Bad Memories

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Chapter 4 – Getting Closer to my Past

Harry was standing in front of me, “Harry,” I whispered. Harry didn’t say anything he just turned away from me, “Harry!” I shouted. He didn’t turn around, “just remember he will never love a murderer,” I heard my dad voice say. I tried to reach for Harry but he was out of my reach, “Harry!” I shout again. I tried to move but my feet wear stuck, “I can’t love a girl that killed her own mother, because she forgot her fucken stupid bag!” he yelled at me. It felt like I couldn’t breath and my new world was crushing me.

I wake-up by Harry shaking me, “Lu I’m here,” he tells me. Harry was leaning over me, “I’m here Lu,” he whispered as his thumb caressed my cheek as I tried to catch my breath. I look into his beautiful green eyes that were filled with worry, “it alright Lu,” he whispered. I didn’t speak the last thing I wanted Harry to see was one of my nightmares. I pulled Harry in and hug him, “it ok,” Harry kept whispering to me. I didn’t want to let go of him, but I did, “Harry,” I whispered. Harry pulls me up, “I’ll get you some water,” he tells me. Harry got off the bed, “Lu your safe now,” he tells me.

“Thank you,” I say. Harry leaves the room and I hug my knees. Do I tell Harry what happened or do I tell him a lie? Harry can see threw my lies, but I’m I ready to tell him what happened? I start to cry, “it alright beautiful,” Harry said as he rushes to my side and put the glass of water down. Harry wipes away my tears away, “did I wake anyone?” I asked. Harry shakes his head no, but I could tell that he was lying, “you’re lying to me Harry,” I say. Harry looks down on the bed, “we are used to it with Niall,” he reassured me. He tries to smile, but it was broken, “I told them to go back to sleep,” he added. I pick up the glass of water and I was shaking, “how long was a sleep for?” I asked. I take a drink as Harry looked at the clock, “only about an hour, so the guys should fall straight back to sleep,” he reassured me again. I put the glass back and put my head on my knees, “I want to tell you something about me Harry,” I tell him. Harry moves next to me and pulls me to him, “only if you’re ready,” he tells me. He starts to rub my back, “I have to,” I say. Harry kisses the top of my head, “when I was six I left my bag at my friend’s house, they only lived down the road from me. So my mum went to go and get it since I had school the next day. On the way there…” I started. I felt more tears in my eyes, Harry grabs my hand, “you don’t have to continue,” he tells me. I wipe away my tears with my free hand, “on the way there she gets hit by a drunk driver and he runs away. My mum was left there to die alone,” I sobbed into Harry chest. I felt a tear fall on my forehead, when I looked up Harry was crying. He was crying tears for my mum. I place my hand on his cheek, “Lu,” he whispered. Then he pulls me onto his lap and hugs me tight, “I’m sorry,” he sobbed as he buried his face into the crook of my neck. I do the same, “Harry I killed my mum, no one wants to know a murderer,” I whispered. Harry grabs my face between his hands, “you are not a murderer. That fucking idiot behind the wheel was,” Harry said angrily. Harry kisses my forehead, “it not your fault it was never your fault,” he reassured me. Harry pulls me back to his chest, “it not fair that he is alive in jail and my mum dead. Harry I miss her so much,” I started to cry into his chest.

“No it not,” he tells me as he starts to rub my back. Then I remember Harry lost his dad when he was ten. We sat there for a bit in silent, “Lu why where you calling my name?” he asked me. I froze. I never realized that I was calling his name out loud, “because you left me,” I finally say. Harry wraps both arms around me tighter, “I’m never going to leave you. You’re a part of my life now and I like you,” he admits to me. I start crying again, but these are tears of happiness, “don’t cry beautiful,” Harry tells me. I look up at him smiling, “I think these are tears of happiness,” I tell him. Harry puts his hand on my face, “then let them fall,” he smiled. Then Harry kisses the end of my nose, “thank you Harry,” I say. Harry moves us down on the bed, so we are laying down still in each other arms, “I don’t think we need this,” Harry says as he throws the pillow that separated us. I get more comfortable as I snuggle closer to Harry, “Harry,” I whispered. Harry pulls the blanket over us, “I don’t think I can go back to sleep,” I tell him. Harry pulls me even closer to him, “I’m not going anywhere,” he reassured me. Harry kisses my nose again, I smiled, “don’t you ever lose that smile,” he tells me. I kissed the end of Harry nose, “only if you don’t lose yours,” I say.

