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Chapter 4 Drunken Mischiefs

Chapter 4 Drunken Mischiefs

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**Beas's POV**

I wasn't able to wipe off the evil grin that has grown so big on my face. I can't help it that it feels so good going against Harry's orders but boy, was I scared. Harry was a very intimidating guy and going against his orders was like asking for a meeting with Satan himself. Everyone did what he wanted because they were terrified of the consequences. I knew Harry couldn't do anything harsh to me because I was his, his property and I couldn't do anything about it.

I should stop angering myself again because god knows what I will do. Well actually not much because I am Bea Morrison, the innocent nerdy girl.

I turn to my closet and groan. What the hell was I was supposed to wear to a bar? I mean that's where Jason said we are going.

I grab my phone and quickly text someone who knows exactly what to do in these types of situations.

"Hey Jay, I need your help, I'm going out tonight and don't know what to wear!" -Bea Morrison, 5:10 pm

I text Jay and within the matter of minutes I get a reply. I roll my eyes, when it comes to girly stuff like that he is a maniac.

"Don't worry about it babe! I have it covered... Be there in 15." –Jay Cole, 5:12 pm.

Oh god, this should be interesting... I hope he doesn't pick anything to revelling or extravagant.

Exactly fifteen minutes later as promised, I here a fast knock on the door so I run to go and open it.

"Hey babe." He exclaims while kissing each one of my cheeks. I inhale his glorious smell of cologne as he shuffles into my apartment with a few bags.

"Alright so I brought some stuff with me to make you look hot, not that you weren't before." He chuckles while giving me a tight hug.

I was glad to have Jay as my best friend, he gave better tips than most girls do. We probably were really close due to the fact that we both liked boys, makeup and all that stuff, even though he didn't use it. I met him through Casper a couple years ago and we immediately clicked because he was such a comfortable person to be around. Not only that but he was amazing listener and I knew I could just call him at three in the morning to just whine about my problems.He was a pretty down to earth kid but he did have that sassy flair that was used only on some occasions like today for example.

As Jay's getting all the makeup ready I stare at him and notice all his features. Strong jawline, straight nose and deep sea blue eyes that you could stare into for hours.

He was very good looking and girls literary drooled over him on Campus. I mean he has openly admitted he was into other guys but of course you don't tell the first person you meet. "Hello. I am totally gay and would love to date your boyfriend" so not everyone was in the loop of who he was attracted to.

"Okay so, we have to start with a bit of concealer to highlight your beautiful cheekbones." He taps on the stool in front of him as I sit while he starts working his magic. Please don't over do it, I repeat to myself, please, please...

After about almost twenty minutes of him doing all sorts of things to my face with different brushes, shadows, and liners he seems to finally be done. I swear if I look like one of those girls from a strip club I will shoot him.

"Okay baby girl all done, and I got to say you might as well turn me straight." He chuckles and steps from the the mirror as I take a proper look. My mouth slightly opens in awe as I examine the way he highlighted my cheekbones and eyes. I didn't look over done; I just looked like me... but with a more outstanding features.

"God, Jay this is amazing. Thank you so much!" I stand up on my tippy toes and hug him since he's a few inches taller then me.

"Im glad! Alright time to pick your outfit." He claps his hands and walks to my closet. I hate to admit it but I'm starting to get kind of excited for tonight.

What will Jason think? Will he think I look good?

After about another annoying ten minutes of trying on dresses we finally settle on one. It was a tight burgundy dress that rested a few inches above my knees and flattered my curves very nicely.

"Holy shit, you look fine. Harry's quite the lucky guy." Jay exclaims while I roll my eyes at the mention of Harry's name.

"Nope Jason is." I say pretty casually. Jay's jaw drops about ten meters into the ground.

What was everyone's problem against Jason?

"Well you better bring condoms tonight because that man just wants to bang you and nothing else is on his mind." My stomach drops like a rock; no he can't?

Maybe he really just wanted to go on a date.

"I wont give in if he does want to sleep with me. I'm not giving it away that easily, I'm only seventeen!" I start getting worried. What if he really just wants to have sex? I just want to feel the pleasure of disobeying Harry without going any further then hugging and flirting with Jason.

"How did you guys meet anyway?" Jay questions curious about the situation.

"When me and Harry got closer he introduced himself to me and since then we occasionally talked at school for a few minutes before class started. He seems nice I guess so I do not get what Harry has against him" I start to rant as Jay looks like he doesn't believe the part where I say Jason is a nice guy. I mean the rumours can't be true that he runs a gang too.

An hour later...

