I walk up to Malicais house and knock on the door. He opens it.
"Hey!"
"Hi."
"Come in!"
He is shirtless, and in swim shorts, he told me to bring a swimsuit. Now I'm assuming why.
"You look great."
"Thanks. You look....wet?" We laugh.
"Here can I get you anything?" He says taking me into his kitchen.
"I got Tequila." He raised an eyebrow at me.
I think for a second.
"You know what. Yes."
"Here I like to mix it with White Claw. Wanna try some?"
"Ya."
He mixes me a drink and hands it too me. He takes me out to the back deck and I slip off my dress so I'm in my swimsuit. And get in his hot tub. I remember the first time I went to Harry's. His hot tub.
"So Anna."
"Malicai."
"How long you been working with Cameras."
"Professionally, 5 years."
He smiles. And moves over next to me.
"Sh*t, you like your drink?"
I look over and it was almost gone.
"Ya...ya I guess. I say laughing."
"Anna..."
"Malicai."
"Can I be honest with you for a second?"
"S...sure."
"Your beautiful."
I smile and look down. I've been here for 10 minutes. 10 minutes. I stop thinking. I must be drunk. I have to be drunk. F*ck Anna your drunk. I close my eyes.
"Malicai."
"Anna?"
"How....how strong was that drink?"
"It was Teqilla and White Claw Anna, that Sh*ts F*cking strong."
"Oh..." I start laughing.
"Anna...."
"Yes Baby."
He hesitates at first.
"Are you ok?"
"Mhm."
See the thing about alcohol is you don't think. You make decisions to regret, badly. Very very badly. Like I did.
"Are you sure."
"Yes I'm fine."
"Come on let's go watch a movie."
I nod and we get out, he hands me a towel. I dry off and we walk inside. He walks me upstairs to his bed.
"What do you want to watch."
"Surprise me." I fall onto his bed. I had changed already, I'm now wearing Jeans and a loose T-shirt. He pick something. I don't know what he picked though. My dumb a*s was drunk. He lays down and starts watching the movie.
"You don't drink much do you." I ignore him. But the answer was no. Not at all.
"Can I be honest."
"Mhm."
"I really want to kiss you right now."
I make more stupid decisions by crawling on top of him.
"Anna."
I take a hold of his face and Kiss him. I F*cking Kiss him. He grabs my thighs and squeezes me tight kissing me back.
"I want more tequila, baby." I say.
"No... no no no. Your too drunk."
"I'm fine." I say kissing him again.
His hands slide Higher. A trigger for my dumb, drunk self. I sit up and pull off my shirt, fall back down kissing him again.
"Anna."
His hands move up into my hair. I heard my phone buzz but ignored it. It rang and I just stopped.
His hand moves to the back of my bra.
"Go ahead." I whisper.
"Are you...are you sure. I give a slight nod kissing him again. That's where I blank. That's where I forget what happens. Not it all. Just a certain point. Someone bangs on the door.
"Be right back." He hops off of me. Throws a towel around himself and walks out. I follow. I'm still half drunk. Still very confused on what's going on. I stand and I'm naked. No. No no f*cking now. I grab my dress and throw it over me I start walking downstairs.
"Where is she!" Someone yells. A familiar voice.
"I..."
"Malicai where the F*ck is she."
I walk down.
"Baby..."
"Babe, go upstairs." Malicai calls.
I managed to make out Harry. Harry. F*cking Harry. He has pushed Malicai up to the wall. His eyes move from me, to Malicai, back to me. He lets go. And walks away.
"Harry?" I say. Shuddering.
"He stops."
"Anna are you drunk?"
He walks up to me, he sees I'm not wearing a bra.
"Anna your f*cking drunk and he F*cked you?!" He yells
I start crying.
"Anna grab your f*cking sh*t were leaving, you can get your car tomorrow when you sober!" He says I run upstairs and grab my clothes that were spread out on the floor. And run down. He grabs my hand and takes me too his car. I get in.
"Anna what happened."
I start crying.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry Cherry I'm not mad at you."
"No but you need to be. It was me! It was me Harry!" I scream.
"Baby calm down."
"Don't call me that."
I start crying.
"Harry...you...you don't understand..."
"Baby...we weren't even dating."
"Stop calling me that."
"Why?"
"Because I called him Baby. I F*cking called him baby, he F*cked me and I let him Harry."
"Cherry, your drunk. We'll talk about this later."
"Harry stop. I'm Anna."
"Your my Cherry, your Baby,"
"Harry I called him baby, I kissed him, I f*cked some random guy before I even undressed infront of you."
He didn't say anything. I could tell it hurt him.
"Anna your drunk."
"Harry I don't deserve nick names from you right now. I'm Annalise. Call me Annalise."
I cry.
He starts singing softly to me.
"Put a price on emotion...looking for something to buy..."
I cry. I just cry as he sings.
You really messed up Annalise.
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Oh Anna//H.S(Book 1)
FanfictionAnnalise Walker is a photographer. And very good one, so good that Harry Styles wants a photo shoot from her. But what will happen if one wants more than the flirtationship they have formed. (Soft Harry Fanfic.) A/N: SPELLING ERRORS