Grace and I finished our shift and decided to stay with the boys for a bit, even though they were a little bit drunk, apart from Harry. Grace squeezed in next to Niall and they were soon consumed in each other. I was in between Louis and Zayn and could feel Harry’s eyes staring at me like I was his. I had already had a few drinks and was feeling brave.

‘Louis, do you want to dance?’ The words escaped my lips before I even realised what I was saying.

‘Sure’ he smiled at me after looking at Grace and Niall.

Rihanna’s ‘Right Now’ was pounding and we were surrounded by other couples consumed in each other. Louis turned me around and I started grinding against him, his hands on my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder. We were soon getting lost in the moment and were grinding harder.

I turned around to face him and put my arms around his neck and stared into his eyes, they were a beautiful sea green colour. Our lips meet hungrily but only for a few seconds.

*Harry’s P.O.V*
I was keeping a close eye on Louis and Samii. I knew what she was trying to do and I wasn’t pissed at Louis, I knew he liked Grace and was trying to make her jealous and I could see Grace staring at them together.

I looked back and saw that Louis was all over Samii, kissing and putting his hands up her dress. Oh hell no, I’m not having this.

I jumped up and pushed my way through the grinding and kissing couples on the dance floor.

*Samii’s P.O.V*
My feet suddenly left the floor and I was thrown over someone’s shoulder and was quickly being taken out of the club. I started to panic until I realised who it was, I started kneeing him in the chest and hitting his back in an attempt to escape his grasp but his hand met my arse and I squealed.

‘You’re just making it worse for yourself darling.’ Harry said in a low voice.

I suddenly froze trying to think what he might do. Harry started fiddling for something in his pocket and pulled out the keys to his range rover, I heard the click of his doors and he opened his back door and threw me in. Harry ran round to the driver’s door and got in looking in his rear view mirror with a smirk.

About 10 minutes later we pulled up outside a block of flats, Harry switched the engine off and came round to the back door and pulled me out holding me bride style. He carried me up the stairs to his flat.

Harry dragged me into his bedroom and pushed me against the wall forcefully kissing me. I fought back biting his bottom lip allowing him to let out a throaty moan.

He walked me to the bed and pushed me back onto it and laid down on top of me. My hands found his hair and I started lightly pulling on it as he attacked my neck. Harry’s fingers started rubbing on my slit over my panties but I refused to moan, it would mean he won.

Harry slowly started rubbing my clit and I couldn’t help myself but moan out loud. Harry smirked.

‘No one else could make you feel this good Samii’ Harry whispered in my ear as I tried to fight reaching my high.

Harry quickly stood up and knelt down in front of me. He lifted my dress up and ran his fingers down my wet panties.

‘We won’t need these.’ He said as he put his finger through my sheer panties and ripped them off completely.

I gasped but before I could protest Harry was already blowing on my now bare core. He started lightly licking my clit as he slowly eased two fingers into me and started pumping fast.

I started breathing faster and faster.

‘Who’s making you feel like this?’ Harry said between licks.

‘You’ I moaned.

‘Say my name’

‘Harry’

‘Louder!’ He commanded, his fingers curling up inside me hitting my spot.

‘Omg Harry! Harry!’ I was screaming as I reached my high.

Harry laid on top of me kissing me, his tongue invading my mouth. He stood up; smirking as he looked down at me and walked into what I assumed was his bathroom. I took my chance quickly picking up my bag and ran out.

I walked back to Purple Moon so I could walk home, how could I have let myself go with it. Now he was winning in this silly little contest we had going on. I paused outside the flat to compose myself.

Did I like Harry? Or was this just a fun game for me?

Was I too afraid to admit I liked him after what happened with Tom?

*FLASH BACK*
After another long shift at Purple Moon I was walking back to my flat I shared with my boyfriend Tom. I put my key in the look and opened the door quietly as he was probably sleeping. I dumped my purse and keys and walked towards my bedroom.

I opened my door and couldn’t believe my eyes. Tom was in bed with a blonde slut. He was cheating on me, in my fucking bed!

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON’ I shouted.

‘Samii baby, it’s not what it looks like’ Tom spluttered as he was trying to reach for his boxers.

I stormed out and walked to Grace’s house, wiping tears out of my eyes. How could I have been so stupid and this wasn’t the first time as well.

*PRESENT*
Tom and I had trouble I can admit that, he would push me around a bit when he got angry and it took me a while to realise that I shouldnt have to put up with it. Tom was my first real boyfriend and had broken my heart. I had been very weary of boys since.

I shook my head and walked into my flat, kicking my shoes off while making my way to my favourite place. My bed. What a night.

Notes

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