me I could fine her here but as much as I wanted to go inside, I can't. I'm not covered enough, people will recognize me. Drawing attention is the last thing I want to happen tonight. But what if she's there?, my innerself tells me. I groan out of frustration. I start to think of a strategy to get inside without being noticed. A hooded jacket, glasses and a baseball cap should do the trick. Get inside, search for her and get out as fast as you can, thats the plan, my innerself says.

The house is big, Paige could be anywhere. Worst part is the party's fullpacked and the people here are familiar, probably from HighSchool.

"Watch it." a girl said when I bumped into her. Its hard to look for something with your head down.

"Sorry." I said blankly moving past her.

"Wait." she grabs my arm and I jerked. Shit. Maybe she recognize me. I tried to fix my hood as she stood infront of me.

"Do I know you?" she asked, trying to look at my face. I turned my back on her.

"Definitely no." I say as I hurried to move away. Thank God she didn't follow me.

I've already searched everywhere, every damn room in this fucking house, but no Paige. I started to leave when I heard two guys talking.

"Where did she go?" the guy asks to the other.

"I don't know man, that bitch will pay for this." the other guy hissed. I've got a strange feeling the one I'm looking for and who they're talking about is the same.

"Do you know her?"

"No, she ran away but I'll surely remember her when I'll see her again."

"Atleast you get to touch her." My blood begins to heat up when I heard those words.

Calm down Styles,you dont want to make a scene now don't you?, my innerself reminded me.

"She's hot dude. Those tits where amazing" Fuck. I can't take it anymore. I storm to my car before I could do something I'll regret later.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cursed when I get inside the car. If I haven't stoped myself those bastard would be rolling on the floor by now. I'm not even sure who their talking about, but the possesive part inside of me says its Paige. As frustrating as it is I continued to drive along the neighborhood till I found her. That's gotta be her, there maybe things I don't know about her now but her body is one thing I'm so familiar with.

The words from the guy's mouth started to replay on my mind when I look at her, even from behind she looks sexy. Those ass and those legs, shit. I should have punched myself first, knowing where this dirty mind would lead me. I shake off my thoughts and focus on my mission. Which is, to bring her home. Who in the right mind would be walking down the street in this hour? Paige, my innerself answered. She stopped when she notice my car following her. I rolled down the window so she could see me.