My Saviour

Kylie’s P.O.V
I woke up and turned over only to notice a mess of curls on the pillow beside me. I looked around the room, where am I? My head was pounding so it’s obvious I got drunk last night. I looked down and saw that I had nothing on. I tried to sum up what happened last night. So I got drunk, some random dude took me home and I had sex with him? Right…
“Do you mind? It’s weird having someone staring at me.” A raspy voice said. That’s when I realised that I had been staring at the guy next to me.
“S-sorry.” I said.
“Don’t worry, come on, let’s go and get some breakfast.” He got out of bed. He walked to the drawer and pulled out a t-shirt. “Wear this.” He handed it to me.
“Thanks, umm…”
“Harry. My name is Harry. You should know, you were screaming it last night.” He laughed. I put the t-shirt on and got out of bed only to fall over. “Woah, you okay?” Harry asked.
“What did you do to me?” I said.
“Fucked you, so that’s probably why you can’t walk.” He picked up my underwear. “Here. Bathroom is through there, I’ll be waiting.” He said handing it to me. I walked into the bathroom and put on my underwear under the t-shirt before walking back out. “Come on then, let’s go.” Harry stood up. He opened the door and we heard voices. “Shit, urm, my friends are here. Do you mind?” He turned to me. Umm, yes I did mind. I’m half naked here but then again, what choice did I have. I shook my head. “Come on then.” I limped out of his room and followed him down the stairs.
“Umm, Haz, who’s clothes are these?” A blonde haired guy said holding up my skinny jeans and top from last night. He turned to look at Harry. “Oh, I think we have an answer. Do you want your clothes back?” He said. I nodded and he threw them at me.
“Thanks.” I said awkwardly walking into the kitchen.
“Sorry about that,” Harry said.
“Oh don’t worry about it, it wasn’t awkward at all. I didn’t just wake up in some stranger’s bed and then have to retrieve my clothes from his friend.” I said. He laughed.
“Like I said, sorry. I can drive you home,” He offered.
“Where are we?” I asked. He told me the address. “Don’t worry, I’ll walk, it’s not far.” I told him.
“You sure?”
“Yeah I’m sure, I’d rather turn up alone than with you.” I said walking back upstairs to get dressed. When I walked out of the bathroom, Harry was sitting on the bed.
“Can I at least have your number?” He asked.
“What? So you can never call me again, no, I’m good.” I said. Then I noticed that he had my phone in his hand.
“Well if you’re not going to give it to me, I’ll just have to get it myself.” He said unlocking my phone. I really need to put a password on that. He typed something and his phone buzzed. He texted himself from my phone, great. I grabbed my phone off him before running my fingers through my hair. I looked around for my bag and couldn’t find it so I decided I must have left it downstairs. I walked out of his room and down the stairs.
“You know, you’re the first girl we’ve ever met that Harry’s brought home, he normally kicks them out after having sex.” Another boy said. “Looking for this?” He held up my bag. I took it from him.
“Take it from me; you won’t be seeing me again.” I said pulling on my heels. I opened the door and walked out slamming it behind me.

Notes

Sorry it was short but I hope you like it. Harry isn't gonna be one of them bad boy type people in this but he isn't going to be a total romantic either and you'll find out why soon.

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