Alcohol, pillows, and Harry Styles.

March 26, 2012
Anastasia Greene’s Bedroom

“Are you okay? Do you need anything else?” Penelope’s mother was technically jumping from the bathroom to her room as she covered her face in ice.


“Mom. I’m fine. Leave me alone.” Penelope crossed her arms and put the ice package back over her face.


Malina had beaten her pretty badly, and I felt sorry for her. At least now I don’t have to beat her to a pulp. But she only gave her a busted lip and a broken nose… It’s not a big deal...


“Do you need anything from me?” I asked and she laughed.


“When you get that bitch out of my house, then I’ll be happy with you.” She snapped and I stood up straight,


“I beg your pardon, Miss Perfect, but this is not your house.” She sat up and scoffed at me, taking the package from her face and I couldn’t help but flinch. “You look like hell, Penelope.”


“Well that’s because of your dumbass friend!” She hollered and I widened my eyes, making me way over to her bed, making her back up a little.


“You don’t talk about Malina that way you bitch!” I yelled, grabbing her shirt.


“Is there a problem?” Malina stood by the door and Penelope gasped, hiding under the blankets. “That’s what I thought. Come on, Anastasia.”


I smiled and walked out of her room, following behind Malina.


“You know how much I love you, right?” I said and she laughed.


“Of course I do. You’ve got to have someone like me in your life. I won’t let any other bitch control your life besides me.” She pushed me a little and swerved into the kitchen.


“What are you doing?” I asked and she scavenged through the cabinets.


“Alcohol.” She smiled widely when she found the cabinet filled with alcohol and grabbed about four bottles of God knows what.


“What are you planning?” I asked and she smiled at me.


We walked up the stairs and she stopped at a hall closet, opening it. She grabbed about thirty pillows and handed me half of them.


Then we walked into my bedroom, and there stood Headmaster Styles- skinnies and bare torso. I grinned widely and he bit his lip when he saw me.


“I’m still in my dress. I’m going to change.” I told them and set the pillows in my arms down on the bed.


I walked to my dresser and grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank, then I walked into the bathroom. Don’t follow me in here…


Harry opened the bathroom door once I closed it and turned me around. He quickly unzipped my dress and it pooled to my feet.


He chewed on both of his lips and groaned at me, burying his face in my neck. “I want to take you so bad, Anastasia.” He rasped in my ear and I wrapped my arms around his neck, making him kiss mine.


“Malina is in the bedroom.” I whispered and he looked at me.


“Which is why I can’t do what I want.” He whispered in my ear and turned my face towards his, making me kiss him. He ran his hands up my back and slipped on my tank, my shorts following, “Maybe, later.” He murmured on my skin.


I nodded my head and he kissed me one last time before leading me out of the bathroom.


“You guys are so fucking sweet!” Malina cheered sarcastically. “I want to throw up all over you until you learn to hate yourself as much I hate you for being so goddamned perfect.” She shook her head and I sat down beside her.


“You sound like Niall.” I laughed and Harry looked at me. “How strange.”


“Who the fuck is Niall?” Malina asked, snapping open a bottle she brought from the kitchen and bringing it to her lips.


“One of my friends.” Harry said and she shook her head.


“Why are you comparing me to someone like you, richie?” Malina looked at him and he sneered.


“I wasn’t. And I didn’t.” He grabbed a bottle from her and she gasped, grabbing a pillow and hitting him in the face with it.


“Oh shit.” I giggled and they both looked at me, picking up a pillow and throwing it at me. “Don’t get me in this!” I shrieked and hit Malina in the face with a pillow.


“That’s it, Greene.” She laughed and knocked me over, pinning me down to the ground as she tickled me.


“No! No! Ahahahaha!” I hit her in the face with the pillow many times but she wouldn’t stop tickling me.


Harry picked Malina off of me and she began kicking and screaming until he threw her onto the bed.


“You don’t touch me, curly!” She boomed and hit him with three pillows, ripping a few of them open, making feathers fly everywhere.


I pulled him down to the ground as the feathers fell, and he landed on top of me.