“The only time I lose mine if you don’t have yours,” he whispered. I smiled, “go to sleep please beautiful,” he begged. I closed my eyes as I felt Harry relax under me, “goodnight,” I whispered as I feel back to sleep.

In the morning I woke up still in Harry arms, he was still sleeping. I look over at the clock and it was ten in the morning. I look back over at Harry, “thanks for last night,” I whispered. I move his curls out of his face so I can see him. Harry pulls me closer, “it was no problem beautiful,” he says. I jump a little bit, “did I wake you?” I asked. He opens his eyes “I felt you move,” he smiled.

“Sorry,” I apologized. Harry moves my hair off my face, “don’t worry about it. Did you have a good sleep?” he asked me. I smiled as I nodded yes, “good to hear,” he says as he pokes my nose. Then there was a knock at the door, “come in,” Harry says as we sat up in bed. Louis comes in, “good morning,” he says as he sat down on the bed next to me. I lean forward, “well I’m off to de training and the media circus,” he tells us.

“Are you going to be alright driving since you where drinking last night?” I asked. Louis smiled, “I only had two beers and two vodka shots. So I’ll be fine, thanks for caring Lu,” he replied. Louis leans over and gives me a hug, “sorry about last night,” I say.

“Don’t worry about it,” he tells me. Louis kissed me on the forehead, “oh someone has been ringing you Lu. So I brought your phone in,” Louis added as he hands me my phone. I grab it off of him to see who been calling, it was Lisa, “oh my god I had work today,” I say.

“You had work today?” Harry questioned as he moved closer to Louis and I. I nodded yes, “I haven’t missed a day for a while,” I say. Then Lisa calls again and Louis answers it, “hello Lucy phone, Louis speaking,” he says. He paused for a bit, “oh her and Harry got food poisoning, they just got to sleep,” he continued. I lean over to Harry, “why do you have food poisoning too?” I whispered to him.

“Probably so they don’t call me in,” he whispered back.

“Ok I’ll tell them, bye,” Louis said as he hangs up my phone. Louis puts my phone next to the glass of water, “you both got work tomorrow,” he smiled.

“Thanks,” Harry says to him. Then Louis pulled us in for a group hug, “well I better go before I get in to trouble,” he tells us. Then he kissed Harry on the head, Harry pushes him away. Louis still had a hold of me, “no need to be like that Harry,” Louis joked. Then Louis kisses me on the forehead again and said his goodbyes again, and then he left. I turned to face Harry, “you look tried still Harry,” I say as Harry rubs his eyes.

“Just a little,” he smiled. Harry lad back down, “you still look tired too,” he tells me. Then Harry pulls me down into his arms, “Harry,” I giggled. Am I giggling? I don’t think I ever giggled, “We can get a couple more hours sleep. The guys won’t wake up until late,” Harry tells me. I get comfy next to him, “I can’t believe I forgot I had work. I haven’t had a sick day since I first started. I think you’re a bad influence on me Styles,” I smiled. Harry laughed, “but I think for the better tho,” I added. Harry pulls me closer, “I’m not that bad,” he tells me. I lay my head on his chest, “thanks Harry for putting up with me and my craziness,” I say. Harry puts his chin on the top of head, “I’m glad you let me in beautiful,” Harry tells me. Harry warps his arms around me and starts running his fingers up and down my arm. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

When I woke up Harry was still next to me, I laid there for a bit until I heard Niall scream. I jumped out of bed and ran down to beside him, “no!” Niall screamed. I tried to wake him up, but he just kept screaming no, “Niall!” I shouted. Everyone was standing around us, “please no,” he cried. I rubbed my knuckles hard against his chest bone. Niall wakes straight up, “ow that hurt,” he exclaimed. I hug him tight, “it ok,” I tell him. He wraps his arms around me, “thank you princess,” he whispered. I now know how Harry felt when I had my nightmare. Sometimes are dreams remind us of our fears and our bad memories. Harry told me that I’m not the only one that has deep dark secrets. Niall pulls away, “sorry about that,” Niall says. I knew he was embarrassed, “I’m sorry too,” I tell him.

