Remind Me To Forget (L.S.) ✔️

Chapter 2

The club was pretty crowded, even tho they had chosen a place nearby. Almost every new freshmen were out there, trying to make some friends and have fun before the torture - called university - started. The girls felt like showing a bit much of their bodies in order to get the guys' attention and as soon as they entered the place and sat down, the group kind of became part of the club.
The dancing crowd was living the time of their life, the flashing lights hid those moments which became mistakes on the next morning.
Niall promised to bring them drinks, so the other two boys were left alone. Although the club seemed to be nice and they didn't play the usual endless electric music instead of normal songs, Harry felt uncomfortable. He wanted to prove that he's not a scared puppy as Liam thought, but he had to admit; it was the truth. The lights, the bitter smell of beer and the noise were already too much, but everything just became worse, when a girl stumbled to the table.

"Hello boys," she started, clearly drunk. "Are you guys freshmen?"

Her wavy, strawberry blond hair fell in front of her face as she leaned on the sticky table. She smelt like candy, just like the blue cocktail in her hand, so Harry was pretty calm - until the girl started looking him up and down.

"Yeah, is that so obvious?" Liam smiled, but it felt like he isn't interested at all. He would of never taken advantage of somebody, who clearly had too many shots.

"I've never seen you here before and believe me, I'm here alllll the time. We need breaks from uni, right?" she giggled, then continued immediately. "I'm Charlotte."

Liam nodded before telling her their names. The other boy stayed in silence and didn't like the fact, that now this random lady knew them. Harry tried to send the message to his friend by staring at him, but the conversation just kept going.

"Is he deaf or something?" the girl blurted out pointing at Harry, then turned to him. "I'm Chaaaarlooootte."

"I know, I heard you." he answered quickly, his cheeks already turning a bit red.

"Ohw, so you're just shy," she pouted and one of her hands started stroking his face. Charlotte licked her pink lips, then put in everything she had and tried to be attractive. "I could change that..."

"I don't think so." Liam interrupted her with a tired voice. Of course she picked the only guy in this place, who'd rather sell his kidney than make out with her in the corner.

"Oh shut up, I could!"

Alright, she's officially annoying. Harry thought, shifting his whole body, so her hand couldn't reach his skin.

That was the moment, when Niall arrived with three glasses of beer, but stopped as soon as he saw the stranger in front of his roommate.

"What's happening?" he asked Liam, eyeing the girl.

"She's trying to flirt with H."

"Oh c'mon, I should be in his position, I'd appreciate it." Niall whimpered then placed the drinks on the table.

"So, pretty boy..." it looked like Charlotte didn't pay any attention to the conversation nearby, she focused on getting the shy freshman all to herself. "Do you need somebody to show you round here?"

" 'm fine, thanks." Harry muttered, but the girl didn't give up. Before he could of protested, she sat on his lap and smiled at him temptingly. Harry gasped and turned to his friends, a look of horror slowly appearing on his face.

"Wha- could you please- "

"I really think you need someone... experienced," Charlotte stated followed by a drunken laughter and not giving a single fuck about his reaction. "Look, I'm in my SECOND year at the university, this is my THIRD cocktail tonight, and in this way baby... " she lowered her voice and licked her lips again. "...you could be my FOURTH one-night stand."