Who Are You

I applied the last bit of makeup to my face, and let down my hair. Wavy golden locks fell around my head. Wow, it actually looked perfect for once.

Carter had called me earlier today inviting me out with him and some friends to a new club. At first I had thought clubbing on a Sunday was strange, but apparently it was the grand opening.

I shimmied on my dress I had bought at the mall. It was simple but classy and it went well with my hair.
I peered at myself in the mirror, very satisfied with my appearance. Before I left, I grabbed a small purse and threw my phone and keys inside.

http://www.inofashion.com/sparkle-look-inside-perfect-party-dresses/sparkle-blake-lively-in-kors-dress/ Lucy

As I drove to the destination Carter had text me earlier, I couldn't help musing about Harry. I was actually sorry about what I did, but he didn't even allow me to say so! I gripped the steering wheel harder, just thinking about him made me apprehensive.

Lucy, stop.

If I continued beating myself up over this, my whole night would be ruined. I took a deep breath in and out while I found a parking spot. I had finally found the nightclub.

My slender legs reached out of the car slowly. I had black pumps on, and was a little uneasy about walking. I slowly got up and out of the car without toppling over.

"Hey! Lucy!" I heard Carter's pleasing voice call from afar.

I gracefully turned my body towards him and spotted him waving me over. He was in the front of a small group of mostly guys. They were just about to enter the impressive building, looks like I got here just in time. In a haste I approached the group earning a few looks from other people waiting in line.

Carter pulled me in for a side hug, engulfing me in his warmth. He was so good-natured and cuddly. As he let me go, some of the other guys in the group started to notice my arrival.

"Everyone this is my best student, Lucy," Carter said proudly.

How embarrassing, student? Really Carter?

"Hi everyone," I sheepishly waved then looked down at the sidewalk beneath us.

Two of the guys whistled, another two who had girls by them just smiled. Another guy stood in the back purposely avoiding my stare. Awkward.

The black door to the club opened and the group trailed inside leaving me behind. As everyone passed by I tried getting a good look at the last guy in the group. Dark clothes, chocolate curls, and fiery green eyes. Oh no, Harry.

He didn't even acknowledge me as he strode though the doors leaving me dumbfounded.

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I sat gloomily beside Carter on the bright red leather couch. Music blared around us and many people were dancing and grinding on the floor away from the lounge.

"Do you want to dance?" Carter asked me, yelling over the noise.

I shook my head no, my previous mood extinguished by the sight of him.

Carter smiled and walked away over to towards the dancing. His light hair disappeared in the crowd and I was alone.

My eyes vaguely scanned the area, setting in on a particular male.

He had one of his long arms draped over some pretty blonde. She was dressed in a skimpy white dress, if you could call it that, and she kept pulling it lower on her thighs.

Harry whispered something secret in her ear and she nodded enthusiastically. Minutes later they had left and there was no trace they had even been there.

I had a gut feeling Harry had a thriving sex-life, but for some reason I didn't want to be right. I, myself was a virgin, and wished that others respected sex more. I knew firsthand that it could be scary.

Memories flooded my mind from that night. A shiver ran up my spine at the thought of what almost happened. No, don't go there now Lucy.

Then I was wrenched back to reality as one of the girls from Carter's group sat down beside me. She was wearing a tight tube dress that matched the color of the club furniture. Her hair was wavy and a light brown. She was a natural beauty. She caught me looking at her and her deep brown eyes widened with alert. She must be shy because immediately looked away, probably assuming I was judging her looks. Which I was, but in a good way.

http://hollywoodsbeauties.blogspot.com/2012/08/audrina-patridge-sexy-red-dress.html Layla

"I'm sorry," I spoke up, "you're just so gorgeous!" I said while waving my hands around in the air.

The girl smiled widely revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Um, thanks I guess," she whispered and looked around timidly. Then she shocked me by continuing to
talk, "My name is Layla. What's yours?"

"I'm Lucy, I came here with Carter," I explained with more hand gestures.

Her small eyes enlarged again, but this time with surprise.

"Oh no! Not like that, we are just friends," we both started laughing. I liked this girl.

We talked for awhile and she told me about her boyfriend, one of the guys I met earlier. His name was Lance, an odd name you didn't hear much back in Minnesota. Her eyes glistened with admiration as she went off telling me all about him. Afterwards she asked if I had anyone special in my life and I nearly choked on my drink.

"Noooo way!" I told her playfully, With a slight buzz from the mojito I'd been sipping on.

"Well by the way you were staring at Styles, I couldn't tell," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Styles? Who was that?

Layla caught on to my confusion. "Harry Styles?" she asked again.

And then my eyes were rolling.

"Ugh as if. That asshole of a player is at the bottom of my list," with that we both exploded into another fit of laughter.

Then Lance came sauntering over to us.

"I see you two have hit it off well," he drawled in an accent even heavier than Harry's. Wait, why am I comparing him to Harry?

"Yeah, babe. I'm getting tired though, do you want to go?" Layla asked her boyfriend.

"Of course, if you want to," he said with a faint smile on his boyish face.

Layla gave me her number and waved as she left with Lance. I decided to leave after them, it was getting pretty late.

My eyes searched for Carter, I didn't want to leave without telling him. After a couple of minutes I gave up my hunt and walked out to the parking lot.

My recent workouts must be showing, because some odd looking men decided to leave me alone after checking out my body.

Tonight was an okay night I guess, besides the fact that Harry decided to take home a girl and we didn't make up...

There's always tomorrow.

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Harry's POV

The blonde's hot tongue slipped past my lips and explored my mouth. She pressed us up against the wall of my bedroom, leaving no space between us.

"Oh Harry, you're turning me on," she whispered seductively in my ear.

Wish I could say the same. Usually I was fine, take the girl home, shag, and be done. Why haven't I been myself lately?

I stepped away from Danielle, or was it Delilah? Whatever. All I could see in her face was Lucy, that annoying tease was always on my mind.

"Actually, I'm not feeling well, I think you should leave," I told her, already becoming bored.

Darcy wasn't getting the hint, she just stood there looking like a lost puppy.

"Now," I told her sternly, ripping open the door to my apartment and motioning her out into the night.

After she finally left, I returned to my bedroom and flopped down on my bed.

With my eyes closed, images of Lucy came to mind. The way that dress hung off of her was so appealing and classy. She was sexy, but I didn't want her to know I thought that. She probably was a great lay too.
Suddenly I shot up. That's it! I just need to sleep with her and then all these pussy thoughts will go away. I rubbed my hands together at my plan, I was going to enjoy every second of this.

Lucy wasn't going to come easy, but that intrigued me even more. I was determined on sleeping with the stubborn blonde, but it was going to be a challenge.

Notes

Late night chapter for you guys.

School tomorrow though,

*sigh*

Please vote or comment. I need some motivation to keep my updating streak going(:

~lex~