Little Things (H. S AU)

02. Mischief and Dirty Dancing.

Harry's POV

I get off school after my little encounter with Hannah. I may have come off as an asshole, but that is just how I am around girls. Its only 7 o'clock when I pull up in front of Luke's house. I walked past all of the already drunk teenagers, who, we all know, are trying to drink away the stress of being a fucked up teenager with girl problems. I am interuptted from my thoughts when a tap os felt on my shoulder and i turn around to meet to visibly drunk seniors.

"Hey, Haz." I cringe as my nickname falls from the blonde girl's lips, imagining how it would sound much better if Hannah said it.

I just plastered a fake smile on my face and looked around the house until I see her. The beautiful brunette with iclating blue eyes and a perfect body. The one who thinks I am a complete asshole. I couldn't help but stare at her as the girls kept on babbling about God knows what.

"Sorry, girls. My girlfriend just got here so you'll have to excuse me. Bye."

"Bye Harry. But just remember. We're up for anything!" The brunette winked at me and I visibly cringed.

I make my way over to Hannah and her friend, Natasha, Natalie, I don't know. All that matters to me is the fucking beautiful brunette standing next to her. Tonight, Hannah decided to mess with me and wear a tight ass black sparkly dress with a really fucking low V-neck. Jesus.

Once I'm right behind her, I place my hands on her hips and whisper in her ear.

"I told you I would be seeing you tonight." I smirked as I started kissing down her neck and I felt goosebumps form on her arms as I did this.

"Fuck off, Harry. What the hell do you want?!" She spoke over the music.

"You." I replied smirking, knowing that her eyes would widen army remark. Sure enough, they did.

"Cut the shit Harry. I told you, I didn't want to see you this weekend. I'm having fun with my friends and I don't need you to ruin that. Why don't you go find some desperate slut to dance with?"

"Come on, Hannah. One dance and I will leave you alone." I practically beg.

"I'm not going to dance with you Harry, its a waste of my time. I am here with Nicole and James." My jaw clenched at the name of the sick bastard.

She deserves way better than that son of a bitch.. if only she would realize it. I pulled Hannah closer to me, but she just jerked out of my grip and out of sight.

Hannah's POV

"Its a waste of my time Harry. I'm here with Nicole and James."

With those words, Harry's Jaw clenched and his eyes turned a dark green. He pulled me closer to him, tightening his grip. I jerked my hand out of his and left him standing alone. I couldn't help as my curiosity got the best of me.

"Speaking of which, where is James? I haven't seen him sense I went to get a drink with Nicole." I tried looking above all of the heads bobbing up and down to the stupid pop remix that was playing. These people seriously do not know what music is. 

"I need to know where he is." I whined. I swear I could have pushed home against the wall if I wanted to. But before I could say or do anything else, I felt a warm hand on my back then lower to my ass. My breath hitched in my throat at the odd sensation.

"God dammit Harry just leave me the fuck alone!!" I yelled shoving him to the side causing him to stumble a bit. I scurried away into the crowd of dancing teens looking for James.

Once I finally got out of Harry's death grip, I searched all over whoever's house this was for my boyfriend.

'Where could he have gone?' I wondered.

I turned just in time to catch a very hammered Nicole before she stumbled right into me. I kept craning my head around trying to find him while a very drunk Nicole was going on about drugged up bastards asking for blowjobs.

I finally acknowledged her presence as I asked her if she had seen the football player anywhere.

"Nah, oh wait, he might have goooone upstairs." She slurred, confirming my 'she is gonna have a massive hangover tomorrow' assumptions.

I followed her instructions and went up the stairs of this massive house. Seriously, who lives here? The Queen of England? My thoughts came to a halt when I heard an oddly familliar voice coming from the bedroom next to me.

I opened the door, because people are to drunk to lock it, and I came into view of a very naked James on top of a moaning Brooke.

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A/N oooooo cliffhanger on the second chapter.

This is it guys!!! It's here!! Chapter 02 of Little Things! Hope you guys like it. We promise that it will get more insane. This is just the party.

O just you wait for tonight cuz we are doing a TRIPLE FUCKING UPDATE!!

(Ok, HT here, I changed Louis to Luke because you will see the sass master from Doncaster come into play later. Lol)

-HH. x