The Party (PART II)

My mouth hung open in shock.

No fucking way.

"So, is it okay? If you don't like it I have a back up too." Harry said carelessly.

"N-no, it's fine." I shrugged casually.

"Good, we'll leave you to change then. Louis, put her shoes beside the dress and Liam, put her jewellery on the table." Harry said. They did as told and then left with the door shutting quietly behind them.

As soon as they left I started squealing and jumping around the room. The door suddenly opened and I pretended to lean against the wall casually.

"What was that?" It was Louis and he had a smirk on his face. "What was what?" I asked after clearing my throat, acting dumb. He chuckled as he shut the door.

I broke into a grin as I quickly put everything on and did my hair and make up before heading outside.

(Her hair is down not up btw)

The dress was fucking gorgeous. It was a pink Teuta Matoshi princess dress with pink pearls all over, a plunging v-neckline (in the front as well as back) and puffy full mesh sleeves. There was a thin bow around the waist that completed the outfit perfectly.

The necklace and earrings were pink Swarovski and shoes were Bella Vita (pink pencil heels with a cute bow on top).

Louis, Zayn, Liam and Niall all stood there waiting for Harry. They were wearing black outfits and looking sharp as fuck.

They whistled when they saw me and I grinned like an idiot.

"Isn't it so fucking pretty? I feel like a princess." I grinned. "You do look like a princess." Louis chuckled.

"You guys look like prince charmings too." I laughed giddily.

Harry finally stepped out of the room and I inhaled sharply when I saw him.

We were matching again!

Who knew he could rock pink off and look so fucking manly doing it?

He saw me staring at him and smirked. I blushed as I averted my gaze. Harry came up to me, snaking his arm around my waist and coming up close to my face so I could see the tints and shades in his green eyes.

"Like what you see? It's all yours." He whispered the last part and smirked again when he saw my reaction.

My eyes widened as I pushed him off. "Don't be a fucking pervert!" I cried in frustration as I started to strut forward but he caught my wrist and spun me around, quickly planting a gentle kiss on my lips before marching forward.

"Lets go get this over with so I can get my hands around Ford's throat." he said with a snarl.

I was well aware of the fact that everyone was joking and giggling about my flustered face which only made me blush deeper.

"We're going in my car tonight." Harry said in a low voice as I caught up to his long strides. "Cool." I said casually.

"Alone." He whispered into my ear. I gulped.

"W-what? Why? Why can't we just go with them? It'll save fuel." I stuttered, trying to come up with a lame excuse. He chuckled at my frightened little expression.

"Don't worry, kitten, I won't bite... much." he added after a pause. I knew he was just trying to intimidate me but it was fucking working.

"Try not to ruin her dress, Harry." Zayn smirked at me as they started to sit in their car.

I gulped again.

"No promises, Malik." Harry smirked back.

Okay, now I am panik.

"Hop in mi'lady." Harry said from behind me. I turned around and was awe struck when I saw his car.

It was a Ferrari 250 GT Spyder Convertible, one of the most expensive and rarest car in the fucking world.

He opened the door for me and I got in. I was still gushing over the car when Harry started to drive. The others were riding in the other car right behind us.

"You like the car?" Harry asked. "How could I fucking not?! It'd literally be a sin not to!" I cried a little too enthusiastically.

He chuckled and glanced at me. "You can have it, kitten." he said. It honestly caught me off guard and for a second I couldn't speak.

"W-why?" I asked, finally finding my voice. "What do you mean why? What's mine is yours, kitten." he chuckled.

How sweet.

"Well, you can't drive yet but don't worry I have no problem being your chauffeur." he smirked.

"You fucking bitch!" I started laughing as I hit his arm. I totally forgot I couldn't drive.

"I'll get you for this, Harold." I said. He visibly cringed and I found myself laughing again.

"Oh, right, you hate that name. That's why I used to call you by your middle name, Edward a.k.a. Eddy." I smiled remembering.

He smiled warmly too and reached out his hand to take hold of mine. I intertwined my fingers in his.

The rest of the ride we just sat back, holding our hands, while talking about meaningless things from our past.

Before I knew it, we had arrived.

Harry stepped out before quickly coming to my side to open my door. I took his hand with a smile as I stepped out.

Everyone stared at us as we walked up to the doors, hand-in-hand. Before going in Harry turned to me, gently grabbing hold of my slim shoulders so he would have my full attention.

"Listen, kitten-" I cut him off. "I promise I won't be any trouble today, well, at least until the party ends." I smirked.

"Why do I find that hard to believe." Harry chuckled, pressing his soft lips to the back of my small hand.

I just laughed as he stared into my eyes with (as fucking corny as it is) what I could only describe as love.

We went in and I was surprised when I found the place in darkness. The only sources of light were the neon strobe lights similar to the party in the 'other room' yesterday.

Roberto came up with us, a martini in hand. "Ah, Mr. Styles! I am happy to see you again! Ms. Greer, looking lovely as ever." he smiled.

"What happened here?" Harry asked. "W-well, Mr. Styles, I noticed yesterday that your, um, girlfriend seemed to like the other party so I thought I'd change things up a little." he smiled.

