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Harry's POV

Maybe I could take them somewhere tomorrow?

Show them around the town, all the best places to visit and all the secret spots that only locals know.

My thoughts are interrupted as my phone rings. I glance down at it just as I hit the answer button on the steering wheel.

"Ryan!" I greet my mate from high school, "how are you?"

"Awesome Styles, as usual!" he replies with equal enthusiasm, "heard you were back in town, thought I'd see if you want to pop around for a few quiet drinks with the lads?"

Any other time I'd be up for it, but after the relaxing evening I've just had with Beth, I'd rather go home and crawl into bed to be honest.

"Yeah mate, look I might give it a miss tonight," I say, "I'm on my way home..."

"Then you can easily take a detour and come for a catch up!" he interrupts me, "come on Haz, everyone will be stoked to see you man!"

I suppose I really don't have anywhere to be tomorrow morning, what harm can it do? And Ryan is right when he says I'm already out in my car.

"Okay, okay," I give in, "I'll see you shortly."

"Yes!" he says, and I'm sure he's fist pumping the air, "I'll have a cold beer waiting for you!"

He hangs up and I can't help but smile at his enthusiasm. It will be good to catch up with the boys I must admit.

I drive for about another five minutes and finally pull up out the front of Ryan's house. Well, a couple of houses down admittedly as there are a few cars parked outside. I hope it's not overcrowded inside, it's not what I'm really in the mood for.

I turn the engine off and get out of the rover, locking it securely before I walk up to the front door.

I can hear the thumping beat of the music from the other side of the door, its pulsing and now I really know this is no quiet little get together chat that I was hoping for.

I don't bother knocking, I simply turn the door handle and walk in. Music, yelling and a smoky room immediately greets me and I almost consider turning around and heading straight back out the door.

"Haz! Haz!" I hear Ryan's voice as he yells out my name.

Damn.

Too late.

He walks over to me and I make my way towards him, as I navigate my way through the bodies standing around the room.

Or dancing.

At least I think it's dancing.

Some of these people should probably be laying down in a bed naked with what they're demonstrating as a form of 'dancing.'

Ryan pulls me in for a hug and I return it with equal enthusiasm. It is good to see him.

He lets go but keeps and arm around my shoulders.

"Hazza my man, let's get you that beer!" he says and I'm pretty sure he's already sampled a few himself.

We walk into the kitchen and a few of our other mates greet us and its manly hugs all round before a cold bottle of beer is thrust into my hand.

"Drink up buttercup!" Ryan says, a loopy grin on his face.

Someone turns the music up even louder and he starts to dance as best as a half-assed drunk man can, saluting me before he heads back to the lounge and loses himself among the crush of gyrating bodies.

I take a place against the wall with a couple of the other guys and take a sip of my beer. I decide I'll just have one and then head home as I had already intended to.

"Hey Harry," my thoughts are interrupted by a female voice next to me.

I turn my head and a familiar face stares up at me.

Cate.

"Hey," I casually say, a smile on my face.

"I heard you were back in town," she says as she places her hand on my arm.

"Yeah, just flew in a couple of days ago," I reply, "haven't really been out much yet, got plenty of time to catch up with everyone, you know?"

Cate runs her fingers across my forearm a few times.

"I'm surprised you haven't called me yet Haz," she says, as her lip forms a pretend pout and she frowns up at me.

I would normally find that cute and adorable, but all I can think is that Beth wouldn't do that.

"Well, I'm still a bit jetlagged..." I trail off.

"I'm sure I still could have given you a warm welcome home Harry," she says, as she bats her eyelashes at me.

It looked cute on Chloe, but suddenly not so much on Cate.

I chuckle nervously as I look around the room, I feel really awkward for some unknown reason.

Emily, a friend of Cate's walks over to her and whispers something in her ear, which causes Cate to giggle. She reaches out and touches my arm again.

"I'm just going to have a quick dance, wait for me?" she says.

I smile and nod as Emily leads her by the hand and over to where the crowd of people are dancing.

The girls start to move to the rhythm, their hips match the beat and soon they're blending in with everyone else.

I take another long sip of my beer before I pull my phone out from my pocket to check the time.

11pm.

I'll finish this beer and quietly slip out, hopefully unnoticed.

One of my friends suddenly elbows me in the side and nods his head to the dancing crowd.

I follow his gaze.

"Think she's trying to tell you something Haz?" he smirks as he watches Cate and Emily.

There is no longer a gap between them, their bodies now touching each other's. Cate's arms are around Emily's shoulders and Emily's arms are around Cate's waist.

They move not only in time to the music, but in sync with each other, as they grind their hips together.

I believe every male near me is now watching the show.

Great.

Now I've had dinner and a show.

