"You may not need me, but I need you."


2. Chapter 2

"I can't believe that he actually gave us a quiz! When did he even tell us that we had one today?" I was practically fueling with anger over this. I mean yeah maybe I could have paid a little more attention in class but still. I bet everyone was unprepared. I heard Charlie laugh beside me. I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"What's so funny?"

"I hate to break it to you but he mentioned it to us last class. Do you want to grab a coffee before our next class?" 

"Yeah that sounds amazing." My favorite thing was coffee when I was stressed out and thank god for Charlie because he knew just how to calm me down. 


"How do you think you did on the test?" Charlie asked. I took a ship of my coffee and set it down on the small wooden table. 

"I don't know and I don't care. " I rubbed my temples trying to calm myself down but I was still too mad to let this go and I'm notorious for being able to hold a grudge. The ringing bell signaling that another customer had walked through the door caught my attention. I looked in the direction and saw immediately shocked by who I was walking in. His hands were buried into his dark blue jeans pocket and he was wearing a plain white t-shirt. His curly hair instead of being pushed back with a band was now hanging freely. He caught my stare and rolled his eyes. 

"Excuse me for a second." I pushed my chair back and walked over to him fore I demanded to know what his problem was with me. 

"Are you stalking me or something?" I asked and he scoffed. 

"The opposite actually love, I'm here to meet some friends of mine. I could say that you and your boyfriend are possibly stalking me." He smirked. How cocky could he be?

"He's not my boyfriend and I don't even know your name so how could I possibly be stalking you?" He opened his mouth to respond but before he could he turned his attention to two guys near the window who shouted out the name Harry. I assumed that it was his since he responded to it. 

"Harry huh? Guess I know your name now. Don't worry though; I definitely won't be stalking you." I said and began walking back to my table.

"Bye kitty Kat." I whipped my head to look back at him. 

"Never call me that again." I hissed turning back around and sitting back at my table. I think that Harry found a way to distract me and make me even madder than I was before. 




The rest of my day was a little more calming than the first half of it. I was now back at home working on my world religion paper. The topic itself was becoming stressful because it was so open ended and vague. The topic we were given was 'Where do we go once we die? How can different religions influence your opinion on this?' This made me think about a lot of things. My mind started to wander and go onto different topics for my paper. For example, can the type of person you are influence your 'afterlife' whereabouts? I was in great deal of a break. I walked into Jamie's room to find her wrapped up in a blanket on her bed. 

"We should go hit up a club." I suggested. Jamie looked up at me and smiled widely.

"Thank god I thought that you were going to be working on that stupid paper all night." I couldn't argue with her there. 



I checked over myself one more time in the mirror smoothing out my black dress. It was just above my knees so it wasn't too short. I curled my hair and put it up into a high pony tail. I don't really like wearing makeup so I only applied a little bit of mascara. I grabbed my black stilettos and met Jamie by the door. 

"If I do say so myself, we look hot." We laughed and left for a night of fun. 



The club was dark but barely lit by colorful lights that were flashing from all different directions. It was fully packed with sweaty and drunk people dancing on each other and stumbling all over the place. 

"Let's go get a seat at the bar." Jamie shouted in my ear over the loud music. I nodded and followed her through the crowd of people to the almost empty bar. I could understand why it was so empty. As I scanned around the club, a lot of the people were holding there drinks. Some better than others. 

I sat down on one of the stools and ordered a round of shots for both me and Jamie to kick off the night. One of the beauties of living here in the UK is that you can be 19 years old and legally drink.



As I took a couple more shots I began to feel myself loosen up and I could no longer see straight. I grabbed Jamie's hand and we made our way to the dance floor. We were both laughing way too hard to be able to dance like a normal person. I then felt a pair of muscular hands wrap themselves around my waist and sway my body from side to side against there's. I was too drunk to even look behind me to see who it was but yet I didn't care, I was having too much fun.

The night continued on and on. I no longer knew what time it was and I couldn't find Jamie. Maybe she was outside? I walked outside to look for her but could barely see straight. I tripped over my own two feet trying to stabilize myself but to no avail. I landed on the ground. I held myself up by my hands but could barely stand up. 

I saw a tall shadow come over me. I lifted my head up and was barely able to make out the person that stood before me.




Harry's POV

I was driving home from the gym when I passed by Club Leo. The line outside of it stretched halfway around the block. That place was full of nothing but a bunch of drunks and scum looking to get lucky and take a girl home. I was brought out of my thoughts when I saw a girl stumbling out of the club by herself. She looked like a new born animal who could barely stand on their two feet. I laughed to myself at how stupid she looked. That's when I realized that that stupid looking girl was Kat. I pulled over to the side of the road and got out of my car to try and help her. Before I could reach her she landed almost face first on the ground. She looked up at me.

"Harry?" Before I could say anything she completely passed out on the ground. Shit. She was beyond drunk. I rolled her over so I could pick her up easier. I hooked one arm under her leg and supported her head with my other arm and put her in the back of my truck. I seriously hope no one gets the wrong idea if they see this. 

Driving down the road realization stuck me. She was passed out and I had no idea where she lived. I let out a sigh of frustration. I was going to have to take her back to my place then. 


I parked my car in front of my flat and carried her bridal style to the elevator to the top floor. When the elevator sounded signaling that we were at the top I hurriedly carried her to my door. It was a bit of a struggle to get my keys out of my pocket with her still in my arms but was able to get them out and unlock the door. I set her down on the bed in the guest room. 

I walked back into my room and took off my shirt and pants. It's been too long of a day and now I have to deal with her. She'll be gone in the morning though.


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