He smirked at me, and kissed my nose. Malina then ripped open a few more pillows and it’s like it was raining feathers.


“Dog pile, bitches!” She hollered, jumping on top of Harry’s back, making me grunt.


“Malina!” I couldn’t help but laugh and Harry blew feathers off of my face,


Then we all collapsed to the floor and the feathers bounced up around us and fell back down to us.


“You guys are the best.” I sighed and they both looked at me.


“You know we love you.” Malina laughed and threw some feathers at me.


But Harry is going to leave me… Tears filled my eyes and I covered my face.


“Baby. Hey, why are you crying?” Harry sat up and Malina scooted over to me. “I’m right here. Shh,” He wrapped me in his arms. "I've got you."


“I just don’t want you to leave me…” I cried and he shook his head.


“I won’t. I promised you just like you promised me.” I uncovered my eyes to see him smiling beautifully at me. Then he leaned forward and kissed me, affectionately just to get on Malina’s nerves.


“GROSS!” She groaned and Harry began roaming his hands over my body, making me laugh into the kiss. “You guys are the reason why I drink.” She chuckled.


She then stood up and collapsed onto the bed.


Minutes later, she was drunk and passed out on my bed, and Harry and I were laying on the feather-covered floor.


“Why do you love me?” I whispered over the TV that Malina had turned on.


“Impossible to answer.” He shook his head and kissed my jaw. “I just think that you’re so beautiful Anastasia, I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful.” I looked at him and he smiled. “Other women were shining like dull stars, but you’re brighter than the sun."


I giggled and looked down. “You’re so cheesy.”


“Well what would you rather me say?” He chuckled and I looked back up at him.


“I don’t know.” I sat up and ran my hands through his curls. “Something… Seductive. You’ve been saying stuff like that all day.” I blushed and he raised his eyebrows.


“Come here.” He motioned for me and I laid down on top of him. He began to kiss me, and I ran my hands back through his hair. He ran his hands up my thighs and I began rocking on his hips, making him groan loudly in my mouth. “Where did you learn to do that, Anastasia?”


“What can I say? I learn from the best.” I smirked and he threw his head back.


“Get back down here and let me touch you, Miss Greene.” He demanded and I leaned back down and kissed him, letting his hands explore my vulnerable body.


“Disgusting!” Malina yelled and ran to the bathroom and I laughed out loud.


Harry laughed with me and she came back out of the bathroom, walking towards the door.


“Where are you going, M?” I asked and she put her hand on the handle.


“To get some more alcohol.” She gave a drunk smile, and as soon as she opened the door, Penelope came flying in.


She was about to say something, but then she saw me and Harry on the floor, holding on to each other.


“What the hell is this?!” She yelled, yanking me off of Harry.


“Who the fuck do you think you are?!” I boomed and Harry stood up, trying to pull me away from Penelope.


“You’re touching him! You can’t be with him! You’re… You! Do you know how wrong that is! You can not be with him, Anastasia! You’re not good enough!” She was in my face, and I jerked my arm from Harry.


“Spit in my face once more time bitch, I swear.” I got right back in her face.


Then all of a sudden, she hissed on purpose and her spit went all over my face. And without thinking, I reared my fist back and popped her right on her broken nose.


“Oh my God!” She yelled, holding on to her nose.


Harry stood behind me, surprised. And Malina stood there grinning at me like she was proud.


“Say something else.” I snapped and she shook her head, running out of my room.


“You know she’s probably going to bring Gina, right?” Harry whispered behind me. I nodded my head and I closed my eyes.


“I don’t care. I hate her. I hate her so fucking much. She’s going to take you away-” He covered my mouth before I could finish and he shook his head.


“No she’s not. I don’t love her. I love you. Remember that?” He smiled.


Then he kissed me and Penelope walked back into my room for some reason and saw us kissing. And the only thing I heard was Malina’s laughter and the sound of my rapid heart beat as Harry kissed me harder.

Notes

"Today is a new day." - Chicken Little


My love for my Wonderlights is like the stars,
Burning,
**K. xx