Chapter 12:
"Explain this to me again please?" Niall said, flaring his hands all over the place in confusion. I giggled and Sara just glared at him.
"How in the world can you not know what Mardi Gras is Niall?" Sara sighed, running her hands through her hair. She looked to me in exasperation.
"So…we pretty much get trashed, flash each other, watch parades…and get plastic beads." I shrugged, I'd celebrated Mardi Gras with Sara every year…but different guys each time. This year would be different, but kind of the same.
"Will there be food?" Niall asked, causing all of us to burst into laughter. I nodded and looked at Harry. His eyes sparkled with troublesome ideas. He winked and kissed my nose, making me blush softly. I leaned up to kiss him softly, and I felt him smile against my lips. Suddenly a pillow flew right into my face and I jerked away quickly. I glared at Sara who was snickering whilst receiving fist pumps from Louis and Niall.
"What," Sara shrugged innocently." I rose an eyebrow at her and she smirked. "You always throw things at Niall and I, so this is Karma." She smiled wickedly.
"At least I don't dry hump my boyfriend in the kitchen," I smiled back and pranced off to my room. Harry's laughter filled my living room and I could tell I'd gotten her good. Harry twirled into my room, still cooling down from laughing.
"Lou says that you're a keeper," Harry smiled.
"Oh really?" I giggled, plopping down on my bed. Harry nodded. "And what do you think?"
"Oh I guess you could stick around," Harry sighed, waving his hand at me nonchalantly, and I threw a stuffed animal at him. "Hey now," he laughed and threw it back. "G, I want to say something, and I'm being totally serious." He sat down next to me, and I looked up at him.
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What?" my heart started to beat a little faster in anticipation of what he was going to say.
"Tonight, ya know, if we're both drunk," he rambled, "Look, I just don't want you to do something you don't want to." It clicked, and I laughed, causing him to give me a perplexed look.
"Don't worry about that…I," I thought hard one last time about this, "I'll be fine." I smiled.
"Ey!" Lou called from the balcony, "Some girl just threw beads at me!" he walked into my room with beads hanging from his ear and I laughed.
"Let the festivities begin," A wild grin spreading across my face.
"Princessss," Niall slurred as Sara danced around him, drink in hand. I'd never seen her so trashed, not even after our graduation. I laughed, losing my balance and falling back into Harry.
"Well, I'd say you don't hold your liquor well babe," he chuckled, pulling me close to him and slowly rocking me to the music. I pulled my mask up to my face, making a face at him and he laughed. Somehow, even with our small group, we managed to have the best times. Harry swatted my mask off my face and I feigned hurt feelings. He took my face in his hand, sloppily kissing me. I nibbled slightly on his bottom lip, causing him to moan oh so softly against my mouth. I smiled, but kept my lips pressed against his. His hands travelled down my body until he found what his was looking for. He casually slid his hand into the back pocket of my jean shorts and pulled me close against his body.
"So much for not dry humping," Sara laughed in my ear and I broke away from Harry for a moment.
"I'm not in the kitchen," I winked, "Now go back to your ballerina," I laughed as I pointed out Niall leaping around the room.
"Just getting in the spirit!" Louis screeched as he launched beads at us from the second floor. We all laughed as we tried to take cover. I fell, right on top of Harry.
"Hello there," he said, his words almost inaudible, he'd been drinking something strong, and I assumed it had just kicked in. His eyes watched me hungrily as I stood and tried to right myself.
"Take a shot for me, yeah?" Liam laughed, offering an untouched bottle of Jack to me. I'm sure we were amusing to watch. I took the bottle but refused the shot glass he held in his other hand. Instead I just brought the bottle to my lips and downed as much as I could. I met the boys' eyes and shrugged.
"You act like I'm innocent," I snickered, and took Harry's hand. Zayn whistled as I pulled Harry along to my room, tripping only once on Lou's party beads.
"Someone's gettin' it in tonight," hollered Lou, but I wasn't listening. I shoved him in my room, and closed the door.
"Don't forget to put the signal up," Harry laughed, offering my his shirt which he held in his hands. I opened the door and threw it over the knob. This confirmed everyone's suspicions because a series of laughs spread one by one through the house.
"That's my boy," I heard Niall say from the living room. Harry stared at me from across the room.
"The one time I want you to be naked, you refuse to take off your clothes?" I giggled, moving towards him. He cocked his head to one side, teasing me. "C'mon, take it off Styles," I prodded, running a hand slowly down his chest, but stopping right at his belt buckle. I could play that game too. He whined softly, but I wouldn't give in.
"A piece for a piece," he bargained, and I nodded. I pulled my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor.
"I feel like we're in The Notebook," Harry laughed, and I smiled. Enough. I laced my fingers in his hair and grazed my mouth slowly across his. I pulled back and looked up at him through my eye lashes. He took a moment, just staring into my eyes, then lifted his hand to caress my cheek. This was cute, but it was driving me crazy.
"Stop you cuteness," I murmured into his ear, "and fuck me already." I kissed him softly behind his ear. He took my waist, and pushed me back towards the bed, and I collapsed with a thud.
"Damnnn," I heard a voice outside the door giggle, Sara, oh, I would get her later.
"I taught him well," Louis laughed.