Wow that was surprisingly thoughtful of him.

"I appreciate your efforts, Roberto." Harry chuckled.

"Ah, he chuckles! Now I know all is well!" Roberto laughed heartily.

Harry brought his head down to my face. "You can go have fun, kitten." Harry whispered in my ear.

"What about you? Can't you join me?" I pouted. "I will, soon, I promise." he kissed my cheek.

I smiled as I went up to where Louis, Zayn, Liam and Niall stood.

"Temporary truce till the party ends?" I asked. They glanced at each other and chuckled. "Sure, princess." Louis smiled. I grinned as I went to the crown in the center with the guys trailing behind my back. Listening by Reptaliens was playing.

I started dancing with my hands going up in my hair, moving to the beat. Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam danced close around me so no one else could come near me.

After dancing for a while and laughing our asses off at the stupid jokes Zayn was making I told them I was heading towards the bathroom.

They started to follow but I gave them a look that made 'em stop. I walked into the ladies room and found a woman reapplying her lipstick as I went up to take a look in the mirror.

"Hey, you're Harry's girl right?" she said, eyebrows furrowed. "Yep, that's me." I said as I fixed my hair.

"Oh, I'm sorry." she said, patting my shoulder as she started to head out. "Wait, what? Why?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Well, you know, cause he's fucking cruel. Everyone fears him. Nobody dares look him in the eye. He doesn't laugh, doesn't joke, he's so serious all the time. Plus, you're probably really sexually frustrated. Don't worry though it's not you it's him, he's never penetrated any woman, like, ever. Harry sure as fuck knows how to pleasure a woman but no matter how hard you'll try he won't fuck you, trust me, I know." she sighed.

"W-what do you mean? Were you his girlfriend?" I asked, starting to feel insecure. She scoffed. "What? No! Harry doesn't do girlfriends just one night stands. It's like he's saving himself for someone special." she rolled her eyes.

"See ya!" she smiled. The faded clacking of her heels echoed through my mind as she left.

Wait a fucking minute.

Harry's a virgin???

HA! What a fucking riot! Just wait till I catch him-

Someones arms snaked slipped around my waist and I turned around and tried to kick the guy in the shin but he caught my leg in his hand, making the slit of my dress ride up and reveal a little too much thigh.

"H-Harry." I gasped. "What are you thinking, kitten?" he asked, eyes narrowed as he intensely stared down at me.

"I-I-I was-" Did he hear my conversation with the other woman?

I tried to pull my leg away so I could stand up without having to hold onto him but he only tightened his grip on my thigh as he pulled it higher.

"Harry, let go-" I started when he suddenly picked me up so both of my legs were wrapped around his torso as he pushed me up against the wall.

His mouth crashed on mine and before I knew it, we were making out. He kissed me passionately, his tongue tracing the edge of my bottom lip, asking for an entrance but I didn't open my mouth. He tugged at the ends of my hair, making me cry out at the slight pain.

He took advantage of it and slipped his tongue in. We suddenly heard footsteps and giggles coming, hinting at the fact that people were coming.

I gasped in alarm as I tried to push Harry away. He went into an open stall, with me still attached to his body, and closed the door behind him so he could continue with his assault on my mouth and now neck.

I was finding it hard to breathe. "Harry- we- we can't-" I gasped between breaths as his kisses went down my cleavage and his cold as fuck hand rode up my thigh, sending goosebumps across my skin.

"Uhhh, hello?" someone called out.

Fuck.

The sound was followed by giggles. They could fucking hear us!

"If you guys are done, we'd like to use the stall please." the same voice said.

Harry growled against my ear. "Why does everyone keep interrupting us?" he hissed before putting me down. I was out of breath and flustered.

Harry opened the stall door, taking my hand in his. All the girls in the room gasped as Harry dragged me out of there. I was so fucking embarrassed!

We went back to the party where the guys were all making out with girls, well, except Niall who was busy making out with a boy.

Ooooooooo.

Harry guided me to the center of the crowd (which wasn't hard because everyone got out of our way when they say Harry coming). We danced for what seemed like hours but I still wasn't tired because I was having so much fun with him.

He glanced over my shoulder at someone and nodded towards them. I tuned around to look and saw Louis heading up to where the DJ was and saying something in his ear.

The DJ looked at him confused and Louis pushed his jacket aside so the guy could see the gun tucked in the waistband of his pants. Suddenly the guy was happy to follow orders and a slow song started playing.

It was Apocalypse by Cigarettes after sex.

Harry put his hands on my waist and I put my arms around his neck as we slowly started swaying to the music.

"Well that was naughty." I smirked.

"Oh, I'll show you naughty when we're alone, kitten." he grinned. I blushed as I hit him in the shoulder.

Harry burst out into laughter and covered his mouth with his hand. "Your face!" he gasped between laughter.

"Stop it!" I whined, embarrassed. "Okay, okay, if you want me to." he said, finally calming down.

"Can we get ice cream on the way back?" I asked out of the blue.

"You can get anything you want, kitten." he smiled warmly at me.