The Assistant ➵ h.s

75: Hide-And-Seek

A/N: important authors note at the end!

JADE'S POV:

My eyes were screwed shut and I heard the cheers of everyone. The liquid burned my throat as I swallowed. Once I pulled away, I blinked once, trying to regain myself.

"You alright?" Harry asked softly.

I mumbled a reply as I grabbed the second glass. I tossed my head back and downed the drink in two sips.

The glass clanked as I placed it back onto the table and everyone chanted 'do it'. Harry squeezed my shoulder a bit. I could tell that he was the slightest bit nervous.

Once I had downed the last glass, everyone cheered loudly. I felt a bit tipsy as I blinked a few times. It's been a while since I've had a drink... Or two.

"Good job, Jays!" Louis hooted from the end of the table.

I let out an involuntary giggle. "Thanks, Lou poo!"

Everyone laughed at the cheesy nickname, even Harry.

"Babe, you alright?" Harry asked once more.

"Babyyy," I whined. "I'm fine! I swear!" I looked at him seriously before bursting into giggles.

The game continued and I was dared to take more shots. I hadn't refused at all. By the end of the game and the party, I was drunk... Seriously drunk.

"Let's play Hide-and-Seek!" Niall suggested.

The backyard was empty and everyone had left. That was, of course, except for the people that were playing Spin The Bottle.

"Yeah!" Louis stood up abruptly, which caused him to stumble a bit.

So, we decided to play Hide-and-Seek. Sophia was 'it' and all of us rushed into the house. I ran away from the others, which resulted in me almost running into a wall. I giggled loudly and shook my head at myself.

"Screw running!" I exclaimed, deciding to walk.

Finally, I ended up finding the hallway closet. Sneakily, I opened the door and slipped inside. I shut the door after myself, resulting in complete darkness.

I couldn't help but let out a loud scream as a pair of hands wrapped around my waist. Instinctively, I smacked the arms.

"What the hell-" my yell was cut off as a hand slapped over my mouth.

"Shut up, babe."

I recognize the voice and sighed. "Oh, it's you!" I said loudly once he removed his hand.

"Yeah, the one and only, Harry Styles." He replied. I looked at him in the darkness and smiled.

I inspected his perfect features. That smirk had me off-guard, like always. My finger poked the beautiful dimple in his cheek and I let out a laugh. His eyes went wide.

"Shh! We don't wanna get caught!" He rambled.

I nodded and sat down on the floor. He plopped down beside me. He hadn't drunk because apparently I was 'too drunk'. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

He leaned against the wall. I smirked and twirled his hair. "You're hair is so soft!" I gushed quietly. "Tell me your secrets, Pretty Boy!"

He raised an eyebrow at me fought a smile. "Shampoo and conditioner."

"What type? I want sexy locks too." I rambled.

He bit his lip and fought a smile. "You're the hairstylist; shouldn't you know?"

I nodded. "I should but I don't."

With that, I got up abruptly. "Where are you going?" Harry questioned.

"Nowhere." I replied before sitting down in his lap. I rested my legs on either side of his waist and giggled at his shocked expression.

"So tell me what you use." I continued on. Our faces were close in the tight closet.

"Old Spice. The shampoo smells pleasant." He replied, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I smiled down at him. "I want to use that too. But then I will have to become man."

He accidentally let out a laugh. "What do you mean, Angel?"

I scoffed, "The bottle says that it's for men. That means it's dangerous for women." My words were slurred.

Harry pursed his lips to stop the laughter that was threatening to come out. He couldn't help it and he let out an whispered and airy laugh.

I gasped at his laughter. How does he not realize that shampoo can be fatal?!

"Why are you laughing-" I was cut short as his lips collided softly onto mine. He was obviously still smiling and I couldn't help but smile anyways.

I parted his lips with my tongue and let it roam. His tongue mirrored my actions and I could clearly taste the spearmint in his mouth and he could probably taste the alcohol on mine.

I softly pulled his bottom lip in between my teeth. Harry groaned in response, which made me let out a drunken laugh.

His hand squeezed my arse and I only laughed again, instead of yelping. He started trailing wet kisses down my jaw and behind my ear. Harry really wanted to get a reaction out of me. I felt his teeth gently bite my skin and I accidentally let out a loud laugh.

"That tickles!" I squealed, pulling back.

Harry pulled back and raised an eyebrow. "You're so drunk," he laughed a bit at my insolent behaviour.

"I am?" I questioned while trying to cuddle with him.

"Yeah, you are." He replied, wrapping his arms around me in a embrace.

I let out an airy giggle for the umpteenth time while snuggling into his neck.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I did.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hi everyone. I hope you enjoyed this one.

Just a heads up, The Assistant will be ending soon. But before that, there will be some drama so prepare your pretty little heads.

And for those of you that are wondering, yes there will be a sequel. The sequel will not be as long as this book though.

All the love.

-Maya.x