"Come here." He says and holds out his hands. I step closer, but he isn't having it. He grabs my hands and pulls me until I'm sitting on his lap.

"I miss you, ya know." He whispers and wraps his arms around me. He grabs the sides of my face with his hands and kisses me. Even though we really do have a lot to talk about, it feels so good to pretend like nothing is wrong. Especially when Harry is playing along.

"Jesus Harry, you reek of Jack Daniels." I pull away from his face but he keeps his hands around my torso.

"Jim Beam." He corrects me with a drunken smile.

"How much did you drink?" I ask.

"Not enough. I was trying to distract myself from you choosing that bastard over me, but I can't." His words break my heart and then mend it back together. He's drinking so much because of me, but I feel better knowing he is not the only one upset about this whole situation.

"Harry, I'm sorry." I admit and wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls me closer, and even though I'm sure he'll forget about this tomorrow, it's nice to pretend he is accepting my apology.

He squeezes his arms around my torso before tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and whispering in it. "Why would you chose him over me? I thought you loved me?"

I quickly pull back from our embrace and cup his cheeks in my hands. "I didn't chose him over you. And I do love you Harry." I tell him. I'm thankful everyone seems to be distracted with something else otherwise this would raise a few questions.

"It's just not fair Addie," He slurs and rests his hands on my hips.

"What's not fair?" I ask.

"All of the guys want you, I just can't keep up. I'm going crazy over here. I can't do it."

"Harry, that's not true." I sigh as I try to figure out what to say to this obviously hurting boy. "Will you let me drive you home? I think it's time to go."

"Why do you even want me Addie? I'm not good enough for you. I yell at you and get drunk all the time. . . I'm sorry babe, I don't mean to be a dick I just am."

It's a relief to hear his own version of an apology even though he's drunk, but it's also making me feel worse about this whole situation. "You are more than good for me Harry and I love you."

"I love you too Addie," his mouth turns up in a lazy smile "but so do half of the guys in the world, including Max." He frowns.

He has had way too much to drink, and his glassy eyes are a sign that I should get him home before he passes out. "But I don't love them," I remind him. "Come on, let's get you home."

I try to stand up to leave, but he grabs me so I can't. "You are so sexy Addie," he coos in my ear before kissing the skin just below my earlobe. The tingling in my stomach returns but I have to remember he is drunk as all hell and will most likely still be mad at me when he sobers up.

"Okay, enough of that." I reluctantly push him away to stand up, this time successfully. "Are you ready?" I ask and grab his hands, attempting to pull him up from the couch.

"Oh I am so ready for you to take me home." He winks. "The room is spinning Addie." He says once he's standing next to me with an arm draped over my shoulder. I have to laugh despite my struggle to keep him standing up right.

Thankfully, Liam rushes over when he notices my dilemma and helps me bring Harry to my dad's car outside. "Thanks Liam."

"No problem, thanks for taking care of him." He smiles.

I nod and offer him a small smile. "See you around."

Once Harry is in the passenger seat, he's pretty quiet. At least until we begin driving.

"Adelaide," he laughs and takes my hand. "Help me."

I'm confused at his drunken request until he presses my hand against the zipper of his jeans. Oh.

"Harry!"

"I can't help it! I missed you." He laughs.

"Well that's your own fault, fix it yourself." I pull my hand away and continue driving. I must say, I do like this playful side of Harry when he's drunk, but there is no way I am going to do what he wants me to do while I am driving.

"If you insist." He shrugs and I hear the zipper of his pants pull down.

"Not in here Harry!" I yell as I try to hold back a laugh. He is so intoxicated right now it's humorous, although it's also borderline irritating. "Wait until you get home for that."

"You're really going to make me do it? Come on, that's no fun." He puffs out his lip.

"Yep, now let's go." I say and turn off the car once we get to his house.

He hooks his arm around my neck, and I help him inside and up the stairs to his bedroom. Once we get in the room, he falls on his back to the bed, pulling me with him.

When we landed, my face was just inches from his. His expression was suddenly serious. He leaned up and kissed me, but I didn't push him away.

Even though I'm almost certain he'll forget about this all in the morning, a part if me is trying to savor this moment where everything appears to be okay. What I'm uncertain of is whether he will even give me a chance to explain myself and apologize tomorrow, so I'll take advantage of this seemingly normal moment as long as I can.

Once the overwhelming smell of the whiskey he consumed invades my nose, I pull away. "Okay. Let’s get your clothes off and get you in bed.”

"That's what I'm talkin' about." He chuckles and I shake my head wishing I hadn't said that.

