Harry's POV:

"We're already so late, c'mon mate!" Louis impatiently pulls me out of his truck and inside the party. I look around at all the faces of the people I can't stand and roll my eyes at the fear in theirs. Fighting with Seth doesn't make me a monster, it makes me a fucking hero in my eyes.

"Look, there's Perrie." Louis points, and I quickly follow him towards Perrie and Zayn. They both look up at me and smile, clearly drunk out of their fucking minds.

"Where's Riley?" I ask a little nervously. I don't even know if I'll talk to her, but I just want to know that she's ok. I want to be sure that she's safe.

"Umm..." Perrie stutters, climbing off Zayn's lap and looking around the room. I follow her eyes back and forth and don't see her anywhere in sight.

"Did you actually fucking lose her?" I groan, and she shrugs rolling her eyes.

"It's not my job to look after her Harry, even if you asked me to!" She hiccups, sliding herself back into Zayn's hold. What good is having Perrie around if she can't even do the one thing I ask of her?

"Last I saw her she was with Danny taking shots... that was like an hour ago." Zayn explains, and I cringe.

Drunk Riley is never a good idea... I mean never. She always gets herself into trouble and she thinks she can handle it.

I storm across the room to Danny who is sitting on top of his bar chatting with Niall and Nick of all the fucking people in the world. Niall? and Nick? What the fuck is going on?

"Have you seen Riley around?" I pull at Niall's arm and when he turns me to I can see he's either high or drunk out of his bloody mind.

"Harry!!! We were just talking about Riley, glad you're here!" Niall smiles, pulling me closer to him and the other guys.

"How good does she look in that dress tonight?" Danny smirks, high fiving Nick.

"Back off, she's with me." I state firmly, and Nick's smile immediately fades... that fucker knows I'm right.

"That's funny, she told me she was single. In fact, we were flirting all day in school, and just an hour ago she was--" I cut Danny off my grabbing him by the neck of his shirt.

"Don't finish that fucking sentence. Don't talk about her like that, don't look at her like that and don't even think about her like that ever again or I will kill you. Got it?" I surprise myself by snarling that into his face.

"You don't scare me, Styles." Danny smirks, as Niall tugs me off of him. "This is my house. Besides, Riley isn't even with me right now is she?" He asks, and I look around the area we're in.

"Where did she go?" I ask, and Danny let's out a big sigh.

"I saw her go back there," He points toward a long hallway, "she was bugging me to kick the new kid out but I told her to chillax, ya know? Live a little!" He smiles, turning up the music on the speaker beside us.

Riley is with Seth? I glare at Niall and Nick who clearly had no idea of the situation and the three of us immediately dash down the hallway.

Why is this house so fucking big? There are literally a good 15 doors to check, and drunk Nick and Niall aren't helping the situation.

Riley's POV:

"Seth, slow down... yeah?" I try to suggest as he slides down my tights. I continue fidgeting my way around the small bathroom to get closer to the door, but his hands constantly reposition me farther away.

"You have no idea how badly I've wanted to fuck you... and now that you're willing it makes everything real." He smirks, ripping out a condom from his back pocket. No, no, no, no. This isn't happening.

"Seth, I don't want to do this right now." I whisper, pushing his arms off me. He backs away from me for a moment to fiddle with the package, and I bolt for the door. I unlock the handle and rip it open, only to pulled back by the waist from Seth.

"This was a mistake, just leave me alone!" I groan in his grip. What was I thinking, who the fuck would actually come save me? I'm on my own here.

"You stupid bitch, you thought you could play me out?" He fumbles with me on the counter of the sink. "I'm getting what I want one way or another so shut the hell up!"

I look around me as Seth slides down his pants... Everything around me are blurred lines, but I can see a black object in the distance, a hair dryer maybe? Seth's hands lazily pull my dress up just high enough so my panties are showing and he pushes them out of the way.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby." He coos, and I reach for the hair dryer. Without thinking twice, I wail it at his head so hard that he literally drops to the floor.

