Everlast. (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Wish He Knew How it Feels.

The music was bouncing,
invading my ears.
I had a virgin cocktail in my hand.
I was tapping the glass with my index finger.
I watched as Phoebe was grinding on a random guy.
He was cute though
Maybe mexican?
I am a racist christian asshole prick.
Least I can admit that.
Guys keep coming up to me.
“Hey baby, whatcha doing?”
“Hey how bout we go to the backroom?”
“Love just let me touch you.”
Every time they would come up to me,
this man would stop them.
He has shaggy long blackish brown hair.
He was wearing a black v-neck and a black leather jacket.
“Fuck off my girl twat.”
“She isn’t interested fucker.”
“You want to have your neck snapped, no? Then bugger off.”
He would lurk around the bar and watch me.
I knew he was interested in me.
He was kinda cute too.
I decided to walk over and thank him.
I walked past people.
He was leaning against a wall drinking a beer,
the bottle brown and clear.
The liquid seemed intoxicating.
I got nervous.
I never was good with talking to people for the first time really.
Especially at the club scene.
I looked down at my cocktail.
I knew when Phoebe got the drink she put alcohol in it.
The devil’s brew.
That was probably why I was avoiding it.
I gulped.
I closed my eyes and drank the slippery liquid.
I didn’t like it.
I felt dizzy and buzzed.
Immediately.
I walked over to him with confidence.
“Thank you.”
I slurred a little bit,
hiccuping my words.
“No problem love,”
he put his drink down on the chair next to him.
“Max Cartwell, and you are...an angel.”
I started to giggle and play with my hair.
“I know I’m being cocky but fuck,”
he brushed my hair back,
I let him,
“you are so fucking gorgeous.”
I started to play with my long blonde hair.
“Thank you. I’m Jade by the way,”
What?
He should know my damn name.
“Well Jade,”
he grabbed the beer bottle again.
“How about I buy you another drink?”
I laughed his offer off.
“I am already buzzed Max.”
“Well, nothing wrong with getting full out drunk.”
He handed me a glass full of clear liquid.
Salt covering the rims.
A lemon residing on the glass.
“Come on babe.”
I smiled and took it,
chugging it down.
The slipping of fire streamed down my throat.
I laughed.
I shrugged it off.
I felt my conscious dimming down more and more.
I started to feel more comfortable with myself.
The banging music invading my ears,
causing me to move.
“You loosening up baby?”
I nodded,
eyes closed and moving my body side to side.
“Let’s move out to the dance floor.”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the floor.
I started to move my hips quickly.
I moved my hands through my long wavy hair.
I moved faster and more provocatively.
I felt hands move on my hips.
I felt comfortable,
though I was mad.
I was mad at Sebby-
Sebastian.
I was mad at Noah.
Betraying me.
I just wanted to avenge me.
I wanted to avenge my dignity.
To feel something.
I put my hands through his hair.
I felt him pull his head back and moan.
“Fuck I want you so badly Jamie,”
he moaned in my ear.
I ignored him calling me Jamie,
it didn’t matter.
No one has ever said that to me.
I was so shocked.
“I don’t know...”
“Please baby...I need you...”
I turned around and clashed my lips into his...
I was shocked about my response to him.
My body needed to be touched by someone.
He put his hand lower and lower down my back.
I released our touch.
“The bathroom.”
I came quick to the decision.
I put my hand inclined with his and I started to walk towards the place,
the place where I would get everything I needed,
wanted;
revenge.