Jessica's POV

Harry pushed us into my apartment, and shut the door with his foot.

His large hands slid down and reached for the hem of my shirt, pulling it up.

Was I ready?

Am I ready?

I shut my eyes and deepened our kiss, blocking out all of the bad thoughts approaching.

Drew. Drew. Drew.

Drew kept forming behind my closed lids. His smile, his hair, his body, his hugs and kisses. How he cuddled me when we slept, and how he would spin me around in the air, only me in his arms. Me and only me.

And now I'm with Harry in my bra and underwear. Someone I barely know. I feel like a whore. Am I? I have no idea about anything at this point..

Harry slipped his shirt over his head and pushed us onto my couch. He let out low groans as I ran my hands through his hair. Drew's hair flashed behind my lids again.

I pushed the thoughts away and moaned as Harry's hands ran down my sides. Drew used to do that...and I used to enjoy out as much as I am now....

"Harry. Stop" I said. It came out more like a moan, which encouraged him to go farther down my body. His kisses lingered on my stomach. His hands traveled to my bra, un clipping it and throwing it across the room.

He picked his head up, and stared into my eyes. His green eyes mesmerized me, as he scooted up over me, his breath fanning over my face. Drew's eyes flashed through my mind again. I flinched, and used all my might to push Harry off.

I ran over and grabbed my shirt, throwing it over my head. I knew for a fact I wasn't drunk nor tipsy...I will say I'm not a lightweight, but my mind was clouded.

"Harry we can't" I said, rapidly shaking my head. He smirked and slowly started to walk closer to me.

"Yes we can. And we will" he ordered, picking up the pace. My eyes widened, as I saw his turn a different green..a darker green. Adrenaline rushed through me, and I ran.

I ran away form Harry and down the hall, turning the corner. I felt large hands grip my waist, and roughly yank me back. "Enough Jessica." He growled.

I thrashed around, and smacked him across the face long enough the stun him. He dropped me to the floor, and I landed with a thud.

I stood up, only to trip again. Arms snaked around my stomach this time, and me threw me over his shoulder.

I don't know how or why this unfolded, but it did..and I was utterly terrified. I felt helpless and restrained. Harry was so much stronger then me...and there is nothing I can do.

He threw me onto the couch again and kissed down my neck. He used one hand to hold my wrists above my head, and another to pull my small waist to his. I don't want this...I'm not ready. Especially right now with him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he dropped my wrists to cup my face. I placed my hands around his neck, and lightly tugged his low curls. He roughly kissed my mouth again..and I didn't. I refused too.

He harshly yanked my shirt off and threw it out of reach. He began to slowly grind on me, and let moans escape. I had such mixed emotions right now....but one stood out. Fear. Lust was there, and so was content ness, followed by butterflies and anxiousness, but fear topped it. I know I'm not ready...and he's pushing it.

He rested his weight on his elbows, and hovered over me, slowly going down. He left sloppy kisses down my stomach, and soon reached my underwear. Now. Now was my chance.

I fisted his curls as he kissed down the top of my thighs. My upper half was paralyzed and stiff, while my lower half was loose and like jello. I tired to squirm away, and he brought his hands to my hips holding me in place. "Bad girl Jessica" he mumbled onto my skin, sending vibrations through me. I let out a small whimper, and he moved to the top of my underwear again.

I pulled at his hair as hard as I could and brought my knee up to his chest. He groaned in pain, and rolled off the couch. I took this chance and stood up, turning toward the nearest door.

Pain sored through my knees as I was pulled by my ankles to the floor. I ignored it, and stood up again, running to the bathroom and locked the door.

"Jessica come out!" Harry yelled. I jumped as loud pounding began. "Get the fuck out of there!"

I slid down the wall, and wrapped a towel around my body. I hugged my knees, and waited. Waited for Harry to go away.


Harry's POV

I punched the wall next to the door. "Goddamit!" I yelled.

