Fresh Off the Runway

Chapter 2. waiting game

Song for this chapter: Waiting Game - Banks (I listen to these songs as i write so yeah)

The ARIAS was like every other awards giving event just in my home town Sydney Australia, Elle seemed to enjoy it enough, she would squeal when someone she liked walked past I swear if she wasn't a model I think she would be the ruler of a fandom. During One Direction's performance of steal my girl  eleanor was going crazy next to me singing along to the repetitive song, I swore I caught Harry smirking at me, and I don't think i was the only one that noticed Elle tugged on my arm and swore profusely. I will never hear the end of this. 

Of course Elle insited we go to 'insiders' celebration I wanted nothing more than to just go home. "Come on Ri it will be fun, plus the drinks are free" I huffed in defeat "fine". Elle could hardly contain her excitement as we entered the over sized mansion and immediately rushed over to the food table to meet that Australian band 5sos I think it was? Where as I dodged the food table and headed straight towards the bar, to get through this party I needed to down a couple of shots. As the dizziness of alchohol on an empty stomach settled I felt a hard arm snake skillifully around my waist effectively turning me around, “Why does every guy think they can grab my ass” I spat as swatted away his hand, which had settled on my curve. He chuckled at my attempts to remove myself as I struggled to meet his dark gaze which I  know was focused on me. 

"Dance with me." he spoke in a demanding voice.

I didn't have time to respond before he tugged me away from my spot and onto the dance floor. Harry's large hand was placed on the small of my back which casued our close proximity. Due to my intoxicated state, I mindlessly swayed my hips to the beat of music earning a moan from Harry, this could be fun. I turned around in Harry's grip so that my firm ass pushed against his now hardening groin teasing him. Then just like that I realised myself from his grip and strutted over to Zayn to introduce myself, leaving Harry shocked with a bulge that needed to be taken care of. 

"Hi I'm Adriana, you must be Zayn" i purred 

Zayn pulled me into a warm embrace which gave me the opportuntiy to smell his delightfull cologne, "Ralph lauren, nice choice"

"Why thankyou Adriana you look stunning as always, i'd love to continue our conversation another time though. You see I think Harry over there might kill me if I don't walk away, talk to you later Ri". Zayn voice is orgasmic, did I just? alchohol does not like me. 

Harry, finally coming out of his state of shock made his way over to the dark corner I was in and pinned me against the wall and encouraged my hand around his neck.

"Your a little tease Ri" He groaned whilst tugging on his curls.

"You seem a little tense Haz" I giggled and purposely brushed my fingers against his prominant bulge.

Before he withdrew his lips pressed to the spot just above my collarbone, damn this boy knows how to find a sweet-spot. My eyes fluttered closed and I gripped his neck tighter, running my fingers through his locks. I released a gasp as he forced his hips to mine and lightly ground them. A deep chuckle vibrated in his chest. I had never experienced this kind of forcefullness before, apparently it was obvious.

"Adriana, your so....innocent" he smirked "I like that"

His dark gaze travelled down to my chest, taking advantage of his towering hieght he indulged in the veiw down my top. I slightly flinched as he took his time to run his warm hands down my sides and in my drunken state I fell slightly foward into his grip. Hot breath trickled down the nape of my neck as he emitted another low moan from the back of his throat, Harry apparently finding pleasure in my breasts firmly pushing to his tight torso. 

"Adriana?" I heard someone call.

"Let me go Harry" I struggled in his firm grasp.

He dipped his head once again and sucked harshly, I fisted the front of his button up between my fingers; the pain intesified as his teeth grazed the skin which was followed by a number of sloppy kisses. 

"Now everyone can see your mine" he smirked, seeming pround of the mark he had left on my skin.

"Give me your phone" I passed him my phone and stood silently as harry typed in his number. A beep sounded seconds later and I realised he had texted himself to get my number. What is going on.

"RI!!" it was Eleanor making her way over. 

"Oh hi Harry I'm Elle" she swooned "Hello Elle" he greeted warmly his focus still on me. 

"We have to go Ri" 

"Ok, Bye harry" 

And with that I stumbled away with my best friend making sure to sway my steps for Harry, who I knew was watching. 

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What if the way we started made it something cursed from the start