-Sarah-

I woke up feeling terrible. The thirst and headache had already started to creep up on me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hangover. I was lying on my stomach, my head buried deep in my pillow. I was boiling. Why was it so hot in here? I always kept my window open… I tried to turn around in bed, but suddenly felt something moving next to me. Oh, shit! I quickly turned my head to the side to see another person’s head lying next to me, the blond messy hair going in every direction. Ashton. His warm body was half- spread across me. ‘So that’s why it was so hot in here’, I thought to myself. Wait. Where exactly was I? I tried to take a look around the dark room and soon gave up my conquest. No, no, no! Please tell me this is some kind of a sick joke! The panic I felt in that moment was indescribable.

I moved out of bed, slowly so I didn’t wake him. I noticed that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I was naked for Christ sake! I clasped my mouth shut as I cried out in shock. What the hell happened last night?! All I could think about was that I needed to get the hell out of here! I glanced around the wooden floors and saw all my clothes spread around all over the room. I tiptoed around picking up bits and pieces without making a noise, putting on my clothes as I did so. When I finally had managed to put on last nights outfit, I hurried out and closed the door behind me.

When I got to the living room I checked my phone to see what time it was, but was let down when I found out my phone was out of battery. Great. Just, great. How the hell was I supposed to get home? I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t know Emily’s address and I sure as hell wasn’t going to wake up Ashton to find out. I moved down the hall towards the door, refusing to take a look in the mirror. There was neither time nor anything I could do about my appearance right now. Not that I cared. I left, my heels in my right hand and my purse in my left. I walked towards what looked like a main road to look for a taxi. The road wasn’t that busy. I guess it was either too early for the morning traffic or everyone was already at work and school. After about two minutes I saw a black taxi headed in my direction and quickly waved my hand at him. The taxi pulled over a few meters from me, so I quickly jumped inside the car.

“Good day, miss! Where to?” the taxi driver said to me as I looked around the car like frantic mess.

“Uhm. I don’t really know,” I said embarrassed.

“Excuse me?”

“Uhm. I’m sorry, sir. I don’t know the address,” I said as I thought about what to say next. Oh, I know! “Could you just take me to Camden Market, please? I know the way from there,” I said happily as I finally had a plan on how to get home.

“Sure, love!” the man said as he gave me a concerned smile. I turned to look out the window now that I could finally relax a little. However, that did not last long. What was I supposed to say to the girls? They would probably be back from Liam’s place by now and noticed that I wasn’t there. Shit. How did this happen?

I tried to remember last night. The girls and I were at Funky Buddha with Liam, Niall, Ashton and Harry. Oh my God, I was so drunk. We all were! Niall even had to leave because he was so out of it. I remember Maria texting me, telling me that they left to get Niall home safe. That was when I was left alone with Ashton. Crap… We kissed! Wait. I also remember him telling me that he had a thing for Harry’s sister! Oh, no… What have I done? What have we done? I can’t believe this… I never do these kind of things. I always thought of one night stands as slutty. Oh, my God. I am a slut! I slept with Ashton even though I knew he had a thing for…for Harry’s sister, whatever her name was. I can’t even remember leaving the club or ending up at his place. Maybe he didn’t either? For all I know, he could wake up any moment now not even realising I was there at all. That was a good thing, right?

-Emily-

“Hey,” he said with a sexy morning voice with a cheeky grin plastered on his face. Shivers ran down my spine and I smiled in return as I lifted my head from his chest and yawned.

“Morning, sleepy head,” I said, snickering.

“Urh, what time is it?” Harry said softly as he placed his bare arm covered in tattoos on my back. I glanced around the room for my phone, but suddenly remembered that it ran out of battery the night before.

“I don’t know. My battery’s dead…” I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

“Oh, right. Do you want a charger?”

“Nah, that’s fine. I should probably be on my way anyway,” I said trying not to sound too disappointed. I really didn’t want to leave this position - my naked body lying on top of his. God, he was hot. Especially now that I could see his bare upper body. I could stay here in bed all day.

“Now? Don’t you at least want breakfast?” he said raising his eyebrows.

“I can’t... I have to get home,” I said with pouting face. “The girls don’t know where I am, thanks to you kidnapping me,” I then said remembering last night’s events. I had so much fun, although I don’t usually just leave the girls without telling. But I have to admit, it was kind of exciting doing stuff I probably shouldn’t do.

