I woke up with a killer head ache, bruised ribs, and sore calf muscles and biceps. Last night Nate worked me a little too hard. He always works with me at night, but something last night had gotten under his skin and for some idiotic reason he decided to take it out on me. That led to a real fight between us, in which I gave him a few kicks to the gut, he gave me a busted lip, and I'm suprised he didn't break my ribs.

The night only got worst from there. After leaving Nate on his own limping to his car, and stumbling home myself, I ran in to a girl. A pretty good one-night-stand kind of material should I add. But anyway, I ended up letting her guide me home since obviously I couldn't walk in a straight line by my self. That kind of stuff just doesn't happen to me, and Nate better make sure it doesn't happen again. He knows more than well enough not to mess with me.

I rolled out of bed and looked around the floor for some decent looking shorts. I found a black pair, and since they didn't smell like rotten fish I slipped them on along with a stained white shirt. I stepped into my tennis shoes, grabbing my phone and wallet from the dresser and making my way down the hallway.I grabbed my gray jacket from the back on the couch and hurried out the font door. I didn't really care for breakfest anymore, unless a girl was kind enough to make me something before I kicked her out of the house.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and when I looked to see who it was, Nate's name was on the screen along with a message that said 'Meet me at the corner by the sport shop. In my van.'

I huffed and started jogging that way. It took me about five minutes at the most at get to the corner by the shop and sure enough Nate's van was parked right behind the stop sign. I jogged across the road and swung the door open and jumped inside. Nate was looking at his phone scrolling though something while I sat there, stareing him down, trying to catch my breath. When I had enough of the silence, I ripped the phone out of his hands and threw it in the back seat.

"Why the hell did you tell me to meet you here?" I wasn't in the mood for one of his little games, I needed him to get straight to the point.

"First of all, I want to say sorry about last night and sec-"

"First of all I highly doubt that. Thanks to you I get to walk around with a busted lip for a few weeks and limp around like a hurt puppy or something making me look like a pussy for not being able to defend my self from your anger filled training session. Oh yeah, and not to mention I had to get escorted home last night."

"Harry, don't tell me you got arrested last night." Nate leaned his head to the side with a dissapointing look on his face. It's almost like he actually expects me to end up in jail or something.

"Why would I get arrested for walking home? Hell no I wasn't arrested."

"Well for all I know you could have picked up an underaged prostitute on your way home last night and as many drinks you had I'm suprised." He rolled his eyes. I muttered a few profanities under my breath as he shook his head and cleared his throat. "I thought I should tell you that your father called last night."

"You really think I care what that scum bag has to say to me?" I scoffed at the mention of that man that I was privlaged to call my father.

"He wanted to talk."

"I don't have anything to say to him and as usual he probably has nothing to say to me. I'm a big boy now, don't you think its about time he confront me directly instead of through my friends?" I barked at him.

"I agree, it's a pretty dick move, but why would he be calling if he has nothing to say to you?"

"Last time he tried to talk to me and I blew him off I ended up getting a letter in the mail that said he wanted to make sure I was stable enough on my own since he just knew couldn't make a living for my self and he sent a check. A nine word letter and a check for $100,000. Need I remind you I have been doing perfectly fine on my own for five years now and that was the first time he even tried to reach out to me since I left."

"If by fine you mean drinking and having a different girl in your bed everynight, maybe even more than one, then yeah your doing amazing." He rolled his eyes as he spoke in his sarcastic tone.

"You know what, next time he calls tell him to stay out of my life. I'm done with his bull shit." With out another word I jumped out of the car and started jogging back to my flat to get my van and just ride around town to clear my head.

When I got in my vehicle, I put my head on the steering wheel and took a few deep breaths. I kept my focused on the floor board and hopefully my shaking will subside. As I studied every detail I could possibly have looked over my attention fell on my shoes. That's what I'll do. I'll by new shoes, go to the gym, then possibly go out for a drink. Hopefully I can get my mind off my father.

I drove straight through town and back to the sports shop across from where I just met Nate. I put it in park and stepped down from the car before barging through the front door of the building. I looked around and right as I stepped inside and saw a pair of gray eyes looking back at me. They looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. Oh well, the chick was hot though.

I made my way back to the shoe isle and searched the rackes or my size. While my eyes searched for a spicific size, my brain searched for a spicific face. I know I said thoes eyes were no big deal, but for some reason it was really getting to me. I selceted a random pair of 11, making sure they wern't pink or purple, before heading back up to the front.

I made sure to act completely normal while I searched her face for any indication of who she is. After she scanned the box she stayed focused on the computer screen, avoiding any eye contact with me. I started to tap my fingers in annoyance.

"Total is 55.02." She said, and made eye contact for the first time. I held her gaze or a while while I fumbled with my wallet in my pocket. I couldn't look away from her, her eyes were a smoky gray but with a ring of electic blue in the center. As I started to turn my head away and get the money out, my eyes scanned across her chest and saw half a heart outlined with diamonds hanging around her neck. As I was about to give her the last two coins, it clicked, and the coins slipped from my hand.

It was her... from last night.

I tried not the let this new information change my expression as I picked up the coins and handed them over to her. She looked a little startled when I stood back up and waited for her to hand me my purchased items.

"Is that all?" She asked.

"Yeah." I didn't mean for my voice to sound so bland, but oh well. She slipped the money i the machine and then handed me the bag that was holding the box inside.

"Thanks." Was all I said before I escaped out the door.

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"What about that one?" Daniel said catching my attention and focusing it on the brunette that currently had his eye. With all the smoke and lights dancing in the air, I couldn't see her face, but all I cared about was her body. It looked amazing in that skin tight dress, so I can only imagine how much better it would look with out it.

"Gah! If only I could get my face between those tits." Cass groaned out as he imagin all the things he would do to her, and to be frank I didn't quite care to know the details of it all.

"Her ass isn't that bad either." I chuckeled as she swayed her hips back and forth. The smooth rythem of her hip resembled a dancing cobra moving from side to side. I saw her turn her face and look in our direction so I winked. Hopefully that was a good enough invite.

"Why don't you go get her and bring her over here?"

"I don't go to them, they come to me." I stated in a matter of fact tone. "Watch and learn." I said as I watched the snake herself slither over here. She came right up to me and pulled me to her by my collar.

"Care to dance?" She hissed in my ear, nipping at the lobe.

"Be my guest?" I waved my arm infront of me as if telling her to go ahead. She gripped my hand and towed me along behind her. When we got to a clear enough spot I pulled her back into me, pinning her hips to mine.

She ground her hips back into my crotch and I groaned. I'm assuming that was the reaction she wanted because she turned around abruptly and planted a heavy one on my lips.

"Mine or yours?" She whispered against my lips.

"Mine."

((A/N Hey guys! yay, I'm posting another story! Well this one is going to be a little different obviously lol, I'm going to really be getting out of my comfort zone with this one. Well as you can tell this chapter is in Harry's POV while the last one was in Cam's POV. I think this is how i'm going to be writing this story from now on. One chapter will be in Cam's POV and the next will be Harry's. I might be explaining it in a difficult way, but you will get the idea of it soon enough. Any way, I hope you enjoy this story! Tell me what you think and if you have any questions dont be afraid to ask :))