Devoted To Sex

*Harry*
I had been looking at her since she came in the club. I was more than sure that was my Zoey but I didn't want to make it seem like I was stalking her since she's walked in the club. I mean that's what I was doing but I wasn't going to tell her that. She sits at the bar with her friend and I spot her, ordering her and her friend a vodka. When the bartender gives them the drinks I slip away to the dance floor quickly downing the whiskey that was in my glass.
I keep my eyes on her as she walks through the crowded dance floor, following behind her slowly. She has a seat at a table and I smile. Finally she was alone. I could now talk to her. Wait. What do I say to her. It's been so long since we both spoke to each other. What was I to say?
Hey Zoe. I have been watching you since you came in. I don't know if you know me but I'm Harry. Remember from high school? No...no that sounds so so stupid. Just relax and keep it smooth Styles. I watch her fan herself for a few seconds before I make my presence know. saying what pops into my head.
"Wow it's crazy hot in here." I laugh, seeing her look up at me, her eyes widening. She was quiet for a long time. She probably didn't even notice though. Come on Zoey... Say something. I feel like an idiot.
"Yeah..." She finally says and I feel a rush of relief washing over me. Her cheeks getting pink. Aw was she acting all shy? That's so cute.
"I'm guessing you don't remember me. I'm Harry." I say and stick my hand out to her. I mentally face palm. Of course she knows your name. Why did you say your name Harold? Idiot.
"Oh, trust me. I remember you. I didn't think you would actually remember me." She says and laughs. I laugh along with her. Christ her laugh. That was the one thing I missed so much about her. The first week that I was on X-Factor, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her. Everything about her is so wonderful. I didn't realize how much I missed her until now.
"How could I not remember such a beautiful face as yours Zoey." I say in almost a whisper. Her eyes light up and I couldn't help the smile that came across my face. "Want to dance? I'll get you another drink when we finish." I ask her putting my hand out for her to take. She shakes her head and blushes. "Alright then we will get drinks first." I smile and so does she. She takes my hand this time, leaving her cup at the table.
"God I really need a drink." She says and I tighten my grip on her hand when she loosens her hold. We get to the bar and she has a seat next to me.
"Tequila, whiskey and vodka shots please." I smile at the bartender. "Keep my tab open don't you stop making em until I say stop. Alright Kert." He nods at me laughing a little as he fills up shot glasses with what I asked him for. Zoe looks at the glasses that he puts in front of us and I grab one, downing it quickly. I scrunch up my face and shake my head, feeling the burn in my throat. I take shot after shot after shot, watching Zoe shyly drink her fourth shot.
"I'm ready to dance now." I hear her say after a few more shots. Kert goes to fill out glasses but I shake my head for him to stop. I smile and pay him whatever I owed him before Zoe leads me out to the dance floor. I see a slight smirk on her face as she stops and puts her hands on my shoulders. "So, Mr. Styles..." She starts her speech already slurred making me chuckle. This girl has only had about three or four shots and she was already fucked up. "You're all famous now."
"Mmm, I don't really like using that word. I'm well known. My band is well known yes." I say as she spins around in front of me, grinding her ass against my crotch. "Holy fuck." I whisper and she laughs, looking up at me. My mouth was hung open as she continued to grind her ass into my crotch. I tug her closer to me and lean down, kissing at her neck.
Her hands were rubbing up and down my back while my hands trailed up her stomach to her breasts. I hear a soft moan emit from her lips and I smirk against her skin. She's even sexier than I remembered. Her body has blossomed as well.
"Wow. You two look like you're about to fuck on the dance floor." I snap my head up and see some girl talking to us. I raise my eyebrow and Zoe laughs shaking her head.
"No. We are dancing. It's okay love." Zoe giggles and pushes away from me giving this girl a kiss. No not on the fucking cheek. She was full on snogging this random girl. I stand there awkwardly not knowing what to do at the moment but watch. Finally she pulls away from her and smiles at me. "This is Grace. She's my best friend." Zoe introduces me. I wave and take Zoe's hand. I didn't really care about Grace. I wanted to dance with my Zoey. I hadn't seen her in years.
"So you're a lesbian now?" I ask after witnessing that heated moment between her and her 'friend'.
