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Thank You El.

Chapter 5

Once we got back to the table, we sat by each other and watched everybody drunkenly attempt to dance. “Harry! Harry! There you are! I've been looking for you. Can we go already? I'm a little tired,” Taylor said. He looked over to me and I quickly averted my gaze. “Demetria do you mind if we leave? I don’t want to leave you.” I got butterflies in my stomach when I heard him say that. He doesn’t want to leave me. I took out my phone to look at the time, 12:15. “Can you stay for 15 minutes? We’re leaving at 12:30.” He turns back to Taylor and whispers in her ear. She looks at me and rolled her eyes. I guess we’re staying. “Hey, I am about to go the bathroom real quick. Be good!” He leaned down and kissed my cheek and left. “I know what you are trying to do. Who do you think you are to come and try to ruin everything we have built? You better watch your back because he is mine and I don’t plan on letting him go. Can’t you tell that the rich belong with each other and not you lower class cowards?” What did this bitch say? I instantly got up and threw my drink on her. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I AM NOT TRYING TO STEAL YOUR MAN! IF HE WAS YOURS THAN HE WOULDN’T BE DANCING WITH ME.” Taylor stood up and attempted to throw her drink at me before El came and grabbed her hand. “Don’t even think about it,” she pushed Taylor’s hand back causing the drink to fall on the floor and turned to face me, “let’s go.” I grabbed my stuff and everybody started leaving. While we were walking, harry came running up to me, “Demetria what happened? Taylor is drenched with a drink and won’t stop yelling at me about you.” “She fucking pissed me off! She called me a low class coward and said the rich belong together. Fuck that bitch. You can have her.” I unlocked the car door and turned on the car waiting for everybody to file in: Harry sat beside me again, Taylor sat in the middle, Zayn sat behind me, Niall and his one stand sat behind harry. He looked at me before looking out the window. The car ride was silent except for Niall, his one stand, and the radio. Once we got back to the house, I quickly changed in the bathroom and went into my room. Niall was handing his girl some clothes, harry changed into his boxers and Taybitch was sitting on my bed. I quickly walked out and ran into Danielle holding up an empty bottle, “Let’s play spin the bottle!” with the smile on her face I couldn’t reject her offer. Everybody went into the living room to set up and Louis explained the rules: whoever spins it is the master, his or her peasants are the top and bottom of the bottle, the new master is the person next to the old master, and if it lands on two people of the same sex, you can’t make them do anything sexual. After 5 spins, it was Taylors turn to spin the bottle. It landed on Harry and me, "Harry, Demetria, and I will go into a closet and we have to make out while Demetria watches." I rolled my eyes at her and started going to a closet. Once inside the closet she jumped on him and started making out with him. At first he didn't know what to do and slowly he started moving around the closet. Surprisingly he put Taylor down and walked over to me. He picked me up and kissed me and slightly opened his mouth; I responded by opening mine and we started making out. His lips were just so soft how could anybody not kiss him back? He kissed me with a passion I've never had before. He then started kissing my neck and rubbing up against me. "Alright times up!" Liam shouted. He put me down and whispered into my ear, "You are mine." I just smiled up at him even though I didn't understand what he was talking about. Taylor came out after him and turned to me, "How did my spit taste slut?" "I don't know I'm stuck between bum bitch and desperate hoe," I smacked my lips as if trying to get a better taste; "our winner is desperate hoe!" She rolled her eyes at me and pulled Harry away. "Ooh Haz is in trouble!!!" screamed Louis, " Hey you! Shut your mouth." They went into the bathroom and we all crowded the door. "Harry what is your fucking problem?” she shouted. No answer. "Look at me! Look at me now!" We heard the shower rustle and him groaning. "Answer me! Answer me or so help me I am leaving and the deal is off!!" What deal? We all looked around asking that question. "What do you mean what I'd my problem? I like her and I don't like you. She excites me and you bore me. She's everything you’re not but think you are!" We heard the door unlock and all tried to scramble back to the circle. "So truth huh Zayn, Uhm is it true you have a weird middle name?" I asked as Harry stormed out of the door with his jacket. "Wait! We are not done with this conversation! Harry! Get back here! Where are you going?" She shouted from the front door. She soon followed and we all stared at each other. "What did she mean about a deal?" The others looked at me with the same confusion I had. We stopped playing and started watching The Notebook per all the other girls' request. I, on the other hand, cannot stand romantic movies so I was on Tumblr most of it. I yawned and stretched out my arms, "hey guys I'm about to go to bed. Can one of Yall give me Harry's number? I have to tell him how to get in." "Yeah! Its 555-0201," Liam said showing me the screen so I could confirm. "Thanks!" I got in my room and closed the door and started calling him. "Hey! It's Demetria! Are you coming back?" "Uhm yeah, I'm on my way. I'll be there in an hour," he sounded like he was outside ordering food? "Well call before so I can let you in my room because I sleep with the door locked." "Okay I will, don't sleep to good without me," I could tell he was smirking through the phone. I let out a small chuckle, "Oh my! The things you do to help me sleep! Goodbye Harry"

