*Reagan’s POV*
When I opened my eyes I began to realize that I wasn't in my apartment and I wasn't laying on my couch. I blinked a few times in hope that it would help to dull the pounding head ache that I had before I looked around and remembered the party. There were a few sleeping people on the floor that I didn't know and a few who I did. Liam was asleep next to the wall with a curly haired girl lying on his stomach and Niall was knocked out against the couch’s arm rest close to Laurie. I lifted my head from Laurie’s lap and got up to find a bathroom when I heard a voice come from upstairs. It was Harry.

“Yes I’m fine, I promise....I know they’re there I’m going to come home and take them... I know.... No I didn't drink it wasn't that kind of party... Yes... I’ll be home in twenty minutes okay? Bye!” Harry hung up phone and cursed under his breath before coming down the stairs and my breath hitched in my throat. Harry was only wrapped in a towel with water droplets dripping from his hair to his chest, still wet from the shower. His eyebrows were in their ever furrowed position, and his eye color darkened when he saw me.

“Stop fucking staring at me glasses! It’s rude and so is eaves dropping!” He said with his voice full of anger and annoyance as he yanked his cell phone charger out of the wall. Bipolar Harry is back in full swing.

“I wasn’t eaves dropping I was looking for a bathroom.”

“So you were staring?” Harry grinned mischievously and I rolled my eyes not able to deny him.

“What time is it Harold?”

“It’s half passed ten” He said as he ran back up the stairs.

I followed and heard a door slam when I found the bathroom. As I opened the door to leave out, Harry emerged from the room in his attire from last night, this time with the buttons of his shirt fully done. He glared at me, pushed me back in the bathroom, and shut the door behind him.

“Harold, can you please move?!”

“Back to ‘Harold’ now is it?”

“What are you talking about?” I asked as I tried to get around him but he blocked my way.

“Well, here lately when you say my name it’s either ‘oh H please’ or ‘mmm Harry!’” Fire rose in my cheeks and I became angry at myself for allowing that to happen and angry at him for bringing it up.

“Fuck off Harry and move out of the way!” I snapped and pushed passed him. This is a new side to bipolar Harry that I hadn’t seen before. I think I will call this one asshole Harry.

“Gosh I was only joking! Now who’s bipolar?”

“Did you take your medication?” I asked as we left out of the bathroom hoping that no one saw us.

“No. It’s not here. I have to go get it from home.”

“And where is home exactly?”

“What are you my drill sergeant? It’s at home; I’m going to get it!” Mood swing number four in fifteen minutes. Harry took a deep breath closed his eyes and apologized for snapping, a technique he learned from Dr. Baker I’m sure.

“It’s fine. How are you getting home?” Harry darted his head in my direction and glared causing me to laugh realizing that I had asked yet another question, but he answered it regardless.

“I’m walking.”

“I’ll go with you, I need some air and I’m sure this bunch won’t be up for a while.” Harry flashed me a grin before opening the door for me and putting on his Ray Ban wayfarers. As we waked, I decided to pick his brain some more so I could have more to add to my notes for my paper.

“So what’s it like being back home?”

“Right now it’s more pressure than being in the hospital. I have to remember to do so much, but nights like last night make it worth it.” I remembered how last night Harry finally got rid of my frustration and turned my head to hide the stupid grin on my face.

“Did you have fun last night?” He asked me with a smirk on his face and I turned my head again. How does he know what to say to make me blush?

“Yeah, I haven’t been to a party in a while. I don't remember much." I chuckle as I try to clear my fuzzy memory and bits and pieces of the night come flooding back, "The last thing I remember is dancing with Laurie and then, well, being with you... The parts I remember I enjoyed though.” Harry chuckled to himself.

SHIT did I just tell him that I enjoyed him?

“When did I pass out?” I asked trying to change the subject, but Harry made it impossible.

“Right after I made you come.” Harry spoke as not so softly in a way that made it seem he had to think hard about the answer and my face went red.We received some disgusted glances from some people we were walking by.

“Oh my gosh Harry! Did you really have to say that out loud?! Jesus!”

Harry laughed and then told me it was sometime before three am and that the party ended around four. He had put me on the couch. He also told me that Niall and Laurie were ‘sucking each other’s souls out through their mouths’ before they passed out as well, a detail that I will have to ask Laurie about later.