"Be careful darling, if anything just call, okay?" Jay tries to give me a reassuring smile but I can see the worry in his eyes, which is making me freak out even more. He squeezes my cheek and hugs me before we leave my apartment.

God I really wish Jay could come with me.

The whole time silence fills the car as I am just so nervous to even speak. Usually we can go for hours talking about the stupidest things.

"Just breath in and out." Jay says calmly as we pull up a block away from where I'm supposed to meet Jason. I give him a kiss on the cheek and start getting out of the car while saying my prayers.

"Oh wait! You forgot something!" He shouts at me before I could close the door of the black Porsche.

Yes, he has rich parents.

I quickly look up as he pulls out a little bottle of Channel perfume. He gives me three spritzes on all my pulse points and waves goodbye while blowing a kiss.

I'm suppose to meet Jason outside of some bar that he knows very well so he can get me in, despite me being under age.

As I'm distracted in my thoughts I don't realize I'm walking past the entrance that is marked 'Fiasco' in bright neon lights despite the fact there was a large crowd in that area.

A deep voice suddenly pulls me out of my busy mind. "Baby, have you ever heard it's dangerous for beautiful girls like you to walk alone especially when they are walking in the wrong direction." My nerves start to build up as I feel his hands wrap around my hips.

"H-Hi." Is all I manage to stammer out as my mouth seems to have completely dried up.

Bea don't screw this up.

He turns me around with his strong hands and my eyes go wide; he looks hot, I mean not like Harry hot but still pretty hot.

"Fück, you look so good, hard not to do anything with you." He whispers in my ear as I shiver from his hot breath against my neck.

Oh lord, what have I gotten myself into.

"Maybe we should go inside." I say very quietly, hoping to change the subject. He nods his head before placing his arm around my hip and guiding me through the crowd. I notice people step aside as whispers and gasps are exchanged between them as if they were intimidated or even scared?

He clearly knows the bouncer since they exchange a high five while I earn a wink which I quickly ignore. I try to make myself small behind Jason because it was so nerve-racking once we got in. The smell of alcohol, smoke and sweat filled my nose making me feel a little bit overwhelmed.

What a site of girls grinding against different men they probably don't even know, silhouettes making out in booths and people that were intoxicated yelling and falling to the ground.

This was all so knew to me and I was only petrified that Harry wasn't by my side.

**Jason's POV**

I felt great.

I had slept with a unknown girl about an hour ago living near my apartment, I was at a bar but the best thing is, I was with Harry's most prized possession who's soon going to join me in my bed.

I just need to get a few drinks into her before I can take her home. She seems like one of those types to not give in so easily.

"Hey gorgeous, lets go grab a drink, yeah?" I say while grabbing her small hand and leading her in front of me, just so I can get a view of her äss.

Damn, it was nice and round, something good to hold onto when we fück. I chuckle at my own vulgar thoughts.

I sit her down at the bar table and order two shots. She looks away at something so it gives me the perfect time to view and stare down at her cleavage. Her chest is small but still hot; her äss makes up for it. The bartender places the two shots in front of us and gives me a wink.

I'll get her number later, wouldn't mind those hands of hers all over my body..

I already have chugged down my shot and look at Bea, her glass still untouched. She notices I'm staring. Her eyes were so innocent, I can just only imagine them staring up at me while she's blowing me off.

"I've never taken a shot, and I'm kind of nervous." She anxiously says. I don't know why her vulnerability was turning me on so much.

"Don't worry babe, it tastes all right and you will feel so much better after. I'm here to protect you if anything bad happens." What can I say, lying is one of my best skills.

She slowly grabs the glass before chugging down the whole thing as her eyes squeeze shut in disgust. "It tastes so bad!" She cringes as I laugh at her reaction. I order another round... And another, and once again another as Bea soon started downing them like it was water.

She slams the shot back down onto the counter as she yells out something while her eyes were squeezed shut. I chuckle to myself knowing she was drunk and completely a different person.

"Jason I wanna go and dance, you're being so boring!" She slurs while pulling my arm. I fake a smile and help her not stumble and fall. Once on the dance floor I decide to take control and spin her around so Bea's back is facing me.

"What are you trying to do?" She questions while laughing; even when drunk her laugh is sexy. I put my hand on her back making her bend slighting, while I grab her waist and pull her against my crotch. Her body felt so good on mine as I started to move her hips with my hands.

"This is so fun!" She slurs while grinding herself into me.

I love this.

"We can have more fun if get out of here, what do you say baby?" I whisper into her ear as a shiver is released from her body.

I don't wait for her to nod in agreement as I pull her out through the back before she realizes what's going on.

This should be amusing.