Hero

I stepped out of the car with Harry's help due to my heels and the height of the car as I gazed at the modern house directly in front of us. It was pretty big, and looked really nice. Harrys arm wound itself around my waist tightly pulling me in close to his chest.

"Stay close by tonight." He murmured in my ear sternly. "Especially dressed like that." He added on in a mutter under his breath, my cheeks heated not knowing what way to take that so I simply nodded my head agreeing to stay close. I'd had plenty of nasty experiences to know that the closer I am to Harry the safer I am, so I wouldn't want to endanger myself.

We walked up the driveway which was littered with solo cups and general rubbish meaning the party was in full swing. This was proved as the closer we got the sound of muffled music grew gradually louder and louder and there were people milling around outside smoking cigarettes and drinking.

Harry pushed open the unlocked door and we stepped inside the crowded house and I winced at the loud music which was reverberating around the walls of the large building.

"Ah, the blood bags have arrived," A voice said in a Dracula accent (if that was a thing?) from beside us and I watched in amusement as Zayn appeared from beside us wearing a dark cloak thing with red eyes and fangs. Harry rolled his eyes unamused as Zayn led us through the crowd to the kitchen which was a little less crowded.

Perrie who had just slammed down her shot glass brightened at our presence and Harry let go of my waist to walk over to the numerous amount of drinks stacked up on the counter. The kitchen was relatively empty as most people were dancing in the main room or milling around in the spacious hallways of the large house, there was only a group of giggly girls in one comer and a few drunk boys gazing at them in awe, and other than that it was people I had seen around HQ who I assumed were Heroes.

She sauntered over in her dark outfit, eyes and fangs matching that of her boyfriends, she looked stunning-- scratch that, they both did, if they ever have babies let me tell you they will be good looking children.

"You look adorably fuckable." She said crudely, well, shouted crudely since the music drowned out her voice and I struggled to hear what she had said, I rolled my eyes as a light blush tainted my cheeks.
She led me over to where Zayn and Harry seemed to be mixing drinks and I smiled brightly at the thought of a little liquid courage running through my veins. I wasn't really a big drinker but I think after all the stress of being in this country a few drinks and a pleasant buzz running through my veins wouldn't hurt too much.

God knows I needed one if I was going to lighten up and relax.

Harry turned around from the counter and handed me a glass full of a light pinkish liquid before he wrapped his arm around my waist to tuck me closer to his body and away from the people jostling around. I smelt the drink before taking a sip and my body deflated as I pulled away to glare incredulously at him.

"Pink Lemonade? Harry, come on!" I whined as I glared at him for treating my like some child who needed to be given lemonade at party's because they couldn't drink the 'adult drinks'. His face hardened as he leaned closer towards my ear so I can catch his words clearly.

"You're not drinking, Princess." He warned as he took a sip of his straight whiskey and turned his head to say something to Zayn who was currently beside him drinking beer. I huffed out a frustrated breath glaring at the side of his head angrily. Who was he to tell me what to do? I'm not a child, I'm allowed a drink, and its not like I'm trying to get completely smashed but a nicegentle buzz would just help to loosen me up and enjoy the party a little more.

As I glared at his head trying to transmit an telepathic signal which would relay my annoyance I sharp nudge was felt in my ribs, I turned around to see Perrie with a mischievous glint in her eyes and a devious smirk on her red lips before she took a peek at Harry and promptly tipped her whole glass into my half empty one effectively filling it up. She winked deviously before she departed through the crowd while moving her hips to the music. I sniffed the drink to try and see what it was, as I said, I'm not planning to get smashed.

Vodka.

A small smile tugged at my lips as I sipped the drink happily, surprisingly it tasted pretty good mixed with the vodka and it wasn't overwhelmingly strong either.

Harry's grip tightened on my waist and he nodded his head over to Count Zayn who had diverted his attention to me now.

