My Kind Of Love

Chapter 47 Sinful Confession

**Bea’s POV**

I stood in front of the mirror adjusting the final details of my angel costume as I felt my stomach doing all sorts of wild flips. This didn’t feel like your normal nervous butterflies but instead a bunch of moths at war.

Harry, or should I say the non-existent ghost still hasn’t tried to communicate with me in any sort of way. At this point, I just didn’t care anymore or so I acted, as I just wanted to show up to this party and have fun with my friends; if that means getting wasted, then so be it.

Suddenly Casper bursts through my door, all pretty in pink due to her ballerina costume.

“Still nothing right?” She questions looking quite glumly at my phone.

“What makes you say that?” I question trying to act as if it weren’t bothering me at all.

Casper sighs before speaking. “I can see it all over your face, despite how much you’re trying to hide it. It’s okay Bea, we’ll have fun tonight without him or Zayn.”

“I don’t know, I don’t even like the way I look in this costume anymore!” I whine while plumping down on the chair at my desk. Casper places her hand over her chin as if in deep thought before suddenly gasping. Quickly she runs to my closet before digging through my bra drawer. Finally, as if hitting gold Casper pulls out a white lace bra that I forgot I even owed.

“This is the key to making every single boys pants tight tonight. As well as some revenge against Harry.” She exclaims while giving me the heavily padded bra. Casper got it for me as a Christmas gift a couple of years ago but of course I was always too shy to wear it.

I look at the lace material nervously while scratching the back of my neck. “I don’t know Casp, what if Harry get’s angry for showing off too much.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? He doesn’t bother texting you all week and you’re here worried about what he has to say on what you wear. No excuses, you’re putting it on.” She sternly says before handing it to me.

Well this is going to be interesting…

**Harry’s POV**

“Niall, god dammit! You’re fucking cape won’t stop scratching me.” Louis shouts aggravated towards Niall the vampire who was the only guy that bothered with a costume. I decided to stick with a basic black t-shirt and tight dark denim jeans.

I’ll leave the costumes for the ladies.

“Mate… Did Bea mention if she’s bringing Casper by any chance?” Zayn asks while gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter as if anxious for my response. My heart skips a beat at the mention of Bea’s name as if it feels like I haven’t heard from her in ages.

It’s your fault, you idiot!

Just before I am about to reply Liam beats me to it. “You planning on rekindling an old flame?”

“If she ever bothers to forgive me… I mean I haven’t even texted or called.” Zayn groans while Louis heavily rolls his eyes.

“Honestly I don’t get the two of you.” Louis says while looking towards Zayn then me. “You should’ve just texted both girls and everything would have worked out. Zayn I am sure she would’ve forgiven you as she has before and Harry you just dug yourself in your own hole by not texting Bea.”

I let out a low groan before snapping. “You know what. Fuck it, I’m going to do it now.” Quickly I pull out my phone while Niall mumbles under his breath. “Yeah, ten minutes before the party. Great idea.”

I give him a warning look as he shrinks back into the car seat, using his cape somewhat as a shield.

Fucking idiot.

“Text me when you get to the party.” 8:32 pm

“Why do you care?” –Dollface, 8:34 pm

I am taken aback by her response as I feel anger rush through my veins. Is she really that mad that I haven’t tried contacting her in the past few days?

“Darling, you better fix that attitude before I see you…” 8:35 pm

“Whatever Harrold.” –Dollface, 8:36 pm

Furiously I throw my phone at the dashboard, causing the screen to crack a little bit. The boys just sigh, as it isn’t the first time I have pulled a stunt like this.

“Told you it wasn’t a good idea…” Niall mumbles more to himself than me.

“Shut your mouth.” I bark as Zayn leans forward from the back seat and squeezes my shoulder painfully tight. Taking that as a sign to calm down I sink back in the passenger seat and tap my foot impatiently.

Before I knew it, we arrived to the rowdy fraternity house. The night had barely started as I already saw drunk students roaming around trying to dance to the distasteful music. We all got out of the car as we walked across the street towards the mad house. Immediately girls in costumes, well you can’t even call it costumes, eyed us up and down like eye candy before giggling to each other.

I roll my eyes as I walk through the large crowds before stepping through the front steps of the dimly lit house. Immediately the smell of all sorts of drugs hit me as I push past the sweaty bodies in hopes to find the one thing that mattered most to me. I enter the living room but unfortunately all that was to be found were a few couples making out, some people grinding sloppily and one girl crying in the corner while eating chips.