“You don’t have to be, it was different that it was not me tho,” he admitted. I smiled at him, “Louis moved so fast to see what Harry was doing to you,” Niall smiled. I turned to Harry, “you never told me that Louis came in,” I say. I could feel my cheeks go red, “I didn’t tell you, because you would have got upset more,” Harry explained. Harry rubs the back of his neck, “why did he think Harry was doing something to me?” I asked the boys.

“Because the way your screaming his name,” Liam answered. I put my face in my hands and stood up, “you guys are too sweet sometimes,” I say. I move my hands away from my face and look at them. I notice they were all standing just in there boxers, “no you’re the sweet one hunny,” Zayn tells me. I didn’t say anything I was trying not to look down at them. Then Harry started to laugh, “Are you ok there Lu?” he asked me. I nod yes, “just need to pee,” I say as I ran off to the bathroom.

When I was in there I really did have to pee, so I went and washed my hands. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were a little bit red from crying so much last night. I washed my face and sighed, “Lu do you want a cup of tea?” Harry asked from the other side of the door. I dry my face and open the door, “yes please,” I say as I notice Harry put pants on.

“You alright?” he asked me. Then he puts his hands on my cheeks, “your eyes are red,” he added.

“That from last night,” I tell him. Harry moves closer, “I didn’t realized that you cried that much,” he confessed. I notice Harry looking deep into my eyes, “neither did I,” I whispered. Harry put our foreheads together, “thanks for telling me about your mum,” he whispered. I could feel his warm breath on me, “thanks for staying,” I whispered back.

“Harry!” Liam shouted. Harry sighed, “Better get back,” he says as he kisses my nose. When we got back to the boys, “and what where you two doing?” Zayn asked slyly. Harry starts to laugh, “Just talking,” Harry answered. Harry walks over to the kettle and starts to make tea and coffee for everyone, “how many sugars Lu?” he asked me.

“Two please,” I replied. Niall walks over to Harry’s fridge and looks in it, “I’m hungry,” Niall wined. The boys start laughing, “Harry do you have flour, eggs and milk?” I asked him. He smiled, “yes I do, but why?” he asked back. I smiled, “I thought about making pancakes,” I say. All the boys smiled, “please Princess make pancakes for us,” Niall begged on his knees. I laughed as I walked into the kitchen, “ok,” I say. Niall jumps up, “yes!” he shouted.

“I’ll grab everything,” Harry tells me. Harry grabs out all the ingredients, “go nuts,” he smiled. I mad the mixture quick and start cooking, “they smell good sweetie,” Liam said. I put some on a plate and Niall takes them, “thank you princess,” he says as he kissed my cheek. He sat down on the breakfast bench and puts strawberry jam on them, “Lu did you kiss me last night?” Zayn asked me. I nod yes as I flipped a pancake, “what?” Liam coughed. I turn to Liam, “are you alright Liam?” I asked him. He looks at Zayn and then me, “you kissed Zayn?” he asked. I worked out that he thinks that Zayn and I locked lips, “I kissed him on the forehead when I put him to bed,” I explained. Liam seemed to relax, “where was my kiss?” Niall asked.

“Harry put you to bed,” I smiled. Niall looked disappointed, “next time can you put me to bed?” he asked with a puppy dog face. I lean over and kissed him on the forehead, Niall smiled, “of course I’ll tuck you in next time,” I smiled.

“Where mine?” Liam pouted. I lean over and kissed him on the forehead too, “I get around,” I giggled. I went back to cooking, “it better be us,” Liam laughed. We all joined in laughing, “There is only you guys,” I smiled. I notice Harry playing with his phone, “poor Louis missing out on Lu’s pancakes and kisses,” Niall laughed. Harry smiled and then walked to the front door and opens it. Then Louis comes running in, “I want my kiss!” Louis shouted as he runs up to me. I laughed as Louis puckered up his lips. I kissed him on the forehead, “I wanted a real kiss,” he pouted.

“We all got kisses on the forehead,” Zayn tells him. Harry smiled and laughed to himself. Louis noticed, “Harry got more!” Louis shouted. They all look at Harry, “what?” Harry asked.

“Lu what did you two do?” Liam asked me. I look at the frying pan and flip the pancake, “we just talked and went to sleep,” Harry replied. The boys looked at him, “and is that all?” Zayn asked him with a smile on his face. Harry nods yes with a smile on his face. I put another plate of pancakes down; Zayn takes it and start to eat.