It's not like Cate and I are strangers. We have, on more than one occasion, gone home together from these mutual gatherings. A casual hook up between friends once in a while never really hurt anyone, especially if both parties are in agreeance.

The girls are virtually dry humping each other and again I can't help but think that Beth wouldn't do that. Though to be honest, if she were to do it against me I would not complain in the slightest. In fact I would welcome it with open arms and a shitload of encouragement.

What the fuck?

Let's just take a moment here to reassess.

I'm standing here with a young, hot girl who is obviously keen to go home with me and have sex. She's already giving me a preview with Emily as to her intentions. And admittedly, my pants are starting to strain across the front.

I'm only human after all.

But all I can think about is the older mother of three kids who is probably almost twice Cate's age but honestly, has curves in all the right places and tits that are perfect in my opinion, and is also funny, intelligent, caring and considerate...

Actually, I don't care if her curves aren't in all the right places, I'd still be thinking the same things I'm thinking right now.

And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't feeling slightly confused at this very moment.

I take another sip of my beer, I follow it with another very long sip, the ice cold liquid running down my throat.

I look back over to where Cate is and I notice she's in deep conversation with Emily. She looks as if she's trying to convince her about something, judging by the way she's gesturing.

At me.

Shit.

I drain my bottle and step forward to place it on the kitchen counter before I decide to try and sneak out of this party undetected. I'm fully aware Cate wants to go home with me and I'm not in the mood to deal with the awkward rejection conversation.

I've been fortunate to have had a lovely evening with Beth and I want it to stay that way. I don't need Cate or anything else right now.

I say goodbye to my friends and quietly slip undetected out the front door and walk over to my car.

"Harry!"

Fuck. Me.

I turn around to see Cate walking out the door and over to me.

"Where are you going?" she asks.

"Home," I reply simply.

"Without me?" she almost looks indignant.

"Uh...yes," I reply, "is that a problem?"

She steps closer to me, leaving hardly any space between us.

"I assumed I'd be coming with you Haz," she pouts, "or at least coming several times with you," she bites her bottom lip in an attempt to look seductive.

"I just...really don't feel like it tonight Cate," I shrug my shoulders.

She places both of her hands on my chest and runs them up and down.

"I'm sure I can change your mind Harry," she purrs as her hands run down again to rest on the top of my jeans, "actually I'm sure both Emily and I could change your mind."

Holy shit Batman.

My eyes widen at what she just implied.

A threesome.

No...I just can't.

"Look, Cate..." I begin.

Her hands now wander even further down, as she palms the front of my jeans and I'm not gonna lie, I'm as hard as iron and as heavy as lead right now.

She squeezes me now before whispering in my ear.

"Let me make you feel good Harry, you know you like it when I do," she nips at my ear, "and I know you're feeling really good right now..."

An image of Beth flashes before me and she's all I can picture right now.

I move my hands to Cate's shoulders and gently push her away from my body so she no longer touches me.

"Cate, look, I really don't want to go home with you tonight, it's as simple as that," I shrug my shoulders again.

Now she does look indignant.

And downright pissed off at me.

"What! Why the hell not?" she demands, her eyes narrowing at me as she stands with her hands on her hips, "is there someone else?"

I simply stare at her.

"Have you met someone?" she asks again, her voice rising.

"Look, Cate, you know we were never serious, I made that clear from the start and you've been happy to go along with that all this time," I explain.

She's starts to breathe harder and faster, and not in a good way.

In the angry way.

"Who is she?" she demands, "who's the bitch you're dumping me for?"

Now hang on a minute.

"Well?" she pushes, "is she better in bed than me Harry?"

What?

"Does she fuck better than I do?" Cate is almost yelling at me now in the street, "does she suck you off as good as I do?"

Okay, she has officially lost the plot.

I'm really confused as I've never led her to believe we were anything more than friends with benefits and she agreed on it from the very beginning.

I guess she never thought she'd get a knockback.

"Cate, look, I'm sorry but nothing's going to happen tonight," I say gently.

I decide its best that I leave before she causes a bigger scene than she already has.

"Goodnight Cate, and again, I'm sorry," I say as I turn and get into my car, quickly starting it. I don't want to look at Cate and see the look on her face.

Call me a coward but I don't know what else to say to her.

I can't apologise any more than I already have and I can't make her feel any better. Well I can but that would probably require me going home with her and it's honestly the last thing I want to do.

I sigh and drive off, leaving Cate standing on the side of the road.

I feel like an absolute shit right now, but what the hell am I supposed to do?

Am I going crazy?

I just knocked back a fucking threesome...

And all I can think about is Beth.

I turn the radio on and blast the music, not even caring what song is on. I just need to clear my head, clear these stupid thoughts. Because that's what they are, stupid, stupid thoughts about someone I hardly know.

But the realisation hits me.

I want to know.

I want to know everything about her.