I plant my knee on the bed beside him and pull his shirt over his head. He reached for me again and I grabbed his wrist while I pulled open his belt buckle and yanked it from the loops with my free hand. Next I unbuttoned his jeans, slipping them down over his hips and then off his legs. I threw the denim to the floor and stood with my hands on my hips, exhausted from the task.

“Okay, you need to get some sleep."

"Stay with me." He begs quietly.

"I'm not tired, it's only" I check my phone for the time. "Four. Get some rest and we can talk when you're not drunk."

"Please?" He pouts.

I sigh and then nod apprehensively. I take off my boots and set the keys to my dad's car on the table before getting under the covers beside Harry. I have no intention of sleeping, but I guess I should take advantage of Harry's current state.

He's quick to pull my back to his front and wrap his arms around me to keep me close. He soon passes out and I just lay there staring at the wall trying to think of what I will say to him when he wakes up.

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Harry's POV

I wake up confused to a dark room and a massive headache. I'm not even sure where I am, and I don't know how I got here.

I stretch out to grab the phone sitting on the side table to check the time when I notice Addie is sleeping on her side, facing away from me. I soon realize I'm in my room, but now I'm even more confused as to why Addie's here. I must've drank a lot seeing how I can't remember anything since I acted like a dick earlier.

"Addie," I whisper, trying to get her to wake up.

I really regret starting to drink so early seeing that I have a hangover at nine in the evening.

"Shoot, I didn't mean to fall asleep." She says quietly as she sits up. "How do you feel?" She asks and looks at me. She's not mad at me, so that's good right?

"Not good." I laugh and rub my temples trying to find some relief. "I honestly don't remember anything before I got to Liam's."

"I figured you wouldn't." She says and shoves her feet into her boots that are sitting by the desk. Something must've happened because I'm completely bewildered as to why she doesn't hate me right now.

"I went to Liam's so we could talk but you were obviously very drunk so I took you home. I didn't mean to stay but you were very. . . Convincing." She tries to hide a smile.

"Shit, I'm sorry Addie." I shake my head. I've been told I can be a handful when I get that wasted.

"It's fine." She shakes her head.

"I mean for everything today. I was wrong earlier, making you chose." I sit at the edge of the bed and look at her. I know she's thinking of what to say in that mind of hers, and I don't blame her. I was completely wrong for what I did; despite the feelings I may have for Max, I shouldn't have treated Addie that way.

I hated watching her walk out of my house earlier, and I hate myself for letting her go. I just got so angry that she didn't realize where I was coming from that I let my anger get out of hand.

"You don't need to apologize Harry," she begins but I cut her off.

"Yes I do, I was just so mad that I took all my anger out on you when I shouldn't have. I still don't like the guy, and I still wish you would agree to forget about him but I know now that I just need to trust you."

"Harry, stop." She says and takes a step so she's right in front of me. "I'm still mad at you for the way you handled it, but I'm the one that owes you an apology."

What? I swear to god I'm in a fucking dream right now, I am confused yet again at this whole situation.

"I'm not going to talk to Max anymore, Harry. I love you too much to let someone ruin it. You were right about him and I should've believed you."

My chest tightens and a panic runs through my body. "Did he do something to you?"

"No, I just talked to him." She says before sitting next to me. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you."

"Addie," I sigh and wrap my arm around her. "I was just so worried that you'd eventually realize he's better for you than me. . . That's why I overreacted. One of these days you're going to figure out how worthless I am, and I guess when I heard Max liked you I got worried." I try to explain. "I mean Max is perfect for you, he's smart, nice, doesn't have any tattoos.."

I still feel like shit for the way I treated her and have her an ultimatum, but I can't deny that it worked. She finally realized that Max is who I said he was, and that makes me feel better.

"Harry please stop saying that, you're not worthless and Max or anyone for that matter is not better than you." Addie takes my face in her hands and caresses my cheek with her thumb. "I don't know why, but for some reason I love you, and nothing is going to change that." She laughs and I'm thankful she is trying to lighten the mood. All of these fights we've been having have really taken a toll on me.

"I really am sorry for how I acted earlier, I just didn't know what to do."

"You're forgiven, but we really need to work on communicating. We both could've handled that situation better." She sighs and rests her head on my shoulder.

"We'll get there." I promise and kiss the top of her head.

Notes

Ugh, I haven't felt very well today, I have two exams tomorrow that I had to study for and on top of that, I just didn't have any motivation to write today so I apologize for this chapter. Haha I wanted to make it better but i also wanted to update today so i promise I'll make the next chapters better :)

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