Through the Enlightenment (Harry Styles)[Bk.3]

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Elizabeth's POV

The night club was packed, thankfully not in the way where you move an inch and ended up stepping on someone's foot but, packed nevertheless. The area was spacious, it had an upper floor where you could look down at the dancing crowd below and a large, highly stalked, U-shaped bar in the middle.

"Where are we sitting?" Louis asks, trying to talk over the loud music.

"Oh, there's a free spot!" Liam says, pointing ahead, but with my short height I couldn't see anything.

I tightly grasp Harry's hand as we moved through the crowd. I groan as someone bumped into my side, making me stagger a bit. Harry immediately turns to face me, a frown on his face. Without saying anything, he lets go of my hand and wraps his arm around me holding me against his side.

Eventually we reach an empty booth by the dance floor, the table was large and dark wooded, surrounded by a dark red cushioned seat. Harry released me letting me sit down first before sitting beside me as everyone started to pile through on the other side.

"Happy birthday babe!" Eleanor says beside me and I blink, momentarily confused as she placed a small plastic grey tiara at the top of my head. I blush and reach up to slightly adjust it into place.

"Thanks." I smile.

"We'll go get us drinks!" Louis says as he stood up from the booth, followed by Liam.

"Are you okay being here?" Harry asks, casually resting his hand on my knee, his rings cold against my skin making me shiver.

"Yeah. Why?"

He shrugs. "I don't know, I'm just making sure. There is a lot of people here."

I smile leaning over pressing a kiss on his lips. "I'm okay, thank you, and if I'm not then I'll tell you. I just want to have fun tonight."

"We brought shots!" Louis says, placing a tray on the table.

"And beer!" Liam adds, setting them down on the table as well.

Oh boy...

So far I have taken three shots and a beer, at the moment I am working on my second.

"Babe come and dance with us." Eleanor says, pouting slightly at me as Perrie and Sophia came to a stand beside her, once they approach the table. I was sitting on Harry's lap, casually resting my elbows on the table, the both of us resting our bodies for the few songs we had danced to.

"Okay." I smile, feeling my body burst into excitement as I turn to look at Harry. "Do you want to join me?"

Harry let's out a small laugh, and momentarily,I am mesmerized by how his eyes twinkled beneath the flashing lights.

"No thanks,babe. I think I'm done dancing." He says with a hint of humor in his voice.

"Okay, I'll be back then." I say with a small giggle, pressing a kiss on his lips before standing up but as I do I feel as if the floor shifted beneath me, making me stumble. Harry immediate reaches out to steady me.

"You okay?" Harry frowns, concerned.

"Yeah, just got a bit lightheaded. I guess I can't handle as many drinks as I used to." I say, blushing slightly, though I'm not sure if anyone could see.