Mattys POV
I woke up, biggest headache i could imagine. I had barely seen Harper last night but from what i did see she looked hot as usual. I noticed Harry and Luke had taken their girls out basically as soon as they arrived and after that i didnt really see them. I hung around with Zayne and Ash for most of the night, Niall leaving to somewhere about an hour in. But i was out of it by 12 and dont really remember getting myself to bed.
I sat at the bench, looking up an old car online and still feeling slightly drunk. Niall came out from the couch room about an hour later as i started getting hungry.
"Where did you get to last night big boy?" I asked him
He smiled sheepishly. "Ahhh who was the lucky girl?" I asked, winking at him
"That girl you introduced ages ago. She came in and got tats today. Harper." My smile dropped and i turned around so he couldnt see my anger. "Her blow jobs are a new level of heaven. It's another fucking world with her man." He smiled shaking his head
"Did you fuck her?" I asked, fuming.
He looked taken aback but nodded. I clenched my jaw to stop from yelling and pushed my nails into my palms.
"Mate, what's up?" He asked, placing the milk on the bench.
I looked him dead in the eye. "I'm fucking her, you asshole."
He looked at me slightly shocked and i saw a flicker of fear in his eyes. Good, i thought.
"Did she let you? Like did she say anything about me?" I asked, furious.
"Mate no. I swear. I wouldnt'a done it if i knew." He said, clearly worried what i would do. I wanted badly to cave in his scull but for once in my life my brain thought first and it told me that Harper would never trust me again if she knew how easily i lost control. And Harper's trust and basically all of her, was all that i wanted right now. I unclenched my fists and closing my eyes i blew out a shit load of breaths before i looked back at him.
"Did you guys talk?"
"Nah. I mean, i flirted to get her up there but all we did was fuck after that."
"Good."
We silently made ourselves bowles of cerial, and ate in silence. the spoons scarping against the bowles the only noise.
"Do you like her?" Niall asked
I sighed, surprised he had held of for so long. "I am not admitting it. because i know i'm not good for'er." He nodded his understanding, rinsing his bowel and grabbing his keys.
"I'm gonna get to work. Tell Ash to come when he wakes up, i think he might still be outside on the grass. And mate, i'm sorry about your girl. It wont happen again."
"She's not my girl. Do whatever you want."
He nodded awkwardly and headed out the door quietly, and then, not knowing what else to do, i shot up and passed out.
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Harry's POV
It's about two weeks away from Christmas and i have no fucking idea what to buy Kat. I heard that, after the party last weekend, Niall and Harper had been hanging out and he even told me he had bought her a christmas present and they hardly even knew each other. He said he bought her a black box present. whatever that means.
But I had been dating Kat for months and felt like a pile of shit for not having anything. Today, however, Niall had promised to come to walmart with me to look for something. I had been saving up because i wanted to spend money on her as she never accepted my compiments so i didnt really have a budget. In the car, we decided on Jewellery. A safe option. I knew she wore earings and necklaces alot but never had many bracelts so that was our focus. A bracelet.
We literlly went into 4 different jewellers but all of them took one glance at us, two tattoo'd 20 year olds, and told us to leave for fear we had bombs but then a young man, i reckon who was gay, showed us to a bracelt section. They were all pretty intense. Silver incrusted with diamonds, rubys and garnets. all bullshit in my opinion. But then i saw it.
Simple, rose gold, no unnecesary diamonds or glitter. Just a simple gold bracelet. The assisant, Marcel, told me it was Cartier. A cartier Love brecelet. Sounds perfect. Niall agreeded straight away and suddenly i wished christmas was already here so that i could see the smile light up her face. Brighter then any fucking christmas tree.
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Time to get out
HumorHarper Murphy, Kat McChilli and Stephanie Louie are three best friends. They finally get out, finally leave the place that never really felt like home and together they make a new home and with the help of some tattooed boys, everything changes. But...