Adore You [H.S]

37 // Babygirl

a/n : here's a fun game...before you read this chapter, try to guess why it's called babygirl 😁😁😁

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"Lils, I mean this in the nicest way possible," Jess begins to say just before we take our seats inside Willy, "but why are you all of a sudden wearing red lipstick? You've always said you hated the way it looked on you."

"I don't know," I lie with a shrug, "But it's kind of growing on me."

"It looks really good," she compliments. "Red is definitely your color."

That was the reason I began wearing it. Harry told me it looked good on me.

Now, I know, I shouldn't care one bit what a guy's opinion of me is—no matter who he is. But when the compliment came from Harry, it meant something a little more.

"Thanks," I smile brightly.

Jess and I join Harry inside William, and Jess starts the car up, preparing to head to Jackson's house to pick him up.

Because Jess was such the party type and would probably be drunk within the first 10-20 minutes of being there, either Jackson or I would be the designated driver.

"Hey baby," Jess greets Jackson as he takes his seat next to her in the front passenger chair. I cringe at their public display of affection and shake my head, closing my eyes.

"Where are we going, my love?" Jackson asks as he shuts his door.

Jess puts the car into drive and backs out of the driveway leading up to Jackson's parents' house, speeding down the street.

After a very long—and affection-filled—car ride, we arrived at the club. A line of people wrapped around the side of the building, extending all the way down the street.

"I'll drop you guys off here. Jackson and I will go find a place to park then join you guys in line," Jess explains, flipping on her blinker.

Before I even get the chance to protest, she's pulling over to the curb outside of the club. All eyes from the line are on us as Jess ushers us to get out of the car.

I shoot Harry a concerned look and he nods to the door, gesturing for me to get out.

"Oh," I mutter, quickly exiting the car, realizing he was okay with it.

Harry and I exit the car and a few girls gasp loudly in the line.

"Harry? Is that you?" One asks frantically.

Harry smiles and waves in their direction and they squeal.

"I love you," They say without hesitation.

He blows them a kiss and waves once again. Jess drives off and we prepare to walk to the back of the line before we hear the bouncer shouting at us.

"Hey! You two want in?"

Harry turns to me and smirks, showing what his obvious answer was.

He places a hand on the small of my back and leads me to the entrance of the club where the bouncer let us in, skipping the line.

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"I'm going to go get us some drinks," Harry says to me over the loud music, "Want anything?"

"No. I think I'm going to be the driver tonight," I tell him loudly. I hold him by the shoulder, directing his attention to Jess and Jackson across the large room, both with drinks in hand.

"I can drive us all home," he offers, turning back to face me.

"No, that's okay," I say, shaking my head vigorously.