"A few people are going to play 'Never have I ever', up for it?" He asked, well shouted and I gazed at Harry who had a emotionless face so I guessed he didn't really give too much of a toss so I nodded my head with a shrug. He smiled brightly and motioned for us to follow him through the living room where he turned down the music a little   So people could just about hear each other.

People were already sitting gown in a large circle on the floor so me and Harry went and sat in a vacant spot opposite two blonde girls who were also dressed as cats, except I looked like a little innocent kitten compared to their outfits. I could tell they were judging me from their eyes as they grazed their sharp eyes over my whole outfit and my closeness to Harry.

Well, they seem like little rays of sunshine.

"I'm sure you all know how to play, you're not five, so let's start. Never have I ever had sex with a girl." A girl with bright blue hair said confidently with a smirk who was sat next to the girls with the sleek blonde hair. Zayn scoffed from beside me as all the males took quick drinks from the liquor.

"Okay, Never have I ever. . . Killed someone," A cute guy who was sat at the left of the circle said while tousling his blonde hair with his fingers. For some absurd reason I found myself comparing the way he did it to the way Harry did it, and I'm sorry to say but the way Harry tousles his long locks looks more attractive.

Ha. Wannabe.

I gulped as Zayn, Perrie, Harry and the two blonde girls took drinks of their liquids, the revelation making me nervous realising I'm surrounded by killers, although it was probably for the better but still. I shuddered slightly and Harry cast me a glance his eyes blank as usual.

So the two girls must be Heroes as well, although I haven't seen them around HQ and they do not look friendly, although looking at Harry, he doesn't exactly scream rainbows and bunnies either so.

"Never have I ever, taken someone's virginity," a younger looking guys says. I watch as nearly all the males and females take sips of their drinks including Perrie, Harry, the two blonde girls and Zayn. I frown slightly at the revelation, not completely sure why but the knowledge of Harry taking someone's virginity makes me uncomfortable for some absurd reason.

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The game had eventually finished and I was definitely feeling the effects of the alcoholic lemonade on my body, it felt warm and a large happy grin was spread across my lips, although I was still sober enough to hide it as much as possible from Harry.

"Come on, let's dance!" Perrie said drunkly as she grabbed my hand and attempted to tug me away from the tight grip Harry had on my waist, I smiled hugely needing something to spend my tipsy energy on.

"I don't think so." Harry said immediately pulling me back to his warm body, me and Perrie both whined and she stepped forward with a determined look on her face.

"She'll be fine Harold, it's my house. No one in here would hurt her." She said pleadingly as she tried her hardest to disguise the slur in her voice. Harry seemed to contemplate it as he his green eyes darted around the room as if to check for any possible danger but when finding none he reluctantly nodded his head.

"Yes!" We both exclaimed and in a moment of  alcohol  I pressed a chaste kiss to Harry's smooth cheek as a grateful gesture before Perrie and me began weaving through the crowed towards the makeshift dance floor.

We began dancing and twirling around and sometimes she would actually dance sexily but most of the time we were just having fun, my tail wagging behind me as we hip bumped before falling around in a fit of giggles.

"Let's get some drinks," she shouted cupping her hand around her mouth to project her voice as much as possible, not bothering to reply verbally I simply nodded my head with a smile. She gripped my wrist and wove us through moving bodies towards the kitchen. I sighed in relief as I felt like I could breathe better in the kitchen with less people around. She grabbed us some shot glasses and filled them up with some bright blue liquid.

"Drink up!" She said cheerfully before tipping her head back quickly. I pushed my guilty conscious for not listening to Harry away to the back of my mind and also downed my two shots. A few drinks couldn't hurt, and it wasn't like I was going to get wasted.

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HARRY

I scanned the crowd in this fucking shit Halloween party that I now regretted ever agreeing to come, my eyes rested a few seconds on each face before bouncing to the next with agitation. My actions becoming faster the longer I couldn't seem to spot the delicate girl dressed as a kitten in the masses of people. It didn't help that everyone was dressed up like nut cases.