I finished cooking and was sitting down eating my own, “these are great Lu,” Harry tells me. All the boys agreed, I blushed, “thanks,” I say. We ate and talked then the boys went home leaving Harry and I alone, “you wanna watch a movie?” he asked. I nod yes, I sit on the lounge, “what movie are we going to watch?” I asked Harry. He smiled, “you’ll see,” he smirked. Harry puts the movie in and sits down next to me. He plays the movie and puts his arm around me and pulls me close. The movie was a horror and most of it I was clinging to Harry. I hate horror movies they always make me jump. Another scary part come on and I hid my face into Harry chest, “you alright Lu?” Harry asked me. I shake my head no, “for a girl that walks home alone in the dark. Your scared of a movie,” Harry laughed. I hit Harry on the arm, “it be alright I have a rule about horror movies. That you watch one then you watch a comedy after it,” he tells me. I look at him, “really?” I asked him. He smiled, “yep that how I can watch horror movies and the plus side is that you clinging to me,” he admitted. I smiled back, “I see how it works,” I say. Harry laughed, “The movie is nearly over,” he smiled. I turn my head to watch the rest of the movie. When it was over Harry turned it off, “let me cook dinner for you,” Harry tells me. Harry gets up and I follow him to the kitchen, “I can cook,” Harry smiled.

“I just want to watch,” I smiled back. Harry grabs the food out, “what about stir fry?” he asked.

“That sounds nice,” I say. Harry pulls out all the ingredients on the bench as I sat down on the stool. Harry started to cut up the vegetables, “why do I feel like I’m on a cooking show?” he asked.

“Maybe because I’m watching you,” I say. Harry looks at me, “maybe you should help me,” he tells me. I jumped off the stool, “I can try,” I smiled. Harry looks at me, “are you saying you can’t cook?” Harry questioned. I look at the floor, “I can make nearly every dessert, but main meals not very good,” I admitted as I look up. Harry smiled, “I’ll teach you,” he tells me. Harry pulled me over to him, “ok it time to learn beautiful,” he smiled. He puts me in front of the copping board and handed me the knife. Then he puts a green capsicum on the copping bored, I start to cut it up, “no like this,” he says as he grabs my hands. He pushes his front into my back while he rested his chin on my shoulder. He starts to move my hands so I cut quicker and neater, “see that was easy,” he whispered in my ear. What was Harry doing to me? He was always so close to me and I liked it. I felt warm and wanted, I never wanted to leave, “Lu back to earth,” Harry says.

“Sorry,” I say. He laughed slightly, “You haven’t done that all day,” Harry tells me. I smiled, “maybe because I’m happy,” I admitted.

“You’re not happy right now?” he asked. I could hear hurt in it, I turn my head to look at him, “I am happy right now Harry, it just I haven’t been happy for a long time. So I was thinking how long is it going to last for. I do this to myself Harry,” I confessed. Harry wraps his arms around me tight, “I’ll make sure you’re happy all the time beautiful,” he tells me. I place my hands on top of his as I leaned back into him, “you promise?” I asked. I couldn’t believe I asked him that, “I promise,” he tells me as he turned to face me. Harry face was so close to mine and then his phone rang. He looks down at his phone and I notice it said mum, “better get that and you finish cutting up the food,” he tells me. He moves away and picks up his phone, “hi mum,” he says as he answers it. I went back to cutting up the food up, “I’m good mum, how are you?” he asked her. I smiled at the fact Harry was close to his mum. I wondered if me and my mum would have been that close. I hold back tears as I continued cutting. When I finished cutting Harry finished on the phone and walk over to me, “not bad,” he smiled as he looked over my work.

“You can do the rest,” I smiled. He laughed a little, “ok you can go sit down,” he tells me. I go sit down on the stool, “so are you and your mum close?” I asked. Harry starts cooking, “yeah were close. My sister and I was all she had after my dad died,” he tells me.

“You have a sister?” I asked. Harry nod yes, “her name is Gemma and she older than us,” he tells me. Harry starts to throw all the food in the wok, “do you have any brothers or sisters?” he asked me.

“No just me,” I answered.

“So it just you and your dad than?” he asked. Harry starts to toss the wok, “yep,” I say. Harry continued cooking as I watched him. He looks like he was having fun, “you having fun watching me?” he asked me.

