Harry's POV:
Once we got to the party, all the girls were in awe. I couldn't help but to laugh a bit, it was just amusing. There are lights everywhere, disco balls, and flashing everywhere. There are people EVERYWHERE. You can get lost, at any possible time.
"So, you guys want to go get a drink and then hit up the dance floor?!" I said, probably sounding a little more excited than I should have.
"Why yea, yes we are!" Heather said, as she grabbed my arm.
From what I can tell, Carmen isn't a big fan of her. As for me, I don't think I am either. She is hitting on me way too hard. Normally, I would take this as a good thing and, have a one-night stand. But, with Carmen here, she is the only one I want for tonight. I am determined.

We went to the bar, and Carmen and Grace are talking. I don't know whither to go and talk to them, or hit on Heather, to get something out of Carmen. I go with talking to Carmen and Grace, because Heather seems...too easy. Way too easy. I ant something that is a chase, but fun and exciting as well. It's a bit confusing, I know. But, I go and get a platter of shots. There is maybe 11-15 shots on the platter...this should be fun.

"I got you girls shots! You better not be a puss either." I sat, just finding something to say next.

To my surprise, she had nothing to say. She just looked at me straight into my eyes, and drowned the shot. One after another, we all started to get tipsy.

"Betsy, can I please have another platter of shots, for these beautiful young ladys'?"

The bartender, Betsy, nods her head and gets the shots ready. I turn around to see Grace blushing, while Carmen rolls her eyes. I couldn't help but to smirk, followed by chuckling.

"Here you go, Styles. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Betsy says with a wink.

She knew exactly what I was up to. I got the drinks, scooted the platter towards Carmen.

"Drink up girls, we're hitting up the dance floor next!"

After about another ten shots, Carmen dragged me to the dance floor. She started to dance grinned on me, then turned around and was looking at me.

"Why did you want me to come tonight? Is it so you can get into my pants? ...Because, if that is so...I just might let you."

I was surprised by her action, and her choice of word. I couldn't help myself, I had to do it. I placed my hand on her cheek, and pulled her in for a kiss, after a second, she realized what I was doing, and kissed me back.

"Why don't we get out of here. My hotel is just a few blocks away."

She nodded her head, and we went to the bar, got a couple more shots. And headed out to get a cab. We got in the cab, and after a few short minutes we were at my hotel door. I stepped inside, and pulled Carmen in. She threw her coat on the ground, walked up to me, and before I knew it she was pulling me in for a kiss. I picked her up, and she rapped her arms around my neck, never breaking the kiss. I carried her over to the bed, laid her down and took of my shirt. Just to laid on top of her, holding myself up. To only get lost in our little fling, I only hope this will keep going on. I don't want to forget her. Not tonight. Not ever. No matter what I say, about loving one night stands, I can tell she has some kind of trance on me. I don't want to lose this moment.