I swear to god I am going to murder her when--

"Hi, Harry!" I heard a cheery voice shout from behind as someone jabbed me in the back, I whirled around angrily to see the one person I had spent the last 20 minutes looking for.

I glared at her big brown eyes and the cute little ears resting on her head.

"Where the fuck have you been?" I demanded gripping her wrist and tugging her to a quieter corner so I didn't have to waste my breath by fucking yelling. She leaned against the wall opposite me and shrugged her shoulders.

"Sorry."

I scowled at her deciding to leave reprimanding her when we could just about hear each other, although I'm gonna make sure to give her a good lecture back home so she knows she can't just wander off like that.

I leaned my palms on the wall beside her head caging her between them preventing her from running off again, she narrowed her eyes at me, as they darted around probably trying to catch glimpses of her partner in crime; Perrie. The annoying mass of people pushed against my back as they danced like hooligans forcing me to be pressed up closer to Lia to prevent her being crushed or lost in the slowly increasing crowd as the night went on. The party was slowly beginning to rage out of control and it was pissing me off as I kept seeing wannabe cool seventeen year olds trying to fit in. Fucking pathetic.

I felt hot breath on my face and when I turned my head mine and Lia's heads were a lot closer together than I had anticipated, our noses almost brushing. She peered up at me through thick lashes, teeth innocently pressed against her full bottom lip probably not realising the effect it was having on my body with the way she was dressed tonight. And of fucking course, her being my soulmate any attraction or lust is magnified by a lot, so being this close our connection is buzzing and I can feel her in my body stronger than ever. And right now, she feels nervous as fuck, well, she's always fucking nervous, I need to move away before I do something I'll regret because being this close I can't contain my natural urges towards her.

AMELIA

Is he about to kiss me!?

Our noses are just brushing and whiskey stained breath is washing over my face as I stare at intense green eyes as they watch my own, I can't explain the feelings rushing through my body but my heart is pounding and my breathing is slowly beginning to accelerate as I watch his head tilt to the side. There's a fire burning deep within my soul and the connection between us buzzing like a live wire as I find myself unable to control my actions or inhibit my desire as our lips touch.

They're soft and moist as they press against mine, my breath being knocked from my body completely as my eyes flutter shut as we move our lips together delicately, the music and crowded room fading from existence. One of his hands comes to rest against the hinge of my jaw as he tilts it to his desire so we can deepen what we probably shouldn't have started. His tongue swipes against my bottom lip, wetting it as I open my mouth in a silent gasp as my own hand reaches to bury it in his growing hair.
His tongue explores my mouth and I breathlessly moan as we part softly, he swiftly leans in again and we have a short sweet kiss before he backs away, his chest rising and falling harshly and mine is no different as I stare at him with wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

We just kissed. And I think I liked it? I don't know what to say as my knees wobble and I stare helplessly into his dark green eyes, this situation isn't one of familiarity to me, although I've been in a relationship before and dealt with a guy in that aspect, considering it was a train wreck I still have no clue how to do this right and where on earth this leaves us now. He runs a hand through his hair and blows a breath through his lips, our gazes being snapped away from each other.

"I, um. . I think I hear Perrie calling me. .?" I lie as I point to a random direction with red cheeks and shuffle off sidewards not being able to handle being in his presence after that kiss we just shared, why did we share a kiss? We're not drunk? I don't know how it even happened and now I'm wondering wether it'll happen again, do I want it to happen again? My brain feels like it's about to explode as I weave through the crowd not really sure what I'm looking for.

But once I spot the kitchen piled with alcoholic drinks I think I figure out exactly what I'm looking for.

I slip into the large kitchen and just try and squeeze through any human sized gaps between crowds of people to try and reach the sideboards which are loaded with drinks, however, my mission is swiftly aborted when I spot a lonely looking Zayn say at the island with lots of shots lined up in front of him. I quickly make my way over to him and climb onto the bar stool beside him.

"Hi Dracula," I say with a small smile eyeing the different coloured liquids lined up in front of us warily.

