London Eye

Chapter 1: Kiss You

My name is Violette Miller. Im 20 years old and my brother is Niall Horan (we have different dads). My brother's best friends, Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, and Louis Tomlinson, all treat me like their little sister. They are super protective. Although sometimes the guys tell me Harry likes me. Which is weird because he is Harry Styles. I mean isn't that every girls dream? To have Harry Styles like you?

Well anyways tonight my brother was having a party for the guys fourth album, FOUR. Everyone they knew were going to be there. Louis' girlfriend Natalie Hunt, Zayn's girlfriend Riley Anderson, Ed Sheeran, and more.

There was going to be drinking, dancing, and karaoke, even the boys singing some songs from their new album. I was invited but i guess living in that house was an inventation itself.

The party started at 6 so i started getting ready at 5. I changed into high wasted shorts and a white camisole with white converse high-tops and a black lace choker necklace. I curled my hair a little to make it look wavy and than at 5:45 i went downstairs to help niall get ready for the party.

We set out snacks and got out kegs of beer and bottles of vodka, wine, rum, etc. At 5:55 Harry, Louis, Natalie, and Liam showed up. Zayn is always late. The guys and Natalie and I helped clean and set up.

Zayn and Riley arrived at 6:10. Everyone started showong up at 6:30 7ish. I had my first drink at around 7:30 because Harry offered a beer to me.

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Harry POV

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I have always liked Violette since we were 19 and i went to her 19th birthday party. Tonight was my chance to get her to like me back if she hadnt already.

I offered her a beer at around 7:30. My plan was to get her drunk so i could tell her i liked her and hopefully she'd forget it.

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The party got a little crazier and I got a little drunker. Before I knew it everyone was on the dance floor dancing to don't stop the party by pitbull. Violette was grinding on me and I was moving with her movements.... she turned around and I kept thrusting as she stood in front of me dancing with her red solo cup in the air.

She stopped dancing and i did too, confused.

"Come with me." She wispered in my ear, slurring her words.

She grabbed my wrist and dragged me upstairs towards her room. What the hell was she doing? Oh, yeah, she was drunk. She pulled me in her room and closed the door and locked it.

"I love you, Harry." She slurred her words.

"No you dont Violette. Your drunk, you dont mean it. Lets go back downstairs." I grabbed her wrist and tugged her a bit but she snatched her hand away and set her red solo cup on the nightstand in her room.

"Harry!" She slurred my name. She began kissing me. I tried to get her off because this wasnt right. Not when she was drunk. The taste of achoal filled my mouth and violette began taking off her shirt. I knew she was getting tired. She stopped taking off her shirt when it was around her neck and she was really tired. She fell asleep and knock me on the ground with her.

On the way down i hit my head on the nightstand, which knocked me out. She layed on top of me with her shirt half off.