Suck it and See
III
Every word that left his mouth made me want to strip out of my clothes. After spending over two hours in the hidden alleyway, Harry and I ventured to the greenroom where he got himself a fresh white T-Shirt, throwing it on and making me blush with his comments about us already wearing matching outfits. I let him woo me—even though I knew this was his routine with all the girls—he made me feel special. My favorite part was when Melissa called, annoyed that they waited at the meet and greet the whole time only to meet all the boys except for Harry, who was ‘too sick to make it.’ When I told her to meet me near the backstage area because I found something she would be interested in, her tone completely changed and now for the last thirty minutes Melissa had been acting like she was my best friend.
I stayed quiet as Harry charmed the pants off of my three cousins, by letting them bombard him with questions while simultaneously taking selfies. I kept myself focused by trying my best to not stumble over my heels. My eyes moved up to Melissa, who was watching Harry—who stayed close to me—like a hawk. His words had a slight slur to them, giving me the reassurance that he was just as drunk as I was. Chain smoking all those cigarettes probably didn’t help either, but thankfully everyone else was doing the talking so I was able to keep my mouth shut and not worry about saying something strange in front of Harry Hot Pants.
“So what do you say you girls come back and meet the rest of the guys? We can take some shots and get the party started in the greenroom, it’ll take a while before all the fans clear out.” Harry propositioned, the sunglasses covering his eyes kept it innocent, but the smile that clung to his lips was far from it.
“That sounds like a dream,” Melissa gushed, smoothly flirting with him, “unfortunately, these three beauties are underage.”
“Oh nooo,” Harry’s playful pout turned my way, “Rosie, you forgot to mention that underage bit.”
My name leaving his mouth in that accent made me understand what all the fuss was about with these boys and I had only just met one of them, “I’m of age.” My words came out stern and defensive, “I just can’t drink legally in this country.”
Harry laughed, “That’s okay, ” He moved in front of me and turned his back to the girls, unintentionally boxing them out. His mouth opened to speak but I stopped him by reaching in and pulling the glasses off of his face, his smirk growing as his eyes beamed into mine.
I pushed his glasses on over the bridge of my nose, instantly making the room three shades darker and sending Harry a smirk of my own. I opened my mouth to say something witty and was met with another lustrous male voice.
“What do we have going on over here?” An almost too attractive to be real boy with black hair and an accent that resembled Harry’s approached as Claudia let out an audible squeal; “Looks like this hallways is where the party is at. I remember you ladies from the meet and greet earlier, but you, I don’t remember.”
I smiled at him as Harry spoke for me, “This is Rosie,” He smirked, “She’s the reason I was a no show; blame her; not me.”
My mouth dropped as Harry’s arm found its way around my shoulder, pulling me in to fit snugly in his side. Melissa rolled her eyes and turned to Heather and Claudia, quietly pulling them off the the side, “I like girls who are a bad influence,” Zayn said with a delicious grin of his own.
“She’s been gettin’ me drunk, mate,” Harry said with a playful voice, keeping his grip tight on me as I tried to squeeze out, “She got me half naked and tried to take advantage of me.”
“I also gave him the date rape drug,” I added humorously, earning a surprised cackle from Harry, clearly impressed by my ability to hold my own.
“Yea’?” Zayn asked, raising an eyebrow and snickering as a sinister grin emerged onto his lips, “Sounds like you’re right on your way to claimin’ a seat atop Harry’s Iron Throne.”
Harry chuckled as I stared blankly, not getting the joke other than the obvious Game of Thrones reference. I shot Harry glance—who seemed to be quite amused with the situation at hand—and chose not to address it as Melissa walked back to us and Heather and Claudia walked away, “The girls are going to deal with getting the car…” She smiled up at Zayn who looked her up and down hungrily, her voice coming out silky as her eyes burned into his, “I’m sure you’re sick of hearing it, but I think you guys put on an amazing show tonight.”
“You’re sweet,” Zayn gushed, eating up every word. “Isn’t she sweet Harry?”
Harry gloated for a moment, sending a prideful smirk her way, “We put a lot of thought into each show, so it’s nice to hear it get’s noticed.”
“Yeah, especially by our fans that are as pretty as you,” I wanted to barf, but she lit up at his line.
"It's probably time we get out of this hallway," harry muttered, breaking up the eye-fucking-fest between Zayn and Melissa.
“Well, we probably have to get the little ones home…” Melissa said sadly, showing the first sign of genuine emotion I had seen from her.
Harry frowned, his eyes locking on me, “I’m not ready for you to go.”
I laughed, “I don’t know what to tell you.”
“Why don’t you guys get the little ones home, and we can finish up here and you can just meet us at the hotel?” Harry asked, his eyes pleading at me to say yes.
“That’s a great idea!” Zayn’s face lit up with excitement, “Harry, you genius, fuck!”
His offer brought a sudden fear to my heart, if he wanted to go back to the hotel, then that only meant one thing. I wasn’t a prude, and always a believed in living in the moment and if it happens that in that moment a one night stand with Harry Styles unfolds then who am I to shut that down?
Melissa couldn’t hide the grin that was forming on her lips, “That would give us all time to change out of our sweaty, gross, stinky clothes…” She scrunched up her nose, “I’m mostly talking about you boys.”
Zayn and Harry laughed, at ease with her charm, “I was hoping you would shower with me,” Zayn teased, but his face read that he was serious.
Harry chuckled, “Well then, I’ll shower first and then Zayn, you and Melissa can take it after.”
“Sorry boo, I’m all clean,” She tapped her hand gently against Zayn’s chest, “Maybe next time.”
He smirked at her, “Don’t worry, girl, I can get you dirty real fuckin’ quick.”
One thing was for sure, if anything was going to happen, I needed more drinks, “But we’ve been drinking… So I don’t really know how we will get there…” I trailed off, a small frown playing on my lips.
“I’ll get you a cab, love,” His words were barely above a whisper and were uttered in the most innocent way that if he hadn’t been holding onto me I would’ve melted to the ground.
“Okay,” My voice was small as the smile grew onto my lips, Harry pulled his phone out of his pocket handing it over to me so I could put in my number.
“Don’t forget to put your address in… We have an early checkout time tomorrow so that means you girls need to come ready to party all night,” Harry smirked, wrapping both arms around me and pulling me closer, “That means you have about an hour to sober up so you can keep up with me.”
I grinned at the gleam in his eyes, “It’s a date.”
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12/24/14