"'E'llo," he answered gloomily before swiftly downing a shot, his face contorted slightly before he slammed it back down onto the island with such force I was afraid it might actually shatter. Wow, guess I'm not the only one with issues in the house.

"What's wrong?" I asked, my mind becoming distracted from the knee-weakening kiss I had just endured. His head turned to gaze at me lazily before he lifted a hand motioning to the drinks, silently offering me some before he spoke.

"Let's just say, I've got a death sentence for tomorrow," he said seriously before he downed a dark orange type of liquid from another shot glass. My eyebrows raise and I am slightly clueless as what that could mean, however taking into account that he's most likely drunk and his emotions are probably out of whack making him act over dramatically, I sort of ignore his words and tip back a shot glass full of blue liquid. I immediately cringe sticking my tongue out trying to erase the burn. Wow. That was strong!

"I kissed Harry," I accidentally blurt, desperately needing to tell someone so they can help me wrap my head around why it happened and what it meant as my brain simply has given up.

Although, disappointingly Zayn isn't very interested as he raises his shot glass and clinks it with my raised one.

"I think they're good enough excuses to drink to," and with a little clink we both down the shots like pros, well, he does anyway, I cringe and sputter like a rookie.

You know how I said I wasn't going to get smashed?

Whoops.

HARRY

I'm sitting rather frustrated with myself  for kissing Amelia as I had sworn to myself I would keep things strictly platonic between us, with zero emotions involved, emotions are a loophole in all mankind, they have the deadly ability to make decisions, alter a mindset and completely destroy your original way of thinking, they leave you with a distorted view of the world around you, unable to see clearly and I had sworn that I would always keep this city safe with a clear head.

Enemies search for emotions, they love to toy with emotions, emotions are essentially a kryptonite to all Heroes-- and regular humans as well. Hence why me and my team are as well known and feared as we are, their leader; me. Doesn't come with a loophole, and as long as all angles are covered on my part I am the strongest, hence the name, Titanium.

And I know for a fact that a kiss can lead into a lot of things, and the last thing I want is a loophole in the form of a innocent little kitten which could destroy the entire army of Heroes and essentially the city.

My thoughts are cut off by the same girl  my mind was currently occupied with.

"Good morning Harold!" Amelia shouted obnoxiously before abruptly plopping her small body down onto my lap making me drop my beer onto the floor and for all the contents to spill out.

"Amelia for gods-- Are you drunk?!" I hissed angrily gripping her wrist in my tight hold as it went to teach up for my hair. A loud giggle left her mouth as she violently shook her head.

"Nope."

I glared at her wide brown eyes, I specifically told her she wasn't to drink any alcohol ad what does she do? Not only drink, but actually get hammered. My temper is slowly rising from the previous events of the night and now to top it off a drunk and obnoxious Amelia now, and a zonked out hungover zombie in the morning. Fucking fantastic.

"I told you not to drink!" I say
raising my voice as I drop her wrist into my lap, she lets it fall lifelessly and then giggles as if it's hilarious. 

"Your fault, frog," she says cheerfully, a slow slur in her words although she tries her hardest to make them seem normal. I frown at her leaning back in my seat with irritation.

"Don't call me that,"

"Whyyy!"

"Because."

"But you look like a frog, a handsome frog though. Like not slimy and green, but muscly with long hair," she says leaning her body weight on mine and snuggling up to my neck. I roll my eyes moving hair out of her eyes as I smirk at her newfound confidence knowing she would be way too shy to carry out this attitude sober.

"So you think I'm handsome?"  I ask. Wait till she hears about all this tomorrow, she's going to have red cheeks for a week.

"Yeah, who doesn't," she mumbles sleepily as she presses a few drunk kisses to my neck. I smirk smugly rubbing her back with  my palm.

"Good to know."

A/N:

Hii! I know I'm so sorry for the wait! I tried my best to make this quite long (is it even long lol? Don't fink so) BC I haven't updated in a while, but unfortunately college comes first so ☹

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