Desiree's POV
Its been a week since school started and everyone in Harry's little circle is super nice. I noticed no girl was really with Niall. Mya isn't dating anyone.. Hmm interesting. 6th period finally ends so I search for Mya. Found her. She's with a guy?!? Maybe I can't hook them up. Oh well. Since she had someone I went to find Harry. I'm about 5 feet away from him and some girl with tattoes all on her arms and piercings goes up to him. I eavesdrop and find out what she's saying.

"Hey hottie." She says to Harry.

"Umm... Hi." Harry replied. That's my boy.

"So you haven't been replying to my texts." This bitch.

"And I'm not going to."

"And why's that?" She asks. This is my chance.

"Natalie, I-"

"Because he has a girlfriend." I say crossing my arms.

"Yeah.. Honey, I don't give a fuck." I swear to god she acts just like Naomi.

"Well you should or that ugly ass face of yours will be connected with my knee and fists. Got it? Kay." Harry looked at me in shock.

"I'd like to see you try." She soon bites back.

"Bitch just leave me and Harry the fuck alone."

"Oh Harry. Speaking of 'fuck', you should really call so we finish what we started." She smirked.

"Why the hell would I do that? I am with Des now, so get a fucking life!" Harry yelled as I stood there smirking. But I am a little hurt by 'finish what we started'. When was this? Why with this slut?

"Don't act like you didn't want me.." She said trying to touch his arm.

"You fucking touch him, I swear you face will destroyed. Not like it isn't already." I yell.

Then that bitch touched his arm seductively. I took that as a chance to slap her. She held on to her face before trying to slap me. I caught her hand, twisted her arm behind he and pushed her so she would be on the ground. I started kicking her and stomping on her, until Harry came in an pulled me away.

"Ok I think she got her ass beat enough." Harry said trying to calm me down.

"That's what your ugly ass gets for trying to push yourself on my damn boyfriend, you stupid bitch!" I yelled. I'm glad it was the end of the day so I wouldn't get suspended.

Harry's POV
Well.. DAMN. I didn't think Des had it in her. I had to stop her she was gonna kill her.

"Ok I think she got her ass beat enough." I tried calming her down.

"That's what you ugly ass gets for trying to push yourself on my damn boyfriend, you stupid bitch.!" She yelled.

"You want to go now?" I asked. Which she replied with a nod.

Once inside the car, I turned on music and rubbed on her thigh. That seems to calm her down a lot and so I gave it a shot.

"So I'm having some friends over, you wanna go with me?" I ask. This would be her first time.

"Definitely. Anything to get my mind off of that Natalie chick." She sighed.

"I'm sorry about that." I said quietly.

"I just have one question." She started off. Oh no.

"What did she mean by 'finish what we started'?" I sighed.

"Before we dated this was when school was almost over. I would.."

"Don't say anymore. I get it." She looked down.

"But that was the past. You showed me how to love and I can't thank you enough." She smiled.

"We're here." I announced.

I jogged over to her side and opened the door. The lads and I shared this house so they were already here.

She smiled. I take her into my arms.

"I love you." I said still in her embrace.

"I love you more." She smiled into my chest.

"I doubt it." I went along with it.

"Sorry but you can't doubt facts." She is a smart one.

Desiree's POV
After beating this whore, I think I need a drink.

"Can you get me a drink?" I asked Harry.

"Want kind?" Harry asked.

"Vodka?" I replied.

"You drink?" Harry asked surprised. Let's freshen his memory.

"Hmm. I throw many many parties filled with drunk or high teenagers, and you ask if I drink?" I chuckle.

"Fair enough." He laughed as well.

"Here you go." Harry passed me the cup full of vodka.

After downing that I wanted another, which Harry happily gave.

I had about 4 and a half cups of it now. I was pretty drunk. I'm a bipolar drunk. One minute I'm happy then the next I'm crying, like some little girl who lost their dog.

"No more for Des." Harry laughed.

"No fair!" I pouted.

I was wobbly when I tried to walk. I was starting to get really hot. That alcohol really got to me.

"Easy." Harry warned and laughed.

"What's so funny?" I asked very serious.

"Nothing."

"Oh you are laughing at you girlfriend drunk and about to throw up." I slur.

Harry grabbed me by the waist and directed me by the bathroom. He pulled my hair out of my face and rubbed circles into my back as I got rid of every bit of my lunch.

"Here." Harry handed me a wash cloth that had warm water on it.

"Oh my god." I said before throwing up again. He took the wash cloth and put it on my forehead.

All of a sudden I started crying.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" I cried.

Harry's POV
She is funny when she's drunk. When I thought she was finished throwing up, I let go of her hair. She turned to me, and started sobbing.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" She cried.

"What's wrong?!" The girls came in.

"She's an emotional drunk." I answer.

"She might just be a truthful drunk that has something on her chest." El said rubbing her back.

"Do you have something you need to say that you've been keeping to yourself?" I ask to see if El was right. She nodded and sniffled.

"What's wrong baby?" I asked to find out.

"Well, I got super jealous when you were with her. You probably hooked up with her as a 'fuck buddy'" she started giggling.

"I think we should talk when you're sober."

"Why?" She whined.

"Baby you're drunk." I tried reasoning with her.

"Maybe only a little." She put her index near her thumb.

"Not now. Please."

"Fine."

I sighed in relief.

"Come here." I gestured towards me.

"I don't know about that." She said giggling.

"Come here. I don't bite." i laughed.

She straddled me and kissed me. Hard.

"I love you."

"I will always love you Harry." I smiled and kissed her harder.

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