Harry's POV:

"Ughhhhhhhhh. " I groaned. I slowly opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling for a few moments. Then I started working my way up into a sitting position. I glanced around, careful not to shake my head too much due to my pounding headache. People were scattered all over the room, some on top of each other, others passed out on the stairs, and one guy was half naked with a lamp shade on his head. I grinned slightly, remembering how he had been the life of the party. What a great guy. I slowly stood up to retrieve some painkillers from the kitchen. I had to side step bodies everywhere I went, and even in doing so I accidently stepped on this guy's hand. He didn't even stir though, so I went on my way.

I wasn't sure who's house this was, some friend of Lou's maybe? We decided to go since it was our last night in the states and we would be leaving at seven tonight to return home. I filled a glass with water and made my way to the front door. I steped out onto the porch and surveyed the yard. A few bodies here and there were strewn across the yard and one guy even had a toga on... Well ok, whatever floats his boat. I took my first step onto the grass and noticed there was toilet paper in the trees. Just as I had this thought; I felt a thump and looked down to the ground. A teenaged boy close to my age layed there on his back. Stareing up at me in pain.

"Hey, my names Wyatt. Wyatt Styles." He started to extend his hand towards me and winced, he continued to extend it anyways. I looked up at the roof, oh god. He had just fallen from two floor house. I looked back down to him in horror.

"Yeah... I didn't know where I was so I got up to walk to the door and found this nice soft bed." He said stroking the ground with his other hand. I chuckled and shook his hand.

"I'm Harry Styles mate, nice to meet you. Wait... Did you just say your last name is... Styles?" I asked him.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. We're brothers! I also forgot to mention my emergency contact." He winced again, clearly the pain was getting worse.

"And what would that be?" I asked leaning down towards him.

"The hospital." He answered, then he passed out from what I guess would be the pain.

Notes

Hey guys, so this is story between my brother and I and since I find him quite hilarious I thought he would bring just what I needed into this story. Hope you enjoy.(:

Please check out my other two fanfic's: Becoming British (co-authoring with @dancergirl1294 ) and Self Empowered !!!! thanks(: <33