We arrived at a red brick house and Harry took his keys out of his pocket to unlock the door. When we got inside I took in the absolutely beautiful home. It was a nice size with cherry wood floors, grey and cream furniture, in the living room and table big enough to sit eight people in the dining room. Harry told me to sit down as he went into the medicine cabinet in the kitchen to get his meds. He popped the pill and drank some orange juice when his mother came down the stairs.

“There you are boy child of mine. Where were you last night? Hi Reagan!” She spoke quickly as she put in her earrings and I noticed she was wearing business attire, she was getting ready for work.

“I stayed at Louis’ and Zayn’s. They threw me a little get together with a few friends. It was fine... Reagan came.” Harry said smiling then drinking his orange juice and glancing at me over the glass. Why does he have to joke about it?!

"Oh, you were there Reagan?" Anne turned to me looking for an answer clearly oblivious to her son taunting me. Before I could answer Harry continued.

"Yeah, she was being difficult at first, like she didn't want to, but I knew that she'd come for me," Harry grabbed pineapple slices out of the refrigerator to eat. As he picked up a piece and popped it into his mouth, the juice from it slowly began to run down his middle finger. He placed the jar down on the counter and brought his finger to his mouth to suckle at the juice before it ran down his hand, eyeing me as he did so, "She's really sweet."

My throat went dry and I had to turn my head and cross my legs to stop the heat from rising. He did not just do that.

“That’s fine Harold but next time call me and let me know what you’re doing beforehand. How was it Reagan? Was it good as he says it was?”

“Yeah Reagan, how was it? Tell her.” I began to cough before I spoke.

“It was okay, nothing really worth reporting.” Harry shot me a fake wounded look then grinned and finished his glass of orange juice.

“Well that’s good I suppose. Harry I want you at home tonight. I don’t want you doing too much too soon and overloading yourself.” Harry rolled his eyes and agreed before his mother told us bye and left for work.

“So can I get a tour? Your house seems pretty nice.” I say genuinely wanting to look around.

“I guess.” Harry showed me the basement that is fully equipped with a mini bar and pool table, the family room with the same color scheme as the living room except with a fire place and fifty inch plasma, the back yard that has a built in swimming pool, and ends the tour with his room. He walked into the room and sat on his bed then looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

“What have I told you about gawking glasses?! Get your ass in here and sit down at least if you’re gonna stare.” My legs betrayed me again as I entered his room, but instead of sitting on the bed next to him I sat in the love seat in the corner of the room. Harry got off the bed and I could feel my body tense. I can’t keep on making the same mistake with a patient. He glanced at me then walked passed me to a drawer. When he found a t-shirt he began to unbutton the one he was currently wearing. I had to force myself to look away.

“So, um why did you lie to your mom?”

“What?” harry stopped unbuttoning the shirt half way through and then pulled it over his head.

“Why did you lie to her here and when you were on the phone? You told her that it was a small party.”

“So you were eves dropping! I’m not answering anymore questions unless you tell me something else about you.” He tugged on a black V-neck t-shirt and put a red and black plaid button up over it. He went back in the drawer grabbed some black Calvin Klein boxer briefs and jeans out and began to unzip his pants in front of me. I turned to face the wall as he took off his bottoms and he chuckled.

“What else do you wanna know about me Harold?” I asked and was saved from stealing a glance at partially naked bottomless Harry when my phone vibrated in my pocket. When I took it out and looked at the newly cracked screen I saw that Peyton texted me.

From: Peyton x♥x
Hey there stunning, are we still on for tonight? I have a plan to make up our missed date that I hope you will enjoy.
To: Peyton x♥x
Of course we are I can’t wait to see what you have up your sleeves. See you later.

I put the phone down when I heard Harry close the closet door. He was now wearing dark wash skinny jeans and a pair of black Doc Martin’s. I tried not to stare again when he answered my question.

“I don’t know glasses surprise me. Everything else has been some pretty main stream boring shit that I could have guessed myself.” I rolled my eyes before I replied.

“I’m a virgin.” Harry took a deep sigh and rolled his eyes with furrowed eyebrows.

“That, was your big reveal? I said something I didn't know glasses! Let’s go.” Harry sighed again before he walked passed me to leave out of the room and down the stairs. He grabbed his keys off the counter and closed the door behind me once we were outside. What does he mean he already knew????

Notes

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