"Can you just hurry up?" Harry groaned from the other side of the door.
"I'm ready," I said as I zipped my dress. Thankfully, it was on the side and not the back.
I chose to wear a green dress and black high heels for tonight. My hair fell on my shoulders loosely and the curls in the end looked nice. Some bracelets and black earings. My makeup is not too much nor too light. Just something normal and nice.
I opened the door and sucked in a breath when I saw Harry standing there, wearing tight, skinny, black jeans and a black, V neck tee, exposing his tattoos underneath. His leather black jacket made him look even hotter than he is. His long hair were pushed back perfectly and his cologne filled my nostrils from 4 feet away.
I smiled at his beauty and knowing that this guy, this handsome guy stays in the same house as me. He sleeps in my bed and teases me to death, he cares about me so much and copliments me when I wake up. How can you not love Harry?
His eyes travelled down my body and his lower lip was now tugged between his teeth, almost killing me at how sexy he looked at the moment. I blushed when he locked eyes with me since it kinda felt awkward.
"You look great." he smirked at me.
"Thank you, you look really nice too." I said as I stepped out of my bedroom.
"Okay, now let's go." he nodded towards the stairs.
I followed him outside the house and quickly jumped into the car. The same time Harry jumped in, my phone vibrated and Niall's name appeared on the screen.
"Hello?" I answered the same time Harry started the car.
"We're on our way to the club, I'm gonna send you the adress in a message, okay?" Niall said.
"Sure, is Hannah there with you?"
"Duh, I said we."
"Hi Rebecca!" Hannah's voice was heard in the back, causing me to smile.
"Hi Hannah." I chuckled. "Alright, send me the adress and we'll be there."
"Are you coming alone?" Niall asked.
"No, Harry's coming with me." I replied.
"Oh, okay." he said flatly, as if he wasn't pleased with my answer. "See ya there."
"See ya." I hang up and looked at Harry.
"He doesn't like me, huh?" Harry said with a smirk, eyes fixed on the street.
"I don't think it's fully his fault." I shot, looking away.
"You're picking him, I see." there was a hint of hurt behind his voice that made my stomach flip to my abdomen and I quickly wanted to change his mind.
"I'm not picking anyone's side, I'm just saying what I personally think."
"Hmm."
Niall send me the adress and I told Harry. We drove in silence for about 20 minutes until we were there. The loud music was already been heard while I was still sitting in the car. Harry glanced at me and reached to touch my arm.
"You okay?" he asked. I could feel his eyes scanning my body and face.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go." I said, giving him a small smile before jumping out of the car.
The line was huge, so many people waited to enter the club. I waited patiently with Harry behind me, who was actually glaring daggers to each male that walked past me and stared at me a second more than needed.
"Where the fuck is he?" Harry said, looking around.
"He'll come, calm down, please." I said calmly, giving him a warning look.
He sighed and crossed his arms, looking around. I looked down at the jacket I was resting on my forearm. I really wanted to have fun tonight but that feeling inside of me that kept warning me about Harry brought anxiety in my abdomen.
"Hey, sorry we're late." Niall appeared, wearing a leather jacket, white tee and skinny black jeans. He looked handsome with his blonde hair pushed back.
"It's okay, we just got here." I assured, gaining a sarcastic huff by Harry. I shot him a glare that he gladly accepted with a smirk before refocusing on Niall and Hannah.
"It's so nice to see you, Rebecca." Hannah said with a bright smile as she pulled me in for a tight hug.
"It's nice to see you too." I smiled.
"How can you walk? Weren't you supposed to be in the hospital?" Hannah whispered in my ear, tightening her grip around.
I gulped. "I'll tell you later." I whispered back.
"No-this is crazy, how can you-," she was cut off by me pulling back before I had to answer her questions.
"I love this dress on you." I said, taking her hand in mine.
She was wearing a black tight dress that showed her curves and black high heels. Her blonde hair were falling in front her chest, her loose curls turning into a shape of waves wich fit her perfectly.
"T-thanks," she laughed awkwardly. "You look great." she queezed my hand a little too tightly.
"Wow, there are so many people here tonight." Niall said surprised as he took a step back to look at the front of the line. "We're gonna have to wait for at least 10 minutes."
"It's okay, at least we're gonna have so much fun when we enter!" Hannah cheered, squeezing my hand once more.
"Yeah, what a great time to live." Harry rolled his eyes.
I glared the side of his head as he purposely avoided my gaze. Sighing, I turned my attention to Niall who was talking with Hannah about last night's party.
"Hannah, he did not call me after he left." Niall said annoyed.
"But there's no way he made it home alone, he was drunk as hell." she claimed.
"Well, seems like he wasn't that drunk." Niall nodded behind us.
Me and Hannah turned around to look at who Niall was reffering too. My eyes widened when I saw Stefan talking to a brunette girl, looking really hot. Hannah's mouth fell open and her blue eyes widened. We both turned to look at Niall again.
"No fucking way!" Hannah said surprised.
"Yeah, he really knows how to handle alcohol." Niall smirked and glanced behind us at Stefan once.
"Well, maybe he can teach me how to do it too." I chuckled.
Suddenly, Harry's gaze was on me, and it was really intense. I looked uo at him to find him giving me a weird look wich was quickly changed into a cold stare that confused me. I furrowed my brows but before I could ask him, he turned his gaze somewhere else, jaw set and muscles there tensing.
