“Party time!” -Niall Horan

March 30, 2012
The Abandoned Building

I gawked at the outfit that Harry had laid on the bed for me when I got out of the shower. There was a pair of black pumps with silver beading on the toe, and a strapless black dress that would probably come above mid-thigh, and a pair of lace stockings.


“Harry?” I picked up the dress after wrapping a towel around my body.


“Yeah babe?” He called from the kitchen.


“What is this cloth on the bed?” I laughed a little and he chuckled.


“That’s your party dress babe.” His voice was low, and I realized he had walked to the doorway of the bedroom.


I dried my body off and the dress already had cups built in it so I didn’t need a bra. I slipped on my underwear, then the stockings, and then I slipped on the dress. It was so tight that it pushed my breasts back, and it made my ass look super big. I slipped the heels on and walked into the bathroom.


I dried my hair and curled it with the curling iron I brought, and then I applied some mascara and eyeliner to my eyes. I put on some lipstick and then I walked out of the bathroom to look in the body mirror in the bedroom.


I stopped at the sight, and my skin flushed when I realized Harry was looking at me the same way I was looking at myself.


I looked like a completely different person, even though I wear dresses and heels all the time. I just looked so different.


Harry tore off his t-shirt and slipped on a black button-up, tucking the ends in his skinnies. He ran his palms down his thighs a few times and swallowed.


“What is it?” I asked, grabbing my clutch.


“You just look really… Sexy.” He swallowed again and I walked up to him. The heels made me tall enough to where I didn’t even have to look up to him. “Damn, Ana. And you smell heavenly again.” He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me eagerly.


But then I pulled away and put my forefinger on his lips. “My lipstick.”


He groaned. “You’re using your lipstick as an excuse for me not to fuck you?”


I nodded my head and whenever I scurried out of the room, he smacked my ass and I checked the time on my phone. The party started thirty minutes ago.


We walked down the street and to the abandoned building. The music was so loud that you could hear the words of the song through the 6-foot brick wall. People were hanging around outside, drinking and laughing. People were running around the building and everyone was walking in and out of it.


As soon as we walked up to the building, a few of the guys standing by the gates hollered at me. But I just rolled my eyes and Harry secured his hand on my elbow, moving me forward.


After we walked into the building, we were handed more than one cup of drinks and I took a drink of one of them, sticking my tongue out and handing it to a random person. I took a drink of second one and decided I could deal with the foreign taste.


“Do you know anyone here?” I heard someone yell, but it wasn’t Harry. I looked around confused. “Hello? I’m talking to you.” Someone grabbed my arm and I froze in my spot, making Harry lean down to me. I turned to see who it was and relaxed when I saw who it was.


“What the hell are you doing here Niall?” I smiled and Harry poked his head up, doing some kind of bro hug with Niall. I hugged him after Harry did and smiled again.


“Do you honestly think I’d miss the most partied time of the year down here?” He smirked and grabbed a solo cup from someone who was offering. “I love these solo cups. Sometimes they’re mixed drinks, sometimes they’re just beer. When I’m drunk, I finish my drink and piss in the cup, and then I start trying to hand it to random people.”


“That’s terrible!” I laughed and he shook his head.


“When I prank, I prank to kill.” He crinkled his nose and turned to the girls with the blue hair beside us. “Hey baby, how you doing?” He said to one of them and she immediately replied by pulling him towards her.


I laughed and looked around, spotting a seat on the couch in the middle of the room. “Do you wanna sit?” I looked at Harry and he nodded.


We walked over to the couch and Harry sat down, letting me sit on his lap.


“Why do you look so nervous?” I asked and he cleared his throat.


“When I bought that dress for you, I knew people were going to be staring at you. But not this much. One guy almost touched your ass earlier and you didn’t even notice it. I’m just a bit worried that you’ll drink too much and run off with one of these assholes.” He looked at me and I shook my head.


I bent down towards his ear and whispered, “I promised I would never leave you. Just like you promised me.”


He then kissed me softly and I spotted a game of spin the bottle going on with the people beside us.


“Do you wanna play spin the bottle?” I asked Harry, and laughed at the girls’ face when she spinned it and it landed on another girl.


“No not really.” He shook his head and I sat down beside him.


“Well what do you want to do?” I asked, sighing.


“I don’t know.” He shrugged and then Carter appeared in front of us.