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Harry's POV<<<<<<<<<<<<br>
Once we got back to the table, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. “Harry! Harry! There you are! I've been looking for you. Can we go already? I'm a little tired,” Taylor said. I looked at her, “Demetria do you mind if we leave? I don’t want to leave you.” I didn't bother looking at Taylor; I know she must be cursing me out. She took out her phone and said, “Can you stay for 15 minutes? We’re leaving at 12:30.” I turned back to Taylor, "Can you wait 15 minutes? That's when their leaving". She looked at Demetria and rolled her eyes. I was about to get up when I realized all that dancing with Demetria made me excited. “Hey, I am about to go the bathroom real quick. Be good!” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. When I got back from the bathroom all I saw was Taylor coming up to me yelling about somebody throwing a drink on her. "Who threw it on you? Why did they throw it on you? Was it a man?" I asked her. Even though I didn't like her, I still wouldn’t a man to do that to her. "That fucking bitch Demetria threw it on me! She's crazy!" she said while attempting to dry herself off with her hands. I left Taylor to go find Demetria. She wouldn't just do that, would she? “Demetria what happened? Taylor is drenched with a drink and won’t stop yelling at me about you.” She turned and looked at me with disbelief, “She fucking pissed me off! She called me a low class coward and said the rich belong together. Fuck that bitch. You can have her.” She got in the car and I quickly sat beside her not caring what happened to Taylor. I saw the anger in face and the way she gripped the wheel. The car ride was silent except for Niall, his one night stand, and the radio. Once we pulled up to the house, she turned the car off and headed inside. I decided to stay back and give her some space. We went in the house to see her changing into her pajamas. I followed niall to her room and he started his girl some clothes, I was changing into my boxers while Taylor was sitting on her bed. Demetria walked in and immediately looked at Taylor. She then walked out and ran into Danielle holding up an empty bottle, “Let’s play spin the bottle!” She reluctantly agreed and we went to the living room as well. After 5 spins, it was Taylors turn to spin the bottle. It landed on Demetria and me, "Harry, Demetria, and I will go into a closet and we have to make out while Demetria watches." I quickly looked at Demetria to see her rolling her eyes and getting up. I followed behind her and they closed us in the closet. Taylor immediately jumped on me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I tried to stop the kiss but then she whispered, "I'll walk away." I let out a sigh and started doing it back to her. I kept trying to bump into stuff hoping to stop this but she would just bite my lip. I don't want to explore her mouth. Her mouth is full of lies. I want to explore Demetria's. I dropped Taylor and went up to Demetria. I picked her up and kissed her. I can tell it surprised her but liked it. She allowed me to explore her mouth and I didn't want to stop there; I wanted to explore her body. I started down her neck, making sure to leave my mark at least two times on her beautiful neck. I rubbed against her to show her how excited I was getting. Then I heard a small moan escape from her mouth. "Alright times up!" Liam shouted. There was a time limit? I put her down and let her know that she was mine now. She smiled up at me and I left to go sit down. “How did my spit taste slut?" Taylor asked. I turned around to hear Demetria's response: "I don't know I'm stuck between bum bitch and desperate hoe," she smacked her lips as if trying to get a better taste, "our winner is desperate hoe!" Taylor pulled me away. "Ooh Haz is in trouble!!!" screamed Louis, " Hey you! Shut your mouth." She dragged me into the bathroom and I heard it get quiet in the house. "Harry what is your fucking problem?” she shouted. No answer. "Look at me! Look at me now!" She pushed me into the shower but I managed to stop the curtain from falling. "Answer me! Answer me or so help me I am leaving and the deal is off!!" This girl has got to find another threat because this one is getting annoying. "What do you mean what is my problem? I like her and I don't like you. She excites me and you bore me. She's everything you’re not but think you are!" She had a look of sadness in her eyes but I didn't care. I left the bathroom and out the front door. I needed some serious air. "Wait! We are not done with this conversation! Harry get back here! Where are you going?" She shouted from the front door. She soon followed me and started yelling loudly. I walked up to her and put my hand over her mouth, "why are you shouting? We're outside people can hear!" She slapped my hand down. "Why are you walking away from me? We need to talk about your behavior back there." "My behavior? Your actions started it. If you hadn't put us in the damn closet with hopes of making her jealous none of this would have happened! Leave her and me alone. She didn't do a thing to you until you started bitching her out. She is a nice girl and you can't blame her if I'm letting her do it to me. We are only a couple for 5 more appearances then I can get rid of you. Stop messing things up for me and a girl I really like." I walked away, leaving her in the street by herself. I suddenly heard footsteps and shouted, "Don’t follow me; go to your hotel and chill the fuck out!" She stopped following me and I made my way to the first food place I saw, McDonalds. I got a call before I made it from a 555-3996 number. "Hey! It's Demetria! Are you coming back?" "Uhm yeah, I'm on my way. I'll be there in an hour." I put my hand on the receiver and ordered my food. "Well call before so I can let you in my room because I sleep with the door locked." "Okay I will, don't sleep to good without me," I smirked. She laughed, "Oh my! The things you do to help me sleep! Goodbye Harry" I ate inside McDonalds not really caring who saw me and started walking back to her house. Eleanor opened the door and I called Demetria. I noticed the house was exceptionally quiet. She answered the phone, "let me in," I said. She groaned and got up and I heard the door unlocked. She opened it to her still in her pajama but hair going everywhere. I stripped my clothes down and got in her bed. She was about to lay down but stopped. "You need to scoot over. I sleep on the wall." I scooted over and she crawled over. "Before I fall asleep," she sat up, "you owe me an explanation."