"I bet you're gonna be the sober in the group either way, Rebecca." Niall teased.
I chuckled. "Don't be so sure."
"For the first time, I agree with him." Harry spoke. "You're not getting drunk tonight." he gave me a warning look.
"Says who?" I raised a brow.
"Me." he said firmly, leaning closer.
I huffed, looking away. "You're not my parent to tell me what to do."
Harry's nostrils were flaring and I knew he was about to snap at me right now before Niall spoke first.
"So, Rebecca, are you excited for coming to work tomorrow again?"
"No, but I'm ready to drink that wine behind Jack's back." I laughed, Niall copying me.
"Good days!" he said with a grin.
"So that's what you two have been doing during work? Drinking secretly wine?" Hannah raised a brow.
"Yeah, so?" Niall shrugged.
"Yeah, it's nothing important to worry about, right Harry?" I sarcastically said.
Harry rolled his eyes once more, causing me and Niall to let a snort while Hannah softly giggled. After a few more minutes, we finally entered the club.
The loud music and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled the air around me, making me grimace. The mousic was fine actually, but that awful smell literally burned my nose. Harry was following me from behind while Hannah was in front of me and Niall was leading us through the crowd to the bar.
I sat between Harry and Niall and I had to say that they were in two completely diffrrent moods. Niall was all too happy and excited to party and have fun, while Harry on the other hand was all too moody and bored to death. However, he had already drank two bottles of tequila and he looked sober. While me...I was hardly swallowing down a sip of tequila.
I elbowed slightly Harry, getting his attention. He was staring at the bottle in front of him for 5 minutes now and he hadn't spoke to me, wich really worried and confused me.
"Hey, you're okay?" I said loudly to his ear so he could hear me.
"There's no need to yell, I can hear you clearly, you know." he said to me, making me blush.
"Sorry," I innocently smiled. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just find this party too boring." he shrugged before taking a long sip of his tequila.
"Okay, do you want to dance?" I suggested.
He shook his head before taking another sip, ignoring me completely. Frustrated, I turned my head to the other side and focused on Niall and Hannah that were laughing at something.
"Hey Rebecca, you wanna dance?" Hannah yelled so I could hear her through the music.
"Sure," I said, standing up from the chair.
I felt a hand wrapping around my arm and pulling me back to my seat. I furrowed my brows and turned to look at Harry giving me a warning look.
"What?" I asked annoyed.
"Where you think you're going?" he demanded, studying my face with his green intimidating eyes.
"To the dancefloor with Hannah." I jerked my arm away. "Now, excuse me."
I quickly walked over to the dancefloor with Hannah holding tightly my hand. We started dancing, the music making me lose control and move my body on the rythm.
Niall appeared a few minutes later, wrapping an arm around Hannah's waist and holding her close. I smiled at the sight of them, but felt my heart cracking since Harry wasn't here to hold me like that. I moved my gaze and glanced at him. He was still sitting on the bar, his back facing me and his head tilting back as he took more sips of his drink.
Hannah wrapping an arm around my neck and kissing my cheek dragged me out of my thoughts. Niall stood in front of us and rose his phone, grinning at us.
"Let's take a picture." Harrah said as she scooted closer to me.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and took her hand in mine as we both smiled at the camera (picture on the side). Niall took the picture and gave us a thumbs-up before shoving the phone in his pocket.
As Hannah danced with Niall and I kept moving my body next to them, too focused on enjoying the moment, I suddenly felt my arm burning. I frowned and stopped moving as I tried to look at my arm, but it was really difficult with all those lights in the room and the darkness.
I looked around, trying to find Harry when I felt more pain coursing me through my arm. My arm felt numb and the burning got worse. I quickly told Niall that I'm going to find Harry and he nodded before rushing to the bar. My eyes widened when Harry wasn't there. He was missing from his spot and it only worried me.
I felt like the flesh on my arm was slowly being ripped open and that made me leave a low groan of pain from my lips. I couldn't wait for Harry to come and since I couldn't find him, I quickly started pushing through the crowd and headed towards the restrooms.
Pushing the door open with my shoulder, I shoved myself in. My eyes widened when I saw a couple making out against the wall, the girl wearing only her bra and tight, short skirt and the guy only in his jeans.
"Oh my God, I'm sorry!" I said and covered my eyes with my hands before turning completely around. "I'm sorry, I didn't know-,"
"Heeey, calm down, you can join us if you waaant." the guy slurred, showing me he was drunk to the bone.
I shook my head and turned around, an idea coming to my head. "Why don't you go to the men's restroom? You can do whatever you want there without anyone interrupting." I said quickly, moving my hands.
"Sounds good." the blonde girl said before kissing the guy once more. "C'mon," she said as she took his hand in hers and dragged him out of the room, both of them laughing loudly.
I bent over the sink and took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, trying to control the pain. I opened my eyes to look at my reflection in the mirror.
The scream that came past my lips wasn't caused only by the deep, bleeding scratch on my arm. No. It was also caused by the black figure that was standing right behind me, glaring at me with red eyes and a knife in his hand, threating to stab me.
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A/N: Oh oh.
What the hell is happening?
And where the fuck is Harry?
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