“It looks like you’re having fun,” I say. Harry smiled, “I do like to cook, but I can’t make desserts,” he admitted. I smiled, “would you like me to make you something?” I asked him. Harry turned to face me, “what were you thinking of?” he asked me. I get up and look threw his cupboards, “what about a banana cake?” I questioned. Harry smiled, “you know how to make me happy, but you can start after dinner. So sit your butt back down,” he tells me as he points to the stool. I sit back down and Harry grabs out two bowls and severs up dinner. Harry sits down next to me and gives me my food. I eat some, it was really good, “this is really good,” I say. Harry smiled, “good to know that you love my cooking,” he says.

We ate our food and talked about last night with the boys. When we finished Harry puts our bowls in the sink, “now time to bake,” I beamed. Harry smiled, “I’m guessing you love to bake,” he noticed. I smiled at him as Harry starts to fill the sink up with hot water, “you get everything ready while I do the dishes,” he tells me. I didn’t listen to him as I started to clean up, “what are you doing?” he questioned.

“I don’t know where anything is. So I thought I’ll help you and then you can help me,” I explained. We did the dishes and put them away, “now time for cake,” Harry said happily. I told Harry what I need and he got it all out. Then I handed Harry the bananas and a knife, “small cubes,” I tell him. Harry starts to cut up the bananas and I started on the cake mix. Since Harry didn’t have an electric mixer I had to do it by hand. My arm was getting sore, “here let me do that,” Harry tells me as he takes the bowl and spoon. I watched Harry mix, “you like to watch me, don’t you?” he asked me.

“You make it look interesting,” I smiled. I looked in to the bowl and noticed everything was all mixed together, “now let’s add the banana in and mix it lightly,” I tell him. I add the banana in and Harry stirs lightly. Then I get the baking tin ready and put the mixture in. Harry puts it in the oven and puts the timer on for forty minutes, “now while that cooks lets watch a movie,” he tells me as he pulls me over to the lounge. He puts a movie in and sits down next to me, “ready to laugh and forget the horror movie?” he asked.

“I already forgot about the horror movie,” I smiled. He smiled and played the movie, we laughed until the timer went off, “cake ready!” Harry shouted. He paused the movie and we get up off the lounge. We walked into the kitchen Harry gets the cake out of the oven. I looked at the chocolate that Harry got last night, I grab the caramel one, “now time for the topping,” I smiled. I break the chocolate up and put it on the top of the still hot cake. Harry and I watched as it melted, “that cleaver,” Harry tells me. I get out a butter knife and spread the chocolate over the cake. I give Harry the knife, “thanks,” he smiled. He starts licking the chocolate off, “you enjoying that?” I asked him. He smiled big and nodded yes, I laughed at his excitement. I put the cake in the freezer to cool down quicker. I start to tidy up the mess, “why are you doing that?” Harry asked me as he wraps his arms around me. I knew he was trying to stop me, “cleaning up,” I tell him.

“I don’t think so,” Harry says. I tried to get out of his grip, but he griped me tighter, “remember what happened last time,” Harry grinned. I smiled as I dropped to the floor, Harry came down with me, “that was very cheeky,” he laughed. He lets go of me, I got up and ran. Harry chases me around the house until he catches me in the hallway, “got you,” Harry laughed. Harry picks me up bridal style, “now you can’t get away, unless you want to hurt yourself and I really don’t want you to hurt yourself,” he tells me. I wrap my arms around his neck as he took us back to the lounge room. He throws me on to the lounge, “now stay put and I get us piece of cake,” he smiled. He got us a piece of cake and sat down next to me. Harry takes a bite of the cake, “this is fantastic beautiful,” he says. I smiled, “told you I can make things out of bananas,” I smiled. Harry starts to laugh, “and it all clean,” he smiled. I laughed as Harry played the movie. We ate our cake as we watched the movie, “all done?” I asked Harry as I notice his plate was empty. He nods yes as I take his plate off of him. I walk into the kitchen and put the plates down. I notice Harry was still watching the movie, so I started to fill the sink up with hot water and start to clean up, “what do you think you’re doing?” Harry asked me.

“Cleaning up,” I replied. I continued to clean up, “I thought I told you no,” he says as he wraps his arms around me.

