love strings

chapter 16

   I wipe the stain off but it hesitates to leave my dress. “shit"

   ugh forget it I'm just gonna go home. i walk out of the washroom to find Liam leaning against the door frame,meddling with his phone.

   “im gonna go home now..."i inform him.

  “oh...so early?"

  “yea...whats the time anyway?"

  “its ten"he replies.

  “that's not early.."i raise an eyebrow at him.

  “normally these parties go on till 4 in the morning, sometimes all night long...so yea ten is way too early for us"

   “oh okay ...but i gotta be home by 10:30 so I'll be leaving now..."i smile at him.

   “and can you please tell me where on earth is the front door..so that i don't get lost here?"

   “its just down this corridor... and take a right..."he's got a nice smile.

   “okay thank you..."

  “come on I'll walk you.."he offers. i smile at him to agree...i really need someone to keep me company...

  

   He talks about his  girlfriend who's in America. She's a fashion designer,a successful one that too. The way he talked about her was very sweet. He told me that they had met in a bar where she was drunk and harry tried to kiss her but she slapped him right across his face which made him really angry...but somehow liam and she ended up together in a park at the end of the night.

   why does Harry have to be there in every scene...?

   Though the walk to the door was short it felt a mile longer. I got to know so many things about him. Most of it was about his girlfriend but i didn't mind. He seemed really into her. And he also told me that He, naill and Louis live here together with 4 other guys whose names i don't seem to remember.

    “okay i talked too much about me...whats your story...?"he asks.

   “There's no story...I've lived here in London from when i was 5 but my parents are American....i mean my mom's from Alaska and um...my uh..my dad's from Washington. I've never been to such parties my whole life...and yea i don't believe in soul mates and shit...end of story"i smile .

    “wow..that's one long story eh?" he jokes.

   “yea i don't happen to have a very adventurous life now,do i?" i chuckle.

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**Harry's-POV**

  I feel my throat burn as the vodka runs through it. My veins buzz making my head spin a little.

   I'm seated at the bar counter. i saw kat run through the crowd and the next minute she was nowhere to be seen. I wanted to tell her how damn beautiful she looked in that red dress but had to calm my shit down because i liked being ‘the irritating one' like she calls me. It's different with kat...i mean normally i wouldn't fumble over my own thoughts before telling a girl how sexy or beautiful she looked...up until now it was as easy as breathing. but with kat...you never know what her reaction would be.

   My mind is buzzing as i gulp another drink down my soar throat. And the more i drink the more i think about kat and her red dress....her blond hair...her breathtaking smile..her annoyed expression when i make fun of her..her cherry pink lips..her cherry pink lips on mine...

    whow....I'm really drunk,aren't i?

   I try to stand up straight but trip over my own feet but thankfully i don't fall or i swear I'd get my face broken.  I have got to tell kat how i feel. I want her more than anything. I want her close to me.