JESSE
"Would you just please come with us? You don't even have to drink if you don't want too. Come on Jess." I sighed ending in a groan.
"Fine. But I'll hate you forever." I smile at my best friend. She rolls her eyes and turns back to the mirror to finish her makeup.
I slip on my bustier and my colorful leggings, adjusting them so I don't have camel toe or anything. I turn to fix my natural blonde curls so they're laying right. I put a light eye shadow on my eyelids and add another coat of mascara. My lips are a bright pink and they look really glossy. I smile at my reflection to make sure there's no lipstick on my teeth. I fix my necklace that says "freak." so it's sitting just right in between my boobs. I twist my blue sparkly earrings in my ears to they're sitting in a square shape. I check myself out one more time before turning back to Madi.
"Alright, come on." I hurry her along.
"Oh please. I was so done before you." She argues, her heels clacking down the hallway before me.
We get to the club and I groan, hearing the music before we even park the car. I pull in next to the familiar pink slug bug and look for Lucy and Laney.
I found the twins leaning against the front of the car, drinking from a bottle they got from home. I climb out and roll my eyes.
"Come on drunkards." The girls laugh behind me as I stalk inside the club, getting my ID out and showing it to the bouncer.
I can still hear the girls following me. And I sigh. I'm like their leader tonight. They're all drunk off their asses already and we've been in the club for like two minutes.
I sit down after the girls find some new guy friends to dance with.
"Get the lady a drink." I hear a raspy voice say besides me. I roll my eyes and turn to him, internally groaning when I see who it is.
Harry fucking Styles.
"I don't drink." I tell him simply.
"There's a first for everything." He tells me with a cocky smirk.
"No thank you."
Harry nods at the bartender anyways and he sets down a scotch in front of me.
I turn to glare at Harry before gulping it down. Harry looks at me with wide eyes before passing me his drink. I chug it down quickly too, welcoming the buzz that's covering my body.
Harry scoots closer and I roll my eyes.
"Were you trying to get me drunk so you could hit on me?" I snap. Harry's famous smirk makes it's way to his face and his dimples pop out.
"Dance with me."
"Uh..no." I tell him simply. He grabs my hand anyways and drags me out to the floor.
I try finding my friends to send them help signals but they aren't anywhere near me. Harry brings me closer and grinds himself on me.
"Would you stop!" I shout over the music, shoving him away. He brings me with him and gets closer than before.
"When I want something, I get it." He tells me. I snort and start coughing up spit.
"Don't even think about it." He sees right through my act. I groan and try pulling away from him. His hold on my wrists get tighter and I fight more. My knees meets his groin area and he's on his knees in seconds. "Don't mess with me Styles." I tell him in a cold voice before walking away, swaying my hips purposely.