Simply fucking pathetic.

I make my way towards the kitchen before I feel a strong grip on my shoulder. “Well, well, I’m pleasantly surprised. Didn’t think you would actually show up.” I smirk to myself immediately knowing whose voice it belonged to.

As I turn around Gael gives me a chuckle before I respond. “What makes you say that?”

“This is coming from the guy who gets invited to all the A-list parties where the champagne costs more than my entire college tuition.” I laugh at his comment, as Gael was right. I barely showed up to these fraternity parties, as they were pretty distasteful and raunchy. Yet they still reminded me of my early teen years before shit got too crazy.

“I good frat party from time to time doesn’t kill. Yours are pretty fucking sick mate.” I chuckle as I can tell he takes much pride from my compliment.

“Anyways Harry need me to set you up with someone? I know a few ladies that are more than just interested.” He questions as suddenly the thought of what I came here for re-entered my mind.

Impatiently I respond. “Actually I was wondering if you saw my gir-” I quickly correct myself as I feel my nerves build up. “My good friend. She’s petite, brown hair, green eyes, huge ass.”

Suddenly Gaels jaw drops to the floor as he intensely eyes something behind me. “Is-is that your good friend?” He points behind me as I swiftly turn around. Immediately, my jaw tightens, as my eyes grow wide. There she was walking through the door wearing the shortest, tightest and most revelling thing I have ever seen her wear. Every step Bea took her chest noticeably bounced up and down as I could feel my pants tighten yet my fists ball up into anger.

Where the fuck did those jugs come from?

Quickly I walk away from Gael as I could feel the fume burning through my entire body. Every man’s eyes were on her body as they eyed Bea up and down hungrily, hoping she would be their next victim. Roughly I push my way through the crowed as everyone seemed frozen into place staring at Bea and Casper. Just as I’m about to reach her some cunt beats me to it and starts chatting up my Bea.

Buddy, I am going to make your life a living hell from now.

I take a fast step behind Bea, over towering her as the man’s eyes nearly pop out of his sockets. “If you don’t step away from her I will cut your own fingers off and shove them in places you didn’t even know was possible. Trust me, you wouldn’t enjoy that.” Immediately he takes a huge gulp of air before scurrying off into the crowed.

Bea immediately spins around and by the tight features on her face I could tell she was angry. “What on earth are you trying to do Harry!” Immediately Casper awkwardly shuffles away in hopes not to witness an argument in formation.

“You fucking tell me!” I snap while pointing to her outfit before continuing. “Who are you trying to impress with those tits pushed up to your chin and that little outfit of yours?”

“Clearly not you as you seem to give absolutely no second thoughts about me lately.” Bea shouts clearly not afraid of me since many people surrounded us.

I could feel the anger bubbling in me as I squeeze my fists tight in hopes to relieve some of the tension. “Jesus fucking Christ! Why didn’t you text me yourself because it looks like you didn’t give a damn about me either.”

“I’m not doing this right now!” Bea huffs irritably before storming off.

Immediately I march after her before grabbing her wrist and wrenching Bea towards my body. She lets out a gasp from the impact of her body against my chest before attempting to twist her grasp from my own.

“Let go of me Harry!” She shouts, yet her voice was nothing compared to the booming music that was being played.

Quickly I turned Bea around so her back was facing me as I grabbed hold of both her arms. Using my strength I push her body through the drunk sweaty crowd in hopes for somewhere quiet. She struggles in my arms but eventually gives up as my strength dominated hers but quite a lot. I push us towards the familiar empty hall as I quickly kick the wooden door with my foot. It bursts open revealing a tiny bedroom filled with football posters and pictures of almost nude woman.

Typical frat boy room…

Pushing us both into the space I quickly slam the door shut before locking it so no drunk idiots can stroll into here.

Bea quickly tries to push past me while yelling. “Harry you’re so fucki-” She is quickly cut off as I push her roughly against the nearest wall by using my own body to weigh her down. The anger in me only started to grow as I was finally able to take a proper look at her little assemble.

“Now you listen, and you listen good sweetheart because I don’t know what kind of attitude you’ve developed but I certainly don’t fucking appreciate it. I have been more than lenient with you but you have just crossed the god damn line.” I shout while pinning both of her wrists with one of my hands.