“Well, well, well. If it isn’t blondie and her old man.” He put his hands on his hips and I swallowed when I realized he was shirtless. I looked at Harry and he was looking at Carter with a clenched jaw- I knew he didn’t like him. “How you two doing tonight?”


“I’m bored.” I stated and he scoffed.


“Well what did I tell you this morning?” He bent down in front of me and Harry’s thigh tensed beside mine. “I told you if you hung out with me, that you would have the best damn time of your life. Now come with me, blondie. I’ll show you what real party people do.” He smirked and grabbed my hand, pulling me off of the couch.


I tried to grab Harry’s hand but Carter pulled me away to quickly, making me lose sight of Harry and get lost in the crowd.


“Okay. Game one. Every time you tell a secret, you have to take a shot. Whoever gets drunk first, has to kiss the one who told the first secret.” He explained and pointed to a group of people.


There was Niall, those three blue-haired girls, three other guys, a blonde girl, and me and Carter.


I sat down in the gathered circle and one of the blue-haired girls almost said something but Carter held up his hand. “Let the newcomer speak.” He handed me a shot glass and I spun it in circles, watching the vodka spin around the rim. “Tell a secret, take a shot.”


“Um, well… This is the first real party I’ve been to.” I said and tipped my shot, the vodka burning the back of my throat.


“No shit. You’ve never been to a party at high school?” Niall asked and I shook my head. “Well damn, Ana.”


“Ana?” Carter questioned and I nodded my head. “Okay, my turn.” He grabbed a shot glass and smiled. “I met a girl last night, but she has an old man for a bf.”


I widened my eyes when he tipped his glass up and he winked at me when he swallowed his drink.


“Alright. I’ll go.” Niall grabbed a shot and threw his head back. “I’ve never been with a girl long enough to say I love you.”


“Go again, Ana.” Carter said to me when no one volunteered.


I grabbed a shot and sighed. “I’m not a virgin.”


Carter gasped and watched me slowly as I tipped my glass. “I’ve never fucked a girl under the age of 15.” He raised his eyebrows.


“I fucked a guy this morning, and he was 42.” One of the blue-haired girls said who was sitting beside Niall, and he scooted away from her.


“I use my mouth a lot.” The blonde girl said, sending Niall a wink and he flushed.


“My parents’ were the second richest couple in the world.” I spoke and Carter snapped his head towards me, making me nod.


“I don’t like boys.” A girl with blue and purple hair said and Niall hollered.


“I’m tipsy.” Carter said, laughing a little.


“I’m afraid of bigfoot.” One of the guys in the group said and Niall threw a rock at him, shaking his head.


“I don’t use condoms.” Niall spoke and my mouth dropped.


“Neither do I.” Carter said, his gaze locked on me. Harry used to.


I looked at Carter and he tipped up a bottle of beer before falling backwards on the chair he was sitting on.


“Looks like we got a loser!” Niall slurred and I stood up, scared.


I can’t kiss Carter! What if Harry sees? Do you know how guilty I’ll feel? Shit, shit, shit! I went to walk away but Carter drowsily walked over to me.


“Don’t you even think about it, Ana.” He slurred and grabbed a hold of my arm.


“Carter I can’t.” I shook my head and he furrowed his brows.


“What did your old man ever do for you? Buy you diamonds? Give you kisses? Does he even really love you?” He threw questions at me too quickly for me to answer. “I’m younger than he is, Ana…” He stood up straight and put his forefinger under my chin. I began to shake, and I closed my eyes. “I can make you feel better than he can…”


“Stop.” I tore from him and he arched his jaw. “He loves me.”


“He lusts after you.” He raised his eyebrows and I shook my head.


“You couldn’t be any different.” He put his hand over his chest and I rolled my eyes. “Besides, he’s been with me longer.”


“Ouch. And he’s still using you for sex?” That’s something like what Gina said… No. Don’t believe anything he says, Ana.


“No. He never did! You don’t know anything!” I yelled, and I saw Niall pop his head out of a crowd.


“Come here baby. Come kiss me. You’ll feel better…” He outstretched his arms and forced me to run into his chest. “I’ll make you feel better…”


Tears fell from my eyes and I could barely see anything. But then all I saw was Carter being punched and knocked to the ground, all I heard was my sobs, and all I felt was Harry’s green eyes cutting into mine.

Notes

Yes, my cover is the same as 'The Night I Met Harry'. But I am going to change it. I just threw some things down and I liked that picture so I used it.
Anyways, second update later :) x