“I know but I want too,” I smiled. Harry lets go of me and starts to do the dishes, “I’ll help then,” he smiled at me. Then he blows soap suds on me, I laughed as I wiped them off. I walked over to the sink and pick some up. Then I put them all over his face. Harry laughed, “Oh it war,” he tells me. He grabs more soap suds and put it all over my face. I grabbed a handful of water and throw it at him. Harry laughed, “You want to play like that,” Harry smirked as he throws a cup of water over me. I was soaked, “that cheating,” I say. I grab a bowl and tip it over his head. I tried to run, however because the floor was wet I slipped up. Harry catches me, but he slipped up too. This time I landed on top. Harry burst out laughing, “Why do we always end up on the floor?” he smiled. I start to laugh, “at least I’m on top this time,” I smiled. Harry moves my hair out of my face, “I hate landing on you,” he admitted. Then I just heard my phone ring, I quickly get up and run to Harry’s room. I look at the caller id and it was my dad, “hi,” I say as I answered it.

“Where the hell are you?” he asked angrily. I take a deep breath, “at work,” I lied.

“No you not, I went there. So tell me the fucking truth!” he yelled. I got scared, “I’m at a friend’s house,” I say. I really didn’t want to go home now, “you come home right now!” he yelled as he hung up. I sat on the bed and stared at my phone. Harry comes in, “who was that?” he asked.

“My dad he wants me home,” I replied. If I told Harry about my dad he probably never let me leave. But I can’t do that to him, he already done so much for me. I’m used to my dad yelling and hitting me. Harry walks over to his chest of draws, “I’m sorry, but I forgot your clothes that I put in the wash. So you have to borrow some of mine again since you’re wet again,” he smiled. He pulls out another pair of track pants and a light blue t-shirt, “how many pairs of track pants do you own?” I asked.

“Lots,” he replied as he hands me his clothes. Harry gets out a change of clothes for himself, “you stay in here and I’ll get change in the lounge room,” he told me. Harry leaves and shuts the door behind him. I get changed and tried to not show my fear as I walked out, “you done!” I yelled to him.

“Yep!” Harry yelled back. I walked into the lounge room to notice Harry putting on his shirt. I walk to the front door to grabbed my shoes, I didn’t look at Harry as I walked passed him. I sat down on the lounge and start putting on my shoes, “I’ll bring your clothes tomorrow at work,” Harry says as he sat down beside me. I looked at him and smiled, “I had a great time this weekend and it was great to meet the boys. I think there really nice,” I tell him. Harry hugs me tight, “anytime beautiful,” he says. I hug him back tight, “thanks,” I whispered. Harry helps me up after we put our shoes on, I grabbed my stuff.

When we were in Harry car I couldn’t help think what was waiting for me at home, “you alright beautiful?” Harry asked me. I look at him, “I’m fine, I think I’m a bit tried,” I lied. Harry grabs my hand, “it was a long day,” he reassured me. We pull up at my house, “so see you at work tomorrow,” I say.

“Yes see you there,” he tells me. Harry leans over and kissed me on the cheek. I get out of the car and walked to my front door. I smiled and waved goodbye to Harry, he drives off as I went inside. My dad was waiting for me, “welcome home slut,” he says as he grabs my hair and slaps me across my face. He throws me on the floor, “he never want you after he finds out that you killed your own mother!” he yelled. He kicked me in the ribs, I screamed out in the pain, “I told him what happened to mum and he still with me!” I yelled at him. He punches me in the side of my stomach, “don’t you dare talk back at me and tell me lies!” he shouted. He walks away and leaves me there in pain. I get up of the floor after a while and stagger to my room. I kick my shoes off and look at myself in the mirror as I lifted up Harry shirt to see where my dad kicked me; it was already black and blue. I touch it and held back a scream, it got to be cracked or broken, “great,” I sighed. I also noticed on the side of my stomach another bruise already forming. Then I heard my phone buzz, I grabbed it out of my pocket and slowly walk over to my bed. I opened the message:

Harry Styles

Love the bra xo

There was a picture of Harry with my bra on top of his head. It made me smile which hurt a little bit. I messaged him back:

I better get that back xo

Less than a minute Harry messaged me back:

Harry Styles

Maybe, but don’t forget that you got my boxers on ;)

I messaged him:

Maybe you’ll see them again ;) xo

I lay down and tried to get comfy, I sighed as my rib and my stomach started hurting. Harry messaged me:

Harry Styles

Thanks for the cake xo

I messaged him straight back:

No thank you for dinner xo

I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

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