Jessica needs to come the fuck out before I knock the damn door down! Okay...calm Harry. This is why I don't drink that much...I change.

I change into someone I don't even know. And I hate it. All of it.

Even though I had at least 3 cups of alcohol, I'm drunk at the least bit. Hey, I'm a lightweight! It's different when I drink...it's someone I can't control.

I knew damn well Jessica isn't coming out soon. If she has any fucking personality like her friend she'll be in there all night. I'm not fucking waiting all night. I'll find someone else! Someone better.

I threw my shirt over my head, and grabbed my keys before leaving and slamming the door. The dim lights in the street reflected off the large rain droplets pouring down. Really? Shit.

It was pretty dark out..and my car is black. Where is my car again? Yep, drunk mind taking over. I walked up to the nearest car, a green jeep, and tried to jam my key in the key hole. It's didn't fit. Fuck. There's no way I'm searching all these cars!

I wandered and stumbled onto the neighbor's grass, and sunk to the floor. The grass and mud squished beneath me as I laid down. My legs and hands were sprawled around myself, as I looked up into the stars, blinking away the rain landing in my eyes.

"Hey!" I heard a shout. I shot up and turned around. There stood a girl in the shadow of her door. The light coming from behind her, illuminating form her house interior, reflected and showed off her curves. I stood up and walked towards her, my hair falling in my face and sticking. "Harry!" She gasped.

I took a good look at her. Ombre hair, brown eyes. Narrow and sharp bone structure. "Alice" I stated, and smirked. Who knew it could be my lucky day?

"What do you want?" She retorted and crossed her arms. Her eyes takes up and down my shivering body that was freezing from the cold water. "Shit. I guess you can come in." She pondered and stepped aside. I walked in, and warmness flood through me. "Don't move!" She exclaimed as I went to take a step off the mat lying in front of the door.

She returned with a towel and clothes. I'm not gonna even ask where she got those from.

"Here" she said and handed me the towel. I dried what I could off and left myself somewhat dry. I felt less drunk, but tipsy. Very tipsy.

I shook my hair out, making the wet ends shoot water everywhere. "Harry!" Alice giggled. She didn't have a bad laughed..or smile. She wasn't that bad in general. I chuckled and jumped with a chill.

I mean if you think about it, she invited me into her home and helped me dry off. Not that bad to me.

She passed me the clothes and left to get something. I followed her, and found myself in a warm looking living room. She bent down to get something, then sat down on the couch.

I shrugged and stripped my shirt and jeans off. She gasped and laughed. "Really?" She asked.

I smiled and walked over to her. The light from her lamps shined off her perfectly smooth legs. She wore shorts and a fitted shirt, revealing her tan skin and little, but good enough cleavage.

"Really." I stated, and pushed her down, kissing her in the process.

Fuck Jessica, having her best friend is good enough too.

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I woke up with no headache. How?

Something shifted beneath me. Brown and blonde hair ran over my bare chest. No, it was someone. Her head adjusted so it was on my chest.

"Alice?" I asked.

"Mmhh?" She mumbled. Her slight voice made me shiver and vibrate. Butterflies in my stomach jumped for a second then went away. They didn't last...but they were somehow still there. How? What am I feeling?

I relaxed and and leaned back down, wrapping an arm around her naked back. She shifted so her arms were around my waist.

"Did we?" I trailed off. Her brown eyes opened, and she yawned. She peered up at me, still on my chest and traced my large butterfly tattoo beneath her mouth. He breath made me shiver.

"Yes." She horsely said and nodded. My free hand came up to my temples and rubbed them.

Then, everything came back to me. Sex, love, lies, break ups, scares. Everything slowly popped in my mind.

I smiled at the thoughts of Alice and I...but it felt weird. Strange and weird. Yet right at the same time.

Jessica. I scared her shitless. Kendall. I broke up with. Drew. I beat him roughly. Alice. I had sex with.

'Wow, a lot in one night' I thought to myself.

And an idea appeared in my head. An idea that wouldn't change anything except my sex life. Oh, thank The Lord. Kendall was way to awkward and Jessica- she probably won't even come near me.

But....yes. It has to happen. She will probably say yes...how could you not? Wow, I'm cocky.

"Alice?" I questioned. She moved so that she was on her stomach, propping herself up with her arms. Damn, she was still naked too. Some cleavage could be seen that was not under the blanket, hell, I needed to look away. She nodded in acknowledgement, making me go on. "How about we make this a regular?"

"What?" She said quickly. Her hair fell over one shoulder, as her head turned completely towards me.

"How about we make this a regular. But we can't say anything to Jessica." I said slower, so she could comprehend.

"You mean like?" She trailed off. I nodded.

"Friends. Friends with benefits." I cleared. She played with her hands and bit her lip, thinking about it. "Jessica nor anyone would know. Just us."

"Just us?" She repeated, almost to herself. I nodded, and pulled her onto my chest again, our naked bodies touching. "Jessica would hate me."

"Same with me. But she already hates both of us...so what's to loose?" I suggested. She looked up at me with a confused look. Shit. Too much. Too much.

"How do you know that?"

"I might've been gong to see Jessica and saw your argument" I chuckled. She let out a laugh, laugh, and slapped my stomach right below her head lightly.

"Fucking stalker" she said under her breath and laughed. I laughed with her.

"There's the old Alice. You know, you learn a lot about someone in one night." I remarked. She raised her eyebrow and looked at me with a challenging look. "Like, when you strip you always take your bra then underwear off first."

"Harry!"

"And you also have a sweet spot right under your collar bone."

"Harry..."

"And when you take your clothes off it's always your pants then shirt."

"Creep"

"And you always make sure to use a condemn before sex"

"Fucker"

"And you always like a little prolonging before the actual show."

"Little. Shit."

"And I know you will never tell anyone about this because you're not like that. Shall I go on?"

"No! I get it! Oh my god Harry-"

"And you always say 'Oh my god Harry!'" I said and mimicked her high, girl voice.

"Shut up before I punch you in the balls" she laughed.

"Oh please, you wouldn't be able to move your hand rather the hit down there" I said. She laughed before thumping my forehead. "See?"

"Shut up Harry before I'll make you never be able to have sex again." She said.

I knew all of this was wrong...but when was the last time I've ever did something sneaky and bad? I've been under constant watch since One Direction started. It feels good to break the rules for once.

"Oh really. Round two then?" I asked. She smiled and straddled my waist.

"Let's do it." She said and stooped over me. "Oh and I'll take up that offer. It'll just be..."

"You" she said and kissed under my ear.

"and" she kissed the middle of my neck, making me moan.

"I." She said and kissed my collar bone, making sure to leave a hickey.

Who said breaking the rules was bad?

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Jessica's POV

I woke up in the bathroom, cold, tired and stiff.

The towel hung loosely around my body.

I was wedged in the corner where I stayed all night. Harry. Fucking. Harry.

I loathe him so much yet, feel oddly attracted at the same time.

Holy shit, what is wrong with me?

A knock at the door shook me out of my thoughts. I groaned and stood up, making sure the towel was secure. I doubt Harry is still here...

My shirt was thrown on the ground in the middle of the empty room. I picked it up and pulled it over my head before retreating to the door.

Sniffles could be heard as I approached. It was only 11 in the morning. What the fuck? I'm not having the best day either.

I can't be bothered to think of Harry...that stunt he pulled pushed me completely away form whatever we had.

I opened the door and saw a distraught Kendall and a sad Kylie. What the fuck does Kendall want now?! Hasn't she done enough.

"You're boyfriend fucking raped me!" Se exclaimed before breaking down in Kylie's arms again.

What. The. Actual. Fuck?!

Notes

Wow...long chapter.
Oh shit! A lot happened!
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