The Bad Boy’s Girl

I looked at the blonde girl as her as wrapped around Harry, the way she smiled at him and the way he smiled at her made me feel sick. I crossed my arms, I shouldn't be jealous, but I am.

She he had began to dance on him, his hands grab her hips as she moved on him. I rolled my eyes, sitting down on the couch, resting my arm on the arm rest, feeling completely bothered.

I sighed loudly, This was fun?

Harry looked at me with his green eyes. I locked eyes with him, he moved the blonde off of him, getting up and sitting next to me, he smiled.

"Harry." The girl spoke softly. "how are you?"

Who was she?


harry didnt answered her, I could just feel his eyes on me, but I didn't want to make eye contact with him. He then spoke In my ear.

"Are you feeling a little jealous?" I felt myself tense up.


"I need a drink." I said standing up walking a different direction.

"wait." Harry slightly yell.

I continue to walk until I see a cooler, I opened it and seen nothing but alcohol, not caring I picked up a bottle. I turn on my heel, bumping into something white, I step back and notice it was Harry's white shirt. I looked up at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked me, raising one eyebrow.

"I'm thirsty." I said, opening the bottle.

"There is water somewhere around here." He said with a frown. "You've never drank have you?"

"No, but that's about to change." I said putting the bottle on my lips, drinking the alcohol, and it had the same fizz as soda. It tasted sort of good, I drank some more.

"Slow down." Harry said, grabbing the bottle. "You don't want to get drunk tonight."

I didnt say anything, I felt no affected so It was fine.

"I said I won't drink tonight." Harry said softly.

"I never said I wasnt." I said taking the bottle again, drinking more. "this is fun."

Harry sighed, his hand grabbing my waist. The way his hands touched me made me feel some type of way. I liked it.

"How do you feel?" He asked softly.

"Fine." I said, feeling a little off.

"Stand still." He told me, in a soft voice. "You drank that a little to fast, so you might get a little tipsy."

I laugh, wrapping my arms around his neck, sending him a soft smile.

"No more drinks." He said, sending me a smile back.

"I beg to differ bad boy, I can drink whatever I want." I said bopping his nose.

i bent down opening the Cooler shaun, grabbing a different one. Opening it. Harry watched me as I did.

His eyes, stayed glued on me. I brought the drink to my lips. Drinking it until I couldn't drink anymore. I sat the bottle down.

I giggle at the way harry was just standing there, clueless.

"come on silly." Let's dance.

I giggle grabbing his hand, his hand was much bigger than mine and firm. I giggle more, because I never held his hand. I led him to the dance floor.

"No, no." He said, stopping. "I don't dance."

"Party pooper." I yell slapping his chest.

"Light drinker." He called back.

I gasp at his words and he tugs me out of the crowd of people. He led the way to te back yard. It was a nice view, the pool was the first thing I saw.

"take a seat." He instructed.

"You aren't the boss of me." I snapped. "I'll sit down just because everything is moving."

I sat down, my head feeling heavy, my eyes barely staying open. It's like gravity was trying to pull me down. Harry had sat next to me, I look up at him, his eyes meeting mine.

I looked down at his lips, and then back up at his eyes.

"Do you like it when girls dance on you?" I asked.

"Yes." He said with honesty.

"But you don't like dancing on them?" I giggle.

He smiles.

"You aren't that bad of a person Harry." I pay his shoulder.

"Neither are you." He said, looking down at my lips this time.

He had began to lean into me, my body had shut down. I felt cold.

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i woke up in a comfortable bed, Feeling a huge head ache. I sit up, looking around. This was not my room. I felt s body shift next to me and noticed the curly haired guy laying next to me, sleeping, shirtless.. What happened last night?

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