“Hey! I’m sorry, but I didn’t hear you protesting last night?” Harry said giving me a look that made my insides tighten. I blushed and hid my face on his chest.

“Harry!” I blurted out while laughing.

“Yeah, that sounds more like what you said last night,” he went on looking up at the ceiling smiling to himself. “Ow…” he blurted as I swatted his shoulder before he started laughing again. I stared at him trying hard not to start laughing myself. “Hey,” he began, pulling a few strays of hair behind my ear, “don’t worry. I enjoyed it too.” As he kept on smiling that famous grin of his, it was impossible to act upset. It was a smile that just made you have to smile back, you know?

“Seriously though, I have to get back before they call the police or something…”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Harry said as we both began to shift in the bed.

As I got to my feet, I covered myself with his bed sheets before I walked around the room picking up my dress and my underwear. I struggled putting on my nickers as I tried to do so without letting the sheet fall down. As I pulled the dress over my head my stomach turned from the smell of alcohol. “Are you going to leave the house in the same dress as you wore last night?” he asked shocked.

“Yeah, well… I didn’t exactly bring set of spare clothes if that’s what you mean,” I said raising my eyebrows and giving him a confused look. Boys…

Harry walked over to a room I figured must be his walk-in closet, completely naked. Wow, I guess he wasn’t shy when it came to nudity. I studied his back and all the tattoos as he walked around looking for something. “You can wear something of mine,” he said as he pulled out a bunch of sweaters.

“Really, it’s fine. I’m going straight home,” I said making excuses. Of course I wanted to borrow something of his. I just couldn’t risk the girls seeing me in it. Harry held up a couple of sweaters before he decided to throw a black Calvin Klein’ one to me.

“I insist. Take it,” he said giving me a smile. “Besides, if anyone sees you leave the house in that dress, they’re gonna know that you spent the night here.” He had a point.

“Okay…” I said not sure if this huge sweater was going to help with the situation either, but decided to go with it.

“I’m sorry, it’s just… I’m not allowed to see anyone at the moment, and..,” Harry began to say quickly before I cut him off.

“What? Who told you that?” I blurted out and immediately understood that Harry had said too much. His shocked expression was priceless, but this was not a situation to be joking around with.

“Uhm. Shit. I’m not supposed to tell anyone that either…” he went on scratching the back of his neck. ‘Don’t look, Emily. Keep your eyes on his eyes,’ I thought to myself as Harry stood in front of me completely naked.

“Tell anyone what?” I began, struggling for words. “That you can’t see anyone?” I went on confused. My head was fuzzy from all this nudeness and talk of nonsense.

“Yeah…” he said as he walked over to the bed and finally covered himself with the bed sheets. “Okay, so there are a lot of rumours going around,” he went on before he paused … I stared at him blankly. “…that I’m always with girls and all that?”

“Yeah?…” I simply said. I knew about these rumours and Sarah never let down a single opportunity to shove it in my face either. I really didn’t need to know about this. I didn’t want to hear about this. Why did he have to ruin such a fun night?

“Yeah, well… There’re just rumours. I don’t usually do stuff like that.”

“Stuff like last night?” I said raising my eyebrows. Ouch, that hurt.

“Apart from last night…” he said giving me a smile while scolding me.

“Yeah, well… neither do I,” I continued, not really sure what he was getting at.

“But that’s what people say that I do. I don’t know why, but my dating life has always been covered in magazines and stuff,” he went on shaking his head and running his hand through his hair. “I can’t really say much more… Just please, at least wear the sweater until you’re home. Or else, we’re both in trouble…”

“Trouble?!” I said more confused than ever. Of course I knew that we couldn’t tell anyone about last night. I didn’t want people to know. The girls would kill me, and I sure as hell didn’t want to end up like ‘one of Harry Styles’s many girlfriends’ as Sarah had put it. But, trouble?

“Well, you won’t. I would. Just forget about it,” he went on trying to end the conversation.

“No. What do you mean? Would you get in trouble if someone knew that we…” I asked unsure how to put it.