"I used to do things for her after my mum died. She paid me a good amount of money to do... Sexual things for her. No biggy." She says to me, pulling me over to the bar.
"Wait woah... You're mum died?" I ask, stopping her in her tracks. She nods and looks up at me smiling wearily. Even with alcohol in her system I could see her hurting. "Oh Zoey...I'm sorry." I say softly and she shakes her head.
"Please. I'm alright." She says and takes my hand in hers.
"Come on. Let's get out of here. I want to talk to you." I say and she nods a few times. I pull her through the crowd of intoxicated, sweaty people to the exit of the club. I hold her close to me covering her face with my hands so the paparazzi wouldn't get any good pictures of her face. We get to my Range Rover and I help her in before I rush over to the drivers side.
"Who's the girl Harry? Who is she?" I hear the paps yell at me. I roll my eyes and put her sun visor down in front of her face. I start up the car and beep making them move out of the way.
"You shouldn't be driving." Zoe says and kicks her shoes off tossing them in the backseat as she rubs her feet. I just chuckle and shake my head. She's so cute. "I am so serious Harold. Stop let me drive." I laugh and shake my head once again, slapping her hand away from the steering wheel.
"No you're even worst than I am. I can drive. I'm perfectly fine." I smile and step on the gas to make the light before it changed to red. In thirty minutes we arrived at the hotel I was staying at. I was actually surprised that for once no paps were in sight. I park my car around the back and get out, walking with Zoey into the hotel.
I bring her into my amazing hotel room. It looked so beautiful, nice paintings hung on the walls and a chandelier was in the dinning room. It was absolutely breathtaking and I knew it would have been something that she's never seen before. I step into the den and help her pull her jacket off, smiling huge. I felt as though I were in one of those movies with the rich billionaires that spoiled the girl rotten. God I would love to spoil her so much.
"Harry this place is so beautiful."
I smile, turning around to see her looking me up and down. I chuckle slightly and walk over to her slowly, she rests her arms loosely over my shoulders. She smiles down at me and I smile back, taking in her features. She's grown up since we last saw each other. She's definitely gotten skinnier, her hair has grown quite a bit. I look down at her an eyebrow raised once I see a wave of sadness come over her. Something was definitely wrong. I smile down at her wearily but she just lays her head against my chest as she embrace me.
I look down at her, wrapping my arms around her. I rub her back slowly and close my eyes, hearing her son softly. I could feel her hot tears through my shirt. Fuck, I wish I could make her feel better. She's not meant to have all of this put on her. This is the weakest that I have seen her. It's not okay for her to feel the way she feels and it makes me sad. It makes me hurt for her because I can only imagine how hard her life had gotten with her mum.
"It's alright Zoey. I'm here for you. Cry. Let it all out. I know it hurts." I say softly to her in a comforting tone. I couldn't possibly imagine how she felt but I couldn't imagine me being fine if my mum passed.
"I-I'm a mess Harry..." She sobs, grabbing onto the back of my shirt. "I can't eat." She whispered, gesturing to her body. "I don't sleep much. I'm a fucking drug addict." She says that shocking me a little bit. No matter how mad or upset she was Zoe always swore to never smoke since the one time I caught her with weed in high school. All of a sudden I feel her soft lips against mine. My eyes wide as she tugs at my shirt.
"Zoey wha-" I start but get quickly cut off by her finger against my lips.
"Just make it all go away. Please Harry." She whispered. I look down into her eyes, nodding. I would do anything for her.

Notes

A/N: Hellllo everyone :D hope that everything is going well. Whaaaat 2K reads already?!?!?!?! Thank you for the 2K reads, the votes, the subscriptions to this FF, and to those who comment I thank you so very very much
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Harry and Zoe
I know it took forever for Harry to come back in the picture. I'm truly sorry how long of a wait it was for Harry to come in I'm sure that's where some people were getting fed up with me but I wanted to give a little bit of background with Zoe and how's she's been doing since Harry went to X-Factor but I hope that this made you all happy. Harry's back in Zoe's life yay! But this is where shit goes downhill. Be prepared...

Next Chapter will have smut Yass!

Here is the link to the trailer for this story that I made

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOvjMoAwTTQ