Mr. Popular and Miss. Nerdy Pants (One Direction)

Chapter ten

Penelope’s POV

    Both Liam and I watched bodies dance against each other. I had no idea where Harry was and I wasn’t very worried at all. Well, maybe I was. Couple of boys had requested for me to dance but I’d object. I finally got up from my seat, “I’ll be right back. Going to the bathroom,” I informed Liam before he nodded. I looked around the big house looking for a bathroom. Halloween was only tomorrow so the guy who runs the party had decided to make it today since his parents were coming tomorrow night. I find it absolutely pathetic. I don’t think he’ll be able to clean the house that fast.

    I found Harry currently running around the house with a cup of what I thought looked like water. He shoved it at me laughing to himself. I furrowed my eyebrows, “Have some! It’s water!”

    “You sure?” I inquired raising an eyebrow. He nodded rapidly before getting dizzy.

    “Whoa! Hardcore!” I couldn’t help but giggle at his voice. He was drunk, “Drink up! I know you’re laughing at me because I look like an idiot don’t I?”

    “Yes,” I said. I brought the cup up to my lips hoping the drink wasn’t something else. Once the drink went down my throat I was a little tipsy but not so much that I wouldn’t know what I was doing. Harry shoved another cup at me. I had no idea how he got it so fast.

    “Wow, this shit is good!” I screamed into his ear. He nodded once again as I drank another two cups. By now I was so drunk I couldn’t even walk right. I felt a sudden urge to fall asleep.

    “Harold what did you do to Penny?” asked a voice I was quite sure it was Zayn. I held onto Zayn laughing at myself.

    “I like cheese,” I said.

    “I only gave her like four drinks,” chuckled Harry lying against a wall.

    “Wait,” I said confused. I pointed at Zayn and Harry, “Weren’t you drunk Henry? Or is it Barry?”

    “Harry love,” Zayn corrected me.

    “DON’T CORRECT ME!” I shouted “YOU ARE NOT ALOUD TO CORRECT ME! NOW GO ZAYN YOU MUST GO!” I said pointing at a girl which I thought was a door. Zayn  shook his head as Harry was in fits of laughter.

    I hugged Harry, “You’re da one,” I whispered as Harry drank something out of a cup.

    “What?”

    “I’d like to have sex!” I said grinning.

    “I think you need to sit down, Penny-” he didn’t even finish the rest of his sentence as I crashed my lips against his. They were warm and tasted like alcohol. I wrapped my arms around his neck as we switched places. He pressed my back on the wall. His hands rubbed around my waist. I played with his hair as I pushed my chest closer to his. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he gave me a boost. I pushed away kissing his neck. I began to suck on his soft spot releasing a small love bite.

    He gently moaned into my ear. Just as my hands went down to his pants he pushed me away, “I think you need to rest Penny.”   

    “I don’t want too!” I pouted.

    ******

    “Holy shit,” I cursed as I looked around. My head felt like it got hit multiple times with a baseball. I was lying on Harry’s bed. I looked around to see him sleeping on the floor. I groaned in pain. I felt nauseous. I  got up hoping I won’t fall. Sadly, I did. I fell on Harry. He moaned as he rubbed his eyes. His eyes widen as he saw me lying on him. I grinned sheepishly ignoring my pain.

    “Hi,” I greeted.

    “Hello,” his husky voice said. I frowned as I got up.

    “I feel like I can puke any minute,” I complained.

    “You were pretty drunk. I’ll go get some pills,” he got up.

    Once I could hear him at the kitchen I yelled, “YEAH BECAUSE *PILLS* CAN SOLVE PROBLEMS!”

    I heard him chuckle.

    As he gave me the pills he smirked, “What?”

    “You get pretty crazy when you’re drunk. Horny as a matter of fact.”

    “What?” I bit my lip.

    “You wanted to have sex,” he laughed at my expression. I blushed deeply red as I stared at my water.

    “Shut up, Harold,” I snapped.

    “I liked it.”

    “Of course.”

    “TODAY IS HALLOWEEN!”

    “So?” I asked not caring.

    “I’m going to dress up as Harry Potter,” he grinned.

    “I would dress up like Snape but I’m a girl,” I said.

    “Dress up like Hermione,” he said, “Wait never mind.”

    “Why not?”

    “Hermione doesn’t end up with Harry,” he frowned sitting down next to me on the bed. He turned on the television. I blushed. “We can make it work, though,” he winked cheekily.

    “Yup,” I began, “I’m dressing up like Hermione.” He rolled his eyes.

  

*Author's note*

Okay I admit, I have came to the point where I am obsessed with my story right now xD I update sooner than I always expect now!

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