"Yes!" I squeak, sprinting off the counter and heading towards the floor. As I reach the door handle, but ankle gets stuck on the wire of the hair dryer. Seth is slowly getting up and I can't fucking get my ankle uncaught.

"You're gonna pay for that, bitch!" Seth screams, and I swing open the door. Just as his arm reaches my waist, my ankle finally lets loose and I sprint for my fucking life down the long hall way.

Seconds later, I hear footsteps coming behind me and I keep running in the opposite direction until I can't run anymore. One of his hands snake around my waist and the other my mouth as he pulls me out the back door of his house.

I try to get out of his grip but it's literally relentless. Eventually when he drags me maybe 15 houses down, he lets me go and I drop to the floor without looking up.

"Why do you keep doing this to me?" I choke out, wiping my eyes.

"Because I love you." He responds, and my heart nearly stops. That's not Seth's voice...

"Harry?" I gasp, looking upward. Harry had been carrying me out the whole time, Harry found me. "Fucking great." I mumble, lying myself down on the ground and staring at the sky. The stars aren't shining as bright as the usually do.

"Don't act to happy to see me." He laughs, laying down beside me.

"Don't do this." I groan, standing up from the ground and looking down at him. Without another word, I turn on my very large heels and walk away.

"Don't do what?" He asks, and I ignore him. I may be extremely drunk and tired and scared, but I know my way around this neighborhood... At least I think I do. "Riley, where the hell do you think you're going?" He asks, clearly from right behind me.

"Home." I mumble, shivering at the cold November night.

"You can't just walk home... it's freezing outside." He laughs, and I roll my eyes.

"It's not that cold." I reply, and continue walking. My house isn't too far from here... I think.

"Riley, please just wait a damn minute!" He finally looses his temper like I expected him to. I turn around to face him and of course, I feel guilty. He's clearly been stressed out and his eyes are completely deranged.

"What do you want?" I ask, and he takes another step toward me.

"I want to apologize..." He stammers, and I mentally groan. I don't want to hear it, but I'll listen if it means he can have his peace of mind back.

"For what." I don't even ask, I kinda just say it and hope he get's it out quickly. I decide to sit down on the sidewalk, and he does the same.

"I should have told you about my past and I should have been honest with you from the beginning. I shouldn't have thrown that book at you when you were trying to help, I shouldn't have hit Seth even if he had it coming," he cringes at that part, "and I'm sorry I didn't fight for our relationship." He sighs, and I nod.

"Ok." I reply, and his eyes bulge out of his head.

"Ok? That's it?" He asks, and I shrug.

"What else should I say?" I hiccup, and he shakes his head.

"You're so drunk." He sighs, standing up from the floor and mumbling something to himself.

"Speak up, punk." I chuckle, and he finally reveals a little cheeky smile.

"Let's try this again, tomorrow morning?" He suggests, and I stand up wobbling back and forth.

"Whatever you want." I whisper, leaning on him to get back to the house. "I need to sleep at Perrie's mom will tell my therapist if I was drinking and--"

"You're still going to therapy?" He asks, and I nod. Did he think I would just stop my healing process altogether since being friends with Dixie again?

"You can sleep at my house if you want." He suggests, and I snort a laugh out.

"Right..." I mumble as he snakes his arm around my waist. I don't fight in because it makes me feel the slightest bit safe compared to how I was feeling early in the day.

When we make our way to Louis' car, he's already outside waiting for us.

"She's coming to mine." Harry tells him, and I don't bother correcting him as holds me on his lap in the backseat. I slither one hand around his shoulders and run my fingers through his curly hair.

"I've missed your hair." I giggle as my eyes flutter open and closed.

"I've missed you." He whispers, pressing his lips to the space directly under my ear, sending a crazy sensation down my body. Before I can tell him to stop or keep going, I fall asleep instantly in the warm car and the safe feeling Harry gives me melts me away the rest of the ride home.

Notes

ok so nobody commented after the chapter I posted 2 days ago and it made me sad cause I worked hard on it haha but ok..

please comment what you're thinking? it means more to me than you guys know. :)

What's gonna happen when Riley wakes up and is at Harry's place?
Did Nick and Niall get to Seth?