Kenzie's POV

Dressed in our sexiest outfits Brooklyn and I walk inside the club hand and hand, the guys following closely behind.

'SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS!' Brooklyn chants pulling me towards the bar pushing people out the way in the process.'HEY BARTENDER!' She yells.

An attractive male greets us. 'How can I help you ladies?' He smiles

'Well handsome you can start by getting us two shots of tequila and your phone number!' Brooklyn replies leaning over bar.

'Sure thing babe.' He winks.

'Ey back off mate.' Zayn yells wrapping a protective arm around Brooklyn.

Harry laughs beside me.

Brooklyn gives Zayn a look before removing his arm.

'You don't own me asshole!'

The bartender places our drinks on the counter. Brooklyn hands him a twenty. 'Don't worry about it babe it's on the house.' He smirks.

'Well thank you baby...' She starts to reply. 'Heyyyy.' She squeals as Zayn carries her away from the bar.

Grabbing the shots I thank the guy again. Harry and I follow behind Zayn and Brooklyn.

Once in the VIP area Zayn places Brooklyn back on her feet. 'What the hell!' She yells smacking his chest.

Zayn growls. 'Do I have to take you right here right now to show everyone who you belong to tonight?'

Brooklyn smiles and slams her lips against his. 'God that was so fucking hot!' She moans in between kisses.

Downing both shots I turn to Harry. 'You want to go dance?'

'Please I'll do anything to get away from these two!' He says, referring to Zayn and Brooklyn's heated make out session.

Laughing I grab Harry's hand and pull him to the dance floor.

Brooklyn comes over a few minutes later. 'Okay lover boy my turn.' She says pulling me out of Harry's grasp. Harry kisses my cheek and than joins Zayn back at the table.

'Let's show these bitches what's up!' Brook yells. Laughing I grab Brooklyn's hand and begin dancing.

'Ugh Kenz.' Brooklyn says breaking me out of my dance induced trance.

'What?' I ask continuing to sway my hips.

'Whose the bitch with Harry?' I immediately stop dancing and look over at the table.

I notice Lou standing awfully close to my Harry. They seem to be having an argument.

What the fuck? I find myself walking towards them. Brooklyn follows me over.

Once Harry sees me his expression hardens.

Stepping in between them I place my hand on my hip and look at Lou. 'Is there a problem?' I ask

'I'm sorry but I was talking to Harry love.' Lou responds

'From the look on his face he doesn't seem to want to talk to you LOVE! So I suggest you leave!' I yell taking a step closer.

Harry grabs my arm to stop me from moving any further.

'Get the fuck off me!' I tell him. He releases my arm and I turn my attention back to Lou.

'What the fuck is going on? I saw the way you looked at me and Harry yesterday what the hell is your problem?'

'You!' She replies.

'Excuse me?' I move closer our faces now only inches apart.

'Kenzie please.' Harry begs.

'Fuck off!' I growl. Harry nervously runs his fingers through his messy hair.

In the corner of my eye I see Brooklyn siting on Zayn's lap smiling. Normal friends would be concerned nope not Brook. She's just sitting back enjoying the show.

'What the fuck did I do?' I question 'I've been nothing but nice to you!'

'What did you do? You joined the damn tour everything was fine before you came along!' She replies looking over at Harry.

Realization hits. No fucking way!

I quickly turn to look at him. 'You're fucking her!' Harry's eyes widen.

Yeah you just got caught asshole!

Harry takes a step towards me. 'No, no Kenzie I'm not anymore.' He explains frantically.

'You have got to be fucking kidding me!' I reply Brooklyn laughs.

'Shut the fuck up Brook!' I yell. Brooklyn covers her mouth and looks away.

'Start talking!' I tell Harry.

'We used to fuck. Not anymore though. It stopped before I met you I promise.' He says honestly.

'Then why the fuck is she here?' I glare at Lou. She rolls her eyes.

'Roll your eyes at me again and I'll rip them out your head you fucking slut!' I snarl.

'Fuck you!' She screams rolling her eyes again.

Oh no the fuck she didn't.

'No, fuck you!' I reply launching myself at her. My fist instantly connects with her jaw causing her to fall to the ground.

'Ah fuck!' I hear Harry curse behind me.

'Get up!' I yell at her.

'Kenzie please. Just leave it alone.' Harry begs again.

He can go fuck himself for all I care.

Lou stands back up and charges at me. I grab her by the hair and begin punching her repeatedly.

Large arms wrap around my waist lifting me off the ground. I keep a firm grip on Lou's hair.

'Ow! Get off me you psychotic bitch!' She cries.

Kicking I try to fight my way out the strangers grasp. 'Come near Harry again and I'll fucking kill you!' I continue to get out the strangers hold.'You fucking hear me you English cunt! Get off me!' I growl

'Babe please just let go of her hair.' Brooklyn pleads.

I let go of Lou's hair and find myself getting carried out the club. The stranger who I now realize is the bouncer puts me down outside.

'You prick! That bitch started it.' I yell at him.

Laughing he walks back inside.

Brooklyn wraps her arm around my shoulders.

'Come on Kenz let's go.' She says holding out my clutch. I snatch it out her hand and start walking down the street.

'Damn that was awesome!' Brooklyn chuckles beside me.

'I'm glad you find this fucking amusing.'

'What? Seriously you should of seen her face Kenz!' Shaking my head I find a vacant bench and sit down.

'Fuck that bitch.' I reply removing my heels. I wince from the pain in my hand.

'Fuck.' I hiss

'You okay? Here let me see.' Holding my hand out Brook examines it.

'You probably sprained it. You need to put ice on it when we get back at the hotel.' She replies.

'I'll be fine. I'm gonna call a cab.'

Pulling out my phone I call us a cab. 20 minutes later we arrive at the hotel.

Entering the room I throw my shoes down and close the door behind us.

Harry and Zayn are sitting on the couch in the living room. They both look up when we walk in.

Harry jumps up and rushes over. 'Baby are you okay?'

'Go fuck yourself Harry.' I reply walking into our room and slamming the door.

Harry's POV

I was not expecting the night to turn out like this. When Lou walked over to me in the club I knew the night was going to end badly.

Bitch doesn't know when to quit. She was pissing me off. When I saw Kenzie walking over I panicked. It was obvious she wasn't happy.

'Don't worry Harry she'll get over it.' I look over at Brooklyn.

'She's really mad.' I reply

'You bet your sweet ass she's mad. She just got into a fight over you Harry. She needs time to cool down.'

'Fuck.' I groan sitting back down on the couch.

'It's going to be a fun day at work tomorrow.' Zayn laughs, Brooklyn punches his arm. 'Ow shit. Stop hitting me woman!' He whines and head to his room.

'Stop being such a dumb ass!' She yells.

'Shit. I didn't even think about that.' I respond.

'What are you talking about?' Brooklyn asks

'Lou's our hair stylist.' I explain.

'You fucked your hair stylist. And I thought Zayn was a dumb ass!' Brooklyn shakes her head. 'If you think Kenzie is going to be okay with Lou being near you, you have another thing coming.'

'What am I supposed to do? I can't just get Lou fired!'

'Uh yeah you can.'

'Uh no I can't. She has a kid she needs this job!'

'Whatever.' Brooklyn stands. 'Do what you want Harry but I can promise you this. If Lou stays then Kenzie leaves.'

Groaning I rub my face with my hands.

Basically either way I'm fucked.

Brooklyn walks inside the room with Kenzie leaving me to wallow in my own self pity.

Notes

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