“Hooked up?” Harry said with a little smile in the corner of his mouth. I nodded in reply. “Sort of… I can’t tell you more, I’m sorry. Not now,” he said as he got up from his seat at the bed – once again showing off his whole naked body for me to see. Dear Lord… “Besides, that sweater suits you!” I looked down at the huge fabric dangling from my body, completely hiding my curves. At least it smelled nice.

“Really?...” I said raising my eyebrows. “It’s huge!”

“Yeah, well I like you in my clothes,” he continued, making me blush – yet again.

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We were sat in the kitchen having a cup of tea, while I waited for my ride to show up. “Okay, so he’s here,” Harry said after placing his cup on the kitchen counter and picking up his phone.

“Alright, time for me to go then,” I said as I made my exit. I don’t know how to explain it, but I was surprised at how natural everything was going. It wasn’t awkward at all. “Uhm, so… thanks for last night?” I said, making it sound more like a question – making it as awkward as hell.

Harry laughed a little before he spoke up. “Yeah, it was fun!” he said, not seeming like he knew what to say either.

“We did have fun, didn’t we?” I said as I stepped outside. “So… uhm. I’ll see you around?” I went on nervously. What was I talking about?

Harry chuckled, “You most certainly will, Miss Atkins!”

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As I neared the door to my flat I felt my nerves resurface and kept my fingers crossed that the girls weren’t home. I unlocked the door silently and stepped inside not making a noise. There was no sign of anyone home, so I ran into my bedroom. I removed Harry’s sweater and threw it on my bed along with my dress. I skipped into the bathroom and relaxed as I got in a much-needed shower. The water was hot and felt good against my skin. I massaged my neck and realised that I was still a bit tired from last night.

When I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body, I heard voices coming from somewhere outside. I guess the girls must be back from wherever they were. I mentally patted myself on the shoulder for my perfect timing and I put my ear against the door to listen to what was going on.

“You guys shouldn’t just have left me alone, that’s all I’m saying…” Sarah said.

“You were alone?” Maria asked as shocked as I was. What the hell?

“No, I was with Ashton. But that’s not the point.”

“What? Okay, well like I told you yesterday, Niall was too drunk so Liam and I took him home and then I went to his place,” Maria went on. What? So Maria didn’t come home last night? She must have just gotten home now then. Maybe this meant that no one noticed my absence!

“I thought Em was with you, otherwise I wouldn’t have left you…” she carried on. Crap!

“What? You thought Em was with me?” Sarah then said.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I said to myself before opening up the door to join them in the hallway. “Hii…” I said, while standing awkwardly in the doorway wearing nothing but a towel.

“Em!” they said in unison.

“Thank God! Where were you last night?!” Maria carried on. I looked between them in confusion.. What was I supposed to say now?

“Here” I lied…

“You went home?!”

“When?”

“Yeah! And how did you get here?” I felt panicked and honestly didn’t know what to say.

“Uhm… Okay, so… My battery died and I had no idea where you two were so I decided to go home,” I said nervously hoping they would buy it. “I took a taxi.” I felt terrible for lying but I couldn’t tell them.

“Wait. So you left early and went home?” Maria asked deep in thought.

“Alone??” Sarah added clearly referring to what I think she was referring to.

“Yes? …”

“I’m not buying it,” Sarah then said. I stopped breathing for a second. “You’re telling us that you’ve been here all along? By yourself?”

“Yes?” was all I managed to say.

“Then how come you never called us or texted us when you got home or woke up today?” she carried on. She wasn’t going to let this go.

“I just woke up and took a shower. That was when I heard you guys were home,” I said.

“Let her be, Sarah,” Maria jumped in. “Stop questioning her. She wouldn’t lie to us, would you Em?” Great, now I felt awful…

“Fine, I’m sorry Em. It’s just that I thought you were with Maria and Liam,” Sarah said giving me an apologetic smile. I smiled in return.

“That’s okay, you were just worried. Now, can we please eat some breakfast? I’m starving…” I said as I motioned for them to move down the hallway.

“Ahh, yes please!” they both said, before we headed for the kitchen to make some food.

“Wait!” I said as I stopped dead in my tracks when I realised that something wasn’t right. “If Maria slept at Liam’s place. And I was here. Where the hell did you go, Sarah?” I said raising my voice as I did so.

Maria and I both stared at Sarah.

What a hypocrite!

Notes

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