Am I Really Your's?

Niall leans in and we smash our lips together. He runs his fingers through my hair and he begs for entrance into my mouth. I deny it and pull away. I smile shyly up at him. He looks a little upset but smiles at me. I turn and quickly join in on the conversation to avoid any awkward talks with him.

"Hey Star! You wanna drink??" Zayn asks in a slurred voice. He starts over to me and almost spills alcohol all over my nice dress.

"No thanks Z, umm...Louis it's ten-thirty. Can you take me back?" I ask tugging on his sleeve a little. He turns around and smacks his lips on my cheek roughly.

"Here's my girl!" His breath smells strong with alcohol. He wraps his arm around my waist and slips his hand a little to far down.

"Louis, stop," I say turning his face straight to me forcing him to look directly into my eyes.

"I can take you Star," Harry appears from behind me. I look up at him with an annoyed smile. I hate when my ride ends up getting drunk of their asses, leaving me to find a ride home. I'm just glad one of the boys can take me.

"Thanks Harry." He leads me to the front door passing all kinds of drunk people. I end up dodging a punch made for some guy who ducked behind me. After that, Harry swings his arm around me to keep me close. We make it out and head over to the big truck. I climb in the passenger seat and Harry turns the keys into the ignition.

We start down the street in silence. Harry is a hard person to figure out, he hides his emotions too well for me to tell if he's mad or upset or happy. I try to ease in a conversation.

"Sooo...your a really good singer," I say. He doesn't say anything so I try again, "I love how you all came together and sang during the chorus of that song. It sounds really cool."

"Yea, we always split up the parts for each other and come back in the chorus to finish strong," he says casually. He looks only at the road in front of him.

"Yea know...I'm gonna crawl over this barrier between us and we will atleast be friends," I say getting out of the truck. I hear him chuckle and I shut the door. I feel his eyes on me as I walk up to my door and slip in quietly. My mom is sitting in the living room waiting for me. I wait for the test as usual. She comes over to inspect me of hickies and or bruises. Next I breathe at her and she inspects my mouth to make sure I wasn't drinking. I'm givin the signal that I'm all clear. I go upstairs and wipe off my make-up, change into my p.j's, and lie down. I hear my phone buzz next to me and I read the text:
Niall- Where the fuck did you go? I can't find you anywhere!!!
I don't answer and just roll over and fall asleep.

Notes

sorry about the short chapter, it's like past midnight here. I'll do more tomrow.
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