"God Dammit!" I practically yelled. The man didn't feel the sense of burden as he kept on dancing, quickly grabbing a girl and attaching her to him. I turned myself back to the bar while taking another sip of my half empty cup of beer. The face of disgust became a mask, as it was more bitter than the first time I tried it. I was about to grab a napkin, when I felt a warm, calm pant behind me. "Pussy," said the low, deep, throaty voice behind me. At this point my body had gone to an icy numbness where I couldn't feel anything.
The manly hand reached in front of me, grabbing the nearest napkin and, without hesitation, started to "wipe" up the spilled beer. Instead, I got the strange perception that he was feeling me up, since the beer did fall on my chest. I quickly turned myself to face him. He was wearing all black, a black V-neck with black skinny jeans, with the usual tears on the knees, and his black boots. Stationed in his hair was a blue bandana that had miniature white crosses spread all over. It was holding back the many curls and waves located on the top of his head. Harry.
"Thank you for that." My tone coming out fairly sarcastic and annoyed. I managed to swipe the napkin from his grasp and retrieve my drink before making my way through the crowds once more. I finally found Liam, talking to Robbie. Thank god. Liam's eyes met mine, following me until we were reconnected.
I placed a slight kiss on his lips as I returned. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything important," I said, looking nervously between Robbie and Liam. "Nooo, not at all! We were just talking about how your Liam is so excited for you to be starting your career as an actress, and how he hopes to one day be taking the same path as you!" Robbie said, making it completely obvious that he was intoxicated.
A smile plastered onto my face and I turned to face my boyfriend, allowing an "Awwww" to escape my mouth. I slid my arm through his, hooking myself onto his bicep like starfish on a rock.
"Well, this party seems extremely fun, so I think I'm going to take a look around. We'll see you later Robbie!" I said, pulling Liam and I in a different direction, hoping to ease the tension that has been building up inside ever since I saw him.
We walked back to the bar so Liam could grab a drink. As we did, I felt a pair of eyes on me, but I couldn't tell which direction they seemed to be coming from. Oh well, it didn't matter. The only eyes I needed on me right now were Liam's.
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After several fast-paced songs and many, MANY more drinks, I found myself turned around, my back facing Liam, grinding along his junk, smack-dab in the middle of the dance floor. I could feel his length through his pants and my dress, evident of what he wanted.
I looked up at the second floor, wondering what kind of things were going on up there, when I found the pair of eyes I had felt scanning my body the entire night: Harry. He was looking straight at me as I saw him jump a little when he realized I was looking back at him. I figured I'd have a little fun with this. If he wants to play games, so can I.
As the too-overplayed song continued to reverberate throughout the house, I pushed even closer into Liam, throwing my arms over my shoulders to link behind his neck. His hands ran up and down my body, making sure to take their time on my boobs and around my opening. I felt his lips press against my neck, his mouth surely filled with the taste of salt that came from the intense amount of sweat that had been released from our dancing.
I turned around, allowing Liam's lips to leave my neck, only to reconnect with my lips, our tongues beginning to dance faster than we were. His hands ran down my back, coming to a halt on my butt, squeezing it tightly. Our bodies did a 180, allowing me to face Harry again, only this time, he was gone.
Chapter 5
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