Tru's P.O.V

I catch Harry looking me up and down as my father stomps back upstairs. Feeling a bit daring, I arch my eyebrow at him, before giving him a quick wink. Harry seems to blush, but he quickly recovers before showing off his million dollar smile complete with dimples.
"Tru, let's celebrate. Uncle Connor gave us the weekend off, so why don't we get dinner or something?" Niall asks. I swear that boy gets more Irish every time I see.
His mates all laugh at his request for food. That boy could eat enough to feed an army, and never gain a pound, lucky evil leprechaun. I shake my laughing at the silly man/boy.
"Niall, you just raided the kitchen prior to coming downstairs. Are you ever not hungry?" I ask between laughs.
"I'm a growing boy, I need all the food I can get." He says seriously.
"Growing boy, my ass! You are an insatiable tosser, you are." Louis jokes as he sweeps Niall's leg. "All that food is gonna catch up to you one day mate!" Lou laughs as Niall regains his balance.
"Can't do dinner, but Clint and I are supposed to meet Freya and the girls at some new club near 5 Points. You all can join if you like. Just give me time to get ready." I say walking back upstairs.
As I walk into the kitchen I can feel someone's eyes on me. I don't have time to wonder who it is, as I am instantly greeted by high pitched screams and squeals. Seriously ladies?
"Welcome home, Marine!" Freya, Jillian, and Willow yell nearly causing hearing loss.
"Ahhh! Ladies I need my hearing. I thought we were meeting you there." lowering my voice hoping they'll do the same.
"Nope! We decided to help you get ready." Jillian squeals dragging me upstairs before I can make any introductions. I mouth 'help me' to Clint before I'm completely pulled away. Instead of helping, they laugh boisterously at my expense.
"Nice to meet you, whoever you are!" Willow yells from the stairs. Whoever you are? Smooth Willow, real smooth. I shake my head at their behavior. Trying for a solemn glare I shake my head, failing completely as I burst into a fit of laughter.
Upon entering my bedroom I notice the bathroom that connects my room with the other has some male products in it already. I wonder who I'm sharing the bathroom with.
"The one with curly brown hair and green eyes is hot as hell." Freya swoons.
"They're all hot as hell, you got an overload of sexy in your house Tru." Jillian says before shoving me into the bathroom with firm orders to get ready.
"Easy girls. Don't get all hot and bothered right now!" teasing I close the bathroom door before getting in the shower.
As I'm getting out of the shower I notice that one of the girls has put a dress for me in the bathroom already.
Eyeing the cursed thing before relenting and wearing it. I wrap my hair in a towel, before walking back into my room. Leaving the bathroom door open I give the girls the best 'wtf' look I can muster.
"Who picked the ahem, dress?" I ask sardonically. It could be considered a dress if there was more to it! They ignore me as they each sort through my shoes and makeup.
After an annoying amount of time they deem me ready as I stare at my reflection. I think they went a little overboard with the color scheme. Instead of arguing I just stare shell shocked at my appearance.
The dress is a teal and black bandage dress, with glittery Jimmy Choo hooker heels, that I've only wore once. It's going to be a long night. Admittedly the dress hugs my curves perfectly.
"I look like a damn hooker!" complaining as I notice the girls are ready to leave.
"You look hot! Besides this will help you get laid. How long has it been? You're basically a virgin again." Freya teases smacking my ass with a brush.
"I am not. It's been..." I stop, realizing the last time was over a year ago. It has been a while.
"Well, how long?" they question.
Ignoring their questions I adjust my hair. The last time was with Nick before I went back on tour. Let's say Nick couldn't handle the distance so when I came home on leave last year we broke up...
"It's been a while." I confess as I hear noises coming from the next bedroom.
"Well Sister Truth, its time to get some action!" Willow says confidently.
"I joined the Marines, not a blasted Convent. Besides it's not like I could bang some one while I was deployed!" I snap.
"Well why not?" Freya pushes.
I sigh choosing not to answer. Women in any branch of service are most often viewed as bitches, sluts, or both. I became Captain at a very young age. Having to work 3 times as hard to get the men under my command to respect me. The last thing I needed was to become the communal bang.
"Can we change the subject? Harry and I don't need to hear about my younger cousin's sex life!" Niall yells through the bathroom door. That's who I'm sharing a bathroom with, great!
The boys come sauntering through the bathroom and into my room. My mouth goes dry at the sight of Harry. Wearing a black button down shirt with several of the top buttons undone, dark skinny jeans, and a black blazer. His hair is pushed into a quiff with some curls still intact. He looks good enough to eat.
I must've been staring longer than I thought.
Harry gives a throaty chuckle breaking me of my thoughts. Leaning against the door frame with a cheeky smirk on his face.
"I don't know Nialler, I was enjoying their conversation." Harry winks at me before once again showing off that killer smile. My cheeks warm slightly as I start to blush. I never blush! C'mon Tru get it together! While you're at it, stop mentally scolding yourself.
I must've missed something while mentally arguing with myself. Niall is looking at me confused while Harry still has that damn smirk on his face. Shaking my head trying to clear my thoughts before I speak.
"Did I miss something?"
"Yeah Sister Truth, are you ready yet? The guys are waiting on us." Freya grabs my arm dragging down the hall.
"Umm Marine, not a Nun!" I scold.
Once outside I feel out of my element as I notice that 3 of the 6 guys have their eyes on me. Clint worries me the most. His face shows a mixture of emotions that I can't figure. After five minutes of debating we split into two cars, leaving Staten Island and head for Five Points.
I managed to land myself in the car with Niall, Clint, Harry, and Louis. Sitting between Harry and Louis isn't exactly comfortable. Harry keeps brushing his hand against my bare thigh, apologizing after every time, claiming not enough room. Deciding to mess with a little I scoot closer to Louis.
"Is that better? If not I'm sure Lou wouldn't mind if I sat on his lap." I give him a wink as I smile sweetly at him.
Harry pulls me back to my original position.
"That won't be necessary, love." He whispers into my ear allowing his voice to become very breathy as the smell of mint consumes my senses.
Clint mean mugs us through the rearview mirror before turning up the radio.
"Sing it for me Tru." He says as Hell Yeah comes through the speakers.
Come On. A little bit of sunshine, A little bit of booze.
A little bit of me, and a little bit of you.
A little bit country, a little bit of blues.
A little slice of Heaven, and a little piece of you.
Come on, Alcohaulin' Ass, Pour another drink in my glass.
Alcohaulin' Ass... Alcohaul... in' ass.
A little bit thirsty, a little bit used
A little bit of whiskey, and a little pinch of chew.
A little bit tired, and bad attitude.
A little bit of drinkin', and another piece of you. I stopped singing noticing everyone except Clint was staring at me.
"Was I that bad?" I ask confused.
"Umm, no you were really good. Do you sing often?" Lou says surprised. Before I can answer we have arrived at the club. Harry takes my hand 'helping' me out of the car, as Clint collects the valet ticket.
"You look amazing, who knew Marines could look so damn good." Harry places his hand on the small of my back ushering me towards the door. Clint walks up to my other side before putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me away. I move out of his embrace and join the waiting girls. This is going to be a long night!

Notes

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Let me know what ya think. Comments, complaints, what ever gets your fancy! The song is Alcohaulin' Ass, by Hell Yeah. Old song, but it was playing when I wrote this chapter. It'll become a bit of a joke in the next chapter from Harry p.o.v
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