"Girl, I couldn't believe Sandra..like doesn't it just sound insane?" My eyes rolled as I laid out the alcohol and placed them neatly on the table in front of me. Florence and I were decorating and setting up for the party tonight, one I was no longer excited for.
"Totally, aren't they like so old?" Florence asked scrunching her nose while she moved the big speaker and connecting her phone to the aux connected to it.
"Uh, yeah!"
"How are we supposed to get white girl wasted when there are going to be lawyers intruding?" She asked before laughing.
I laughed along before shaking my head, Aaron walking towards me as Florence rolled her eyes and walked away.
"I hear the lawyers are coming" he chimed before wrapping his arms around me and placing a small kiss onto my head. I looked up at him, simply nodding.
"They invited themselves" I said sighing.
"Lame, I can't even smoke my loud tonight, what a bummer"
"You need a detox anyways" I joked. I wasn't really joking though. He ruffled my hair and pulled me into a tighter hug as I whined and attempted to fix it.
Moments later I sent Sandra my address and changed my outfit into a tight yellow dress, I curled my hair and applied natural makeup with a little bit of lipgloss and before I knew it the doorbell rang.
"I think it's the old people" Florence whispered looking through the peephole. My eyes widened and my heart began to race as I stood on my tippy toes and looked through the peephole after her. Harry stood beside Susana close to the door, with his shirt halfway unbuttoned, all his tattoos showing through.
Damn.
"Girl, it's them! I just realized I can't even have a drink because I'm underage" I said huffing.
I pulled the door open and Susana smiled widely pulling me into a hug. Harry stood dumbfounded, and forced his way into the door, already making his way to the bar. "Hi" Florence waved at him, but unfortunately Harry ignored her and kept walking. Her eyebrows furrowed as more people walked in and soon enough the apartment was full.
"Please, he's just having a bad day" Susana said, waving her hand down and fanning him away. Florence and I nodded and laughed a little as she walked away and followed him to the bar alongside him.
"You weren't lying when you said he was sexy but an asshole" Florence said laughing.
"Told you so, I don't what his problem is" I shrugged.
"Olivia !" I hear my name being called in the distance as me and Florence turn around meeting Sandra. She quickly ran towards us and greeted Florence.
"It's nice to meet you!" Florence exclaimed as she pulled Sandra into a hug.
"She's so nice, unlike Mr. Styles or whatever his name is" Florence added.
Sandra and I laughed before heading over to the liquor area, music blasting and people standing around passing blunts. My eyes landed on Harry and Susana who looked as if they were having a disagreement. They both were drinking alcohol and I quickly took a shot before they had noticed me.
"What is up Harry's ass?" I asked Sandra who was glancing at them, holding a red solo cup in her hand. She slowly moved her hips to the music along with Flor who was smoking a J.
"Honestly, I don't know.. its probably their toxic marriage holding him down, when they first opened the firm and hired me, they were happy but after about two years it just went downhill.. and honestly I'm worried about it because I can't lose my job"
"Ugh, wow! They seem pretty happy most of the time though?"
"Oh please, that's just a facade..and that's how they make their money because they look like a happy married couple that solves and beats cases together!" She said sarcastically as me and Florence laughed over the loud music.
Susana's eyes landed on us as she pulled Harry along with her to join us.
"I can't be around these people much longer" Sandra mumbled scoffing and pulling Florence away. I was relieved when Mr. & Mrs. Styles hadn't noticed and proceeded to talk to me.
"Love the party!" Susana said. Harry stood next to her, looking at the inside of his cup before taking a sip. My eyes glancing at his chest that was showing through his unbuttoned shirt.
"Thank you, I'm glad you like it.. oh look my boyfr-fiancé" I slurred, Aaron walked toward me, reeking of marijuana and alcohol.
Harry's eyes glared at him as Aaron pulled me by his waist, it was about time all the alcohol was starting to kick in all of us. I could feel the tension.
"Aaron, this is Mr. & Mrs. Styles" I hiccuped.
"Please, call us Susana & Harry"
"Nice to meet you!" Aaron said smiling, he pulled his hand out to shake Susanas but when he went to shake Harry's he didn't budge or return the favor.
"Dick!" the harsh words escaped Aaron's drunken lips as me and Susana's mouth dropped open.
Harry's eyes turned a darker shade of green before he stepped firmly close to Aaron. Both of their faces very close to one another.
Oh my god. What can I possibly do to keep them from ripping each other's faces off?
Think Olivia, think.
I was praying that Susana would interfere and steer Harry away from Aaron and bring him home but unfortunately we were all too drunk to think straight.
"What did you say?" Harry's words slurred as he squeezes his hands into a tight fist, bumping chests with Aaron who wasn't bothered.
"You are a dickhead, Olivia was right!"
Damn Aaron, why you gotta put me on blast?
Harry's eyebrows furrowed as his eyes landed on me in anger.
"Is that so Olivia?" Harry asked. My heart was beating fast as a crowd began to form around us.
"Harry, lets just go home we can't make a scen-" Susana finally said.
"Shut up!" Harry growled before finally swinging his fist and punching Aaron directly in his face. Aaron fell to the floor as I met him and caressed his shoulder.
"You both really should go!" I shouted.
"Gladly" Harry spat angrily, grabbing Susana's arm and dragging her out of the door.
What the fuck just happened?
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Golden / H.S AU
FanfictionOlivia Gold is a golden hair, golden skin, free spirited artist from Arizona. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Harry Styles, an emerald eyed, curly haired man with a passion for law. Olivia takes an instant disliking to Harry and the comba...