“It’s not my fault-” Bea whimpers before I quickly cut her off by pressing my finger against her soft lips.

“Ahh, did I say you could speak?” I snap while uncovering her lips before she mumbles. “No…”

I raise my eyebrow before saying. “No, what?”

“N-no, Harry you didn’t say I-I could speak.” She squeaks while I feel her heart beating wildly in her chest.

I stare intensely into her eyes as she quickly looks away to the side. My free hand quickly grabs her chin while pushing it back towards my direction. “Look at me when I’m fucking talking to you.”

“S-sorry!” She whimpers as my features soften. I don’t want to be too harsh on her as I usually have a habit of taking things a bit too far.

Slowly I bring my hand to Bea’s cheek while tenderly caressing it as she looks at me with such bewilderment in her eyes. Lowering my thumb to her lips, I gently brush over them as I sternly speak. “Such pretty lips yet the words that come out don’t impress me at all. Those lips of yours better stop giving me attitude or they will get you in trouble.” My hand trails down from her face towards the prominent cleavage that I hated so much when being shown off. “As for these…” I say before gripping one of her breasts firmly while I tiny whimper escapes her mouth. “Never do this again… Men are pigs and these are only for my eyes.”

Slowly I lower my lips towards her ear and huskily say. “And finally…” My hand slips between us as I trail down her stomach sliding it between her legs towards the absolute prize. “This is mine. Are we clear?” Roughly I grab her core through the thin material over her panties as a loud moan is released from Bea’s lips.

“Are we fucking clear?” I repeat louder while adding more pressure to her clit.

A gasp is emitted from her throat as she struggles to speak. “Clear… as day Ha-Harry.”

**Casper’s POV**

I push my way through the sweaty crowd as I ignore the vulgar comments coming from some guys’ mouth. The comments continue to follow me as I notice the man won’t go away as he follows me all the way to the kitchen. His chocolate brown hair fell over his dark eyes while his blue jersey was coated in some sort of greasy stains. I cringe in disgust.

Choosing to ignore him I walk quickly before feeling a firm grip on my hip. “Don’t fucking touch me you jerk!” I snap as I spin around to be greeted by his disgusting crooked smile.

“Common sexy, I only want a bit of fun.” He groans as I attempt to push him off me but his strength overpowered mine. I continue to struggle as I feel panic rush through when suddenly he is jerked away from me and pushed to the floor. My eyes go wide as they meet Zayns dark brown ones before he quickly turns towards the man and leans down beside him.

“Touch her again, and I will fucking kill you.” I barely hear the words leave Zayn’s lips due to how lowly he stated it to the man as my heart started to beat a million miles per second just at the sight of seeing him.

I quickly start to back up from the situation as Zayn slowly gets up. His gaze locks on mine before he softly says. “Casper.”

I feel my knees go weak just by hearing my name leave his lips yet the sight of him was just too much for me. That’s all it took as I quickly turned around and zoomed out of the kitchen. Diving into the crowd of people dancing, I pushed my way through roughly in attempt to try and blend in. Quickly I turn to an empty hallway before I hear a pair of heavy footsteps behind me.

Fuck.

“Casper!” I continue to walk as my name comes off more aggressively this time.

“Casper! Fuck, please!” He snaps before I feel a firm grip on my wrist spin me around. A gasp leaves my lips as my chest collides with Zayn’s. I slowly lookup and feel my heart pace pick up due to the very close proximity. Using both my hands I push him away from me as he lightly takes two steps back trying to give me my space.

“Zayn please don’t do this. Just go away to that pink haired bitch of yours and please leave me alone.” I yell as I feel the fury building up in me that I felt a few days ago.

He rakes through his hair roughly before releasing a heavy sigh. “If you’ll please just let me explain. There is a perfectly logical explanation for all of this bullshit.” Zayn takes a step forward as I take two steps back.

“No you can fucking save it for someone else because it wont change anything. It wont change the fact that you invited me over right before you fucked someone else.” I feel my throat tighten as the loud words escape my lips.

Suddenly his fist punches the wall nearest to him as I release a small yelp before covering my mouth with my hands in shock. Slowly his red fist is removed as small chips of wood-paneling crumble to the floor. “I didn’t sleep with anybody but you ever since the day we started fucking!” I feel myself flinch at his harsh choice of words before regaining my composure.

