Urge.

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45. FRAT BOYS PARTY

I had no clue what to wear for the party, therefore, google helped me. I wanted something totally sexy and easy to do.

Therefore, For the party, it was Halloween based therefore I dressed as a slutty maid with blood down her, more sexy than scary but everyone will like it... hopefully. The dress was open breasted and a built in push-up-bra and enlarged my bum which made it look brilliant. My hair was down and I back combed it before adding a little maids hat and designing my makeup to be as slutty and sexy as possible. I had long high heel boots, traveling up to my knees and I hitched the skirt up to bum height and added my long black gloves.

I took a look in the mirror and hardly recognized myself.. not to hoot my own horn or anything but I looked hot as fuck, enough to make me turn!

I left everything at home apart from bringing a tenner for emergency and my phone which I placed them in my maids pockets.

" Babe, we got to go!" I heard Harry shout downstairs as I finished off the look, a black choker and little loopy earrings.

" Coming" I holler back, grabbing the escalator down to Harry.

When I walked in, I was surprised to see nearly all our friends here Niall, Louis, Kennedy, Teddy, Ashley, Tom, Jake and Michael. I suppose we are all going to the party together.

I looked around at everyone and we all looked amazing, fit and damn right sexy! Especially Harry who was in a tux with blood on the white shirt and fake fangs in his mouth. I want round three for today now!

" Wooh, You look fucking sexy!" Michael laughed and I giggled a bit, linking arms with Harry who is just non-stop staring at me. Is it a bad choice?

" Fucking hell! Do you want me to fuck you in front of everyone?" Whimpered Harry into my ear as we climbed into a limo,... how much money did that cost!

I moaned quietly at his request and threat with want but all he did was wrap his arms around my waist.

" So who's hosting the party?" Niall asked, as we pulled up outside the house. it was big but not huge. not like ours!

" Callum Draper," Harry smiled as if he had memories with him but then he soon shook it off only to plant a delicate kiss on my lips, careful not to ruin the makeup. we entered.

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We had been at the party for a few hours now and we were all pretty wasted as was everyone else. Harry hung out with me, Michael, Jake and Niall whereas the others all had gone to dance or chat up people, but it didn't make a difference of talking wise.

The music was blaring and we were at the bar, the loudest part of the music.

" What do you want Hunny?" Harry shouts over the music, his words just past my ears,

" You decide!" I give him a sexy wink before he began ordering something to the bar tender.

" What about her?" Niall points out to Jake and I turn around to also look. A girl with long straight blonde hair, dressed in a strip of fabric which barely covers anything. that's it. apart from makeup and heels, that was all she wore.

" You are kidding me, right?" Michael laughs as well as me, she was pretty but she looked like a prostitute. I probably did too but I had a boyfriend so that counted me out,...

" Yeah, she looks hot," Jake yelped over the music and Niall already started pacing towards her, attempting to flirt.

" What you guys looking at?" Harry voice whispered seductively in my ear, nibbling on it a bit. I gasped before taking my drink out of his hands and shouting over the music,

" Niall trying to get a girl,"

At this point her hand strikes across Niall's face and she walked away with curses. We all began pissing ourselves in laughter but when Niall came over, we pretended we didn't see anything.

" d-did you s-see that?" Niall laughs uneasily and we all shake our head like good friends-

" You getting bitch slapped? Nahh, course not," Jake blurted out and we started laughing again,

" It's not funny!" Niall pouted and I pulled him in, in a hug, laughing on his shoulder,

" We're sorry,"

I felt Harry's hands grasp my hips and I pulled away from the hug and back into Harry's arms, stumbling into him. I took another sip from my glass and Harry pecked my lips before pulling himself off of me and standing beside me, nodding his head to someone.

" Bruv!" Some guy called out and Harry's arms swung open before some tall guy and Harry had a wired hug sort of thing.

" It's been too long!" Harry laughed and the guy agreed, he must be..

" Damn,-" The guys eyes tore towards me and I blushed slightly from his amusement,

" Did you fall from heaven baby?"

I scoffed, being pulled in by Harrys protective arm,

" Yeah, I died ten years ago like that pickup line.."

The guy was defiantly amused now and so was the boys, all sniggering, including Harry.

" Feisty! And what's your name then darling?"

" Kelsey. You?"

He held out his hand in which this time Niall grabbed the strangers arm and yanked it down before whispering harshly into the guys ear. He looked at me, dark and pleased.

" Callum."

I tore my head at a smirking Harry, who covered his grin by touching the tip of his nose and pretending like he didn't see me staring.

" You forgetting us?" Niall chuckled to Callum and his eyes immediately opened wide, pulling them all in a hug. I am so confused, how do they ALL know each other? oh yeah! Primary school! what?

" nah how could I!" Callum shouted over the music before turning back to me and Harry,

" So,...Kelsey," Callum stepped towards me a bit and Harry's arms fiercely winded around me tightly 

I blushed hard and Callum's grin grew wide, 

" How old are you then and where from?"

" My school and too young for you." Harry butted in before Callum chuckled lightly,

" I asked her,"

I looked up for approval from Harry and didn't see a no so I answered for myself,

" seventeen and westfield high. you?"

" twenty-one and Sutton college."

Twenty-one? That's only four years older than me! And Harry is nineteen so he is only half the gap between me and Callum but Harry looked much more muscular.

" Cool," I smiled innocently before looking down to my feet and blushing.

" Brother and sister?" Callum's eyes shot up and I crumbled up my nose and so did Harry,

" No, gir-" I began,

".. house mates." Harry rudely snapped, hushing me completely and feeling embarrassed, doesn't he want me?

" Oh? is that so?" Callum winded his arm around my waist and Harry flinched a little but I took another sip from my drink, if he wants to play, we will play.

" And Kelsey, are you single?"

I bit my lip slowly and seductively before innocently responding,

" I guess so,"

The boys all looked stunned but they were all a major part of the act we were playing.

" Good, then you don't mind if I buy you a drink?" Callum shrugged and I smiled thankfully as he began ordering the drinks.

" Your mine, what are you doing?" Harry yelped into my ear as he pulled me outside the party so we were freezing our ass' off outside.

" Excuse me?" I spin around, spitting harshly,

" If I recall correctly, you were the one to cut me off and say we are only housemates... are you humiliated to be with me?"

Harry let a throaty, dry chuckle out and his facial features hardened significantly as he yanked me closer to his body, making me feel horny but angry at the same time.

" Callum in there, he would fucking rape you if he had the chance!" Harry yelled at me and I sent him nasty daggers,

" So why pretend i am single and alone? Surely that makes things worse!"

" I wasn't finished talking," Harry hissed,

" I'm all ears.."

He grasps my arms hard and pushes me against the wall in one movement, his forehead resting against mine so our eyes would never loose contact. For once in my life, I felt threatened.

" He would only rape you if he knew it would piss me off.. if I pretend to not be with you, he will leave you alone."

It made sense but at the same time it didn't. Before I could think I blurted out,

" It's not rape if I want it though!"

He looked more hurt that he has ever been in his entire life and I felt sick because I didn't want it. it is the alcohol speaking for me.

" Listen here you fucking slut," Harry grabs me nastily and slams my back harder to the wall which makes me cry out,

" Go home now before it's too late."

Tears threaten to appear and I want it to all be over, the pain, the sickness and the harsh alcohol.

" I hate you Harry!" I scream and struggle to escape before his lips fluently sashed against mine. I could taste the beer from his lips and fireworks once again erupted. How could I stay mad at him?

He pulled away quickly and called a taxi to take me home. is he really being serious?

 

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