-Day 3: 9:42 PM-

*Harry’s POV*

So London was cold, as usual, so we decided spend our two week break in Florida. Panama beach was rumored to have a pretty rocking party- along with free beer. Ha, now Louis didn’t have to sneak the liquor. We’ve talked around, and people had said nobody would be checking ID, so we were pretty lucky.

There were a few people there, asking for pictures, so we did take some with them. Thankfully the people seemed more interested in the beer and partying than meeting One Direction. It didn’t take long before Zayn got hammered. He was actually pretty funny to watch when drunk. He was usually the shy one out of us all, but he did some pretty stupid stuff when he got intoxicated.

I was ignoring him though. I was getting pretty buzzed myself, and I, being the Harry Styles I was, wanted a girl. I was dancing to the throbbing music, crowded by many bodies. I done lost my lads, but I didn’t care. Many girls came and go, but I wanted somebody. My eyes landed on a redhead dancing alone, holding a red cup high as she smiled, and shaking her nicely rounded hips.

Before I knew what I was doing, I found myself walking towards her. I took her by the waist. She looked up at me, a huge smile plastered on her face. She may have been intoxicated, but she was doing a good job at hiding it. She put a free arm around my neck as I pressed her against me. Together we danced, but it soon escalated to a heavy snogging session.

American girls were so much different than European girls. They held so much more confidence than them. Honestly, I was liking it, and I was getting turned on pretty bad. I felt my hands travelling down her bare back to the shorts she was wearing and grabbing her arse. “I want you so bad…” My voice was husky as I whispered in her ear and started kissing on her neck.

A small moan escaped through her throat, so low that only I could hear. I bit the underside of her ear. Her hands fell into my hair, roughly grabbing as she pulled my head back. A feisty one. I liked that. She crashed her lips onto mine, my mouth opening as she slipped her tongue through, taking control. The heat of our bodies were melting into each other.

“Please…” I begged.

“Your place.” She murmured in my ear, her voice sounding like an angel through my drunken mind. I grabbed her hand, not wanting to lose her. I pushed my way through the crowd and made the walk toward the hotel the boys and I were staying at. We picked a pretty good hotel, considering. We decided to stay here for the night in case we were too plastered to drive home. Ha… I could care less about that now. I reached into my pants pocket, sliding the key card. I opened the door and I barely made two steps inside before the girl turned me around and threw herself at me.

I felt myself get pushed onto the bed. She was the type to take control, eh? I was liking this. She climbed on top of me, our faces coming together into another snogging session. My shirt got tugged over my head. My desire for her was burning hotter than a flame. I threw her off of me, I climbed on top of her, kissing and biting the side of her neck.

Lust was a powerful thing and I knew the two of us were under a heavy dose of it. Oh man did I want to destroy her. I could tell she wanted to do the same with me. Clothes were flying and small screams of laughter was let out. I didn’t know how long we lasted through the night, but it was the best night of my life, even if I was going to regret it in the morning. This girl gave me exactly what I wanted, something not even England girls could ever offer.

Oh damn, did I not want this night to end.

She was asleep. I was in the bathroom, already feeling the effects of the hangover starting to set in. I could still feel the burning sensation on my body, her hands in the places I knew I didn’t want to forget. I’ve had one night stands before, but never one where I didn’t know her name. I was half-tempted to wake her up and make her leave, but it was late. Plus, she was drunk, and I didn’t want to risk her getting mobbed or whatever.

I walked back into the room, seeing the girl lying on her stomach, the cover covering the bottom half of her. Her hair was a mess, but she was sleeping soundly. Her neck was exposed, showing the two dark lovebites I’ve given to her. I ran my tongue on the bottom of my teeth, feeling satisfied with myself. I climbed into the covers, lying next to her.

I sunk into the bed, getting comfortable. I shut my eyes, letting my mind sink into darkness.

Notes

Haha, wow... so who do you think the mysterious girl is!? Haha, well, if you've read one of my other stories it's pretty obvious, but either way, the answer shall lie in the next chapter!!!