“And you think I’m suppose to believe that especially when I find some girl in your apartment with just your shirt on.” I make sure to emphasize every “your” just to make my point very clear.

A groan is released from his lips before he pulls at his hair. “God dammit, if you just let me explain you would fucking understand.”

“I highly doubt that but fine try me.” I finally give in, as a sense of relief seems to wash through him. He quickly walks past me attempting to grab my hand as I quickly slap his away. I can’t believe I’m letting myself hear Zayn out because he doesn’t even deserve it.

He opens one of the wooden doors revealing an empty frat boy bedroom. As you can imagine it was pretty disgusting.

Zayn motions for me to come in as I hesitantly take a step forward while finding somewhere to place myself. I choose the edge of the bed as it probably looked like the cleanest area in the entire room. He takes a seat beside me as I give Zayn a warning look before he gives us a bit more distance.

“Alright I know this will all sound crazy but Casper you must not tell anyone, I mean nobody, not even Bea because it can get you both very hurt or even killed. Please.” He looks at me with a very intense gaze as I feel my eyes go wide.

“Zayn what the hell is goin- ” I am quickly cut off as he places his hand on top of mine causing my heart to jolt. “Casper just please stop talking and let me explain. It will all make sense I promise you.” I clutch onto his hand tighter as I feel his thumb gentle brush over my knuckles.

This next half hour was spent with Zayn giving me every single detail of what the gang was, what they did, what it consisted of and what was the purpose of all this. I felt tears brimming the corner of my eyes as I he explained to me his whole passed with Roxy and why she was at his apartment.
He lives every day not knowing if it were his last because any minute he can just be shot, kidnapped, drugged or god knows what.

“Z-Zayn I-I don’t know what to say.” I stammer for the first time completely speechless.

Zayn places his hand gently on my cheek as his touch felt electrifying. “You don’t have to say anything at all doll and please don’t be afraid.”

“What about Bea, I don’t like the feeling that she is with Harry especially if he is the leader. She is in such a dangerous position and she isn’t even aware because I am sure if she was she wouldn’t stick around.” I nervously rant as he quickly replies. “Harry would never let anything happen to Bea, he lov-. He likes her too much to even let someone look at her.”

Was he going to say love or am I just in too much of a state of shock to hear things correctly.

“I don’t know how to feel about all this.” I sigh while pulling my face away from his hand.

“It is completely understandable. I just want you to know that you are safe with me no matter what our situation is. I will never let anyone lay a single finger on you or they will pay hell.” He speaks firmly as I feel myself completely melting at his words.

“Oh Zayn…” I sigh as a tear manages to slip down my cheek before I quickly turn away. His hand gently grazes my chin before he uses his thumb to brush away the single tear. The single tear that held so much pain yet desire for that one man that contained so much danger in his life.

“Casper, one chance. One chance is all I’m asking for. I like the thought of us too much to just let you easily slip away.” He pleads and just as I’m going to reply Zayn leans in and presses his lips against mine with such passion and desire.

I immediately start to kiss back, more hungrily as he pushes me down against the mattress while I wrap my legs around his torso. Zayn’s tongue begs for entrance as I grant him access while he slowly grinds his torso into me. I felt myself growing hot very quickly as his lips left a sweet wet trail along my jawline working its way to my neck. My hand slowly slips in the space between us before working its way down to his lower abdomen.

His breathing becomes heavier until we hear loud voices coming from the party outside the room. I immediately snapped back to reality as I retrieve back my hand and slowly push Zayn off me.

“What’s wrong?” He questions a bit worried as I blush a little before replying. “We can’t have sex every time we make up. I don’t want this to turn into something different.”

His features soften before he speaks. “You’re right. We need to take this at a steady pace.” His soft lips are pressed against my forehead as my heart flutters at his actions.

“What’s a steady pace for you?” I question very curious.

A smirk is plastered on his face before he replies. “Ever heard of abstinence? First one to give in loses.”

“Deal.” I chuckle before quickly hoping off the mattress while walking towards the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He challenges with a playful tone before getting up and grabbing my hips.

“Now, now Zayn. You don’t want to lose so quickly.” I bite my lip playfully as he slaps my ass. My cheeks burn as we make our way out the room but soon my mind is occupied by something else.

I needed to find Bea and tell her what I just found out. She needed to be warned despite Zayn’s important rules.

Notes

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