-Day 4: 12:48 PM-

*Zayn’s POV*

Oh, my God. What in the hell happened last night? I woke up to wearing a bra backwards and a snapped thong wrapped around my shorts. I still had clothes on, thankfully, so I guess I didn’t go as far as I anticipated last night. I made a disgusted face as I pulled the thong off. I fussed with the clipping of the bra that was clipped on my chest. Once I managed to get that off, I threw the things in the bin. I groggily stumbled into the bathroom, blinking to the blinding light and turning on the sink, washing my face.

I looked at the mirror. My hair has long lost its quiffyness. My eyes were slightly red and held dark circles. I tried to recall what happened last night, but couldn’t remember a thing. I got a headache just trying to remember past the first drink I had. It was pretty sad. I grabbed my toothbrush, running some water on it as I started to brush my teeth.

I ran a comb through my hair, not even attempting to get the quiff up. My hair was flat and sticking out in many places. I heard a knock on my door and I trudged out, opening the room door. It was Niall. “I’m hungry. Want to go out and eat with me?”

I stuck my head out the door. “Where are the others?”

“Li and Lou are still asleep. I haven’t went to Harry’s door yet.” Niall explained.

I looked down, seeing how I was shirtless and wearing the same shorts I wore the night before. “Give me a minute.”

I let him in the room and I walked over to grab a random white polo shirt that was sticking out of my suitcase. I slipped on my flip flops, grabbed my wallet and key card, and Niall and I walked over to Harry’s door, knocking on it. We waited a moment before we saw the door opened to a… my eyes travelled downward before I quickly shut them. Yep, he was naked. It wasn’t uncommon for Harry to be naked, but… still, the last thing I need to wke up to is a penis staring at my face. “Um…” Niall started.

“You coming to get something to eat with us?” I asked, keeping my eyes glued on his face and nowhere else.

“What time is it…?” The groggy boy asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Almost one.” Niall answered.

“Seriously? Yeah, hang on a minute…” He shut the door, doing whatever it was he was doing before.

The door opened after a few moments later, revealing a fully dressed boy. I could tell he did exactly to his hair as I did my own. It looked horrible, to be honest, but somehow, in the end, he always rocked those curls. We started down the hall, getting on the elevator. “Man… I feel like shit.” Harry muttered as he rested against the back of the elevator. He was running a hand through his hair.

“What all you do last night? Fuck a girl?” Niall asked.

“Actually… yeah, I kinda did…” Harry said, being honest.

Niall and I exchanged looks with each other. “Seriously?” I asked.

Harry nodded, his jaw slightly clenched. “I… remember everything, but… she never told me her name.”

“Since when did you ever care about that?” Niall asked.

Harry gave him a look. Niall gave him a cheeky smile. He kind of did have a point. Harry was known for his one night stands. Harry stared down at the ground. “To be honest… she was the first girl who has never told me her name.”

“Okay…?” I brought myself to say and question slightly.

Harry let out a breath. “I know I don’t normally express my sex like with you, but that… was literally, the best… oh, my God, you wouldn’t even know…”

“Okay! Okay! Okay! I think I’ve heard enough!” Niall said, putting his palms over his ears.

I felt a small smile on my lips. Yeah, Niall was still the innocent one out of the group, but I was a little curious- not in the sex he had with the girl, but the girl herself. “What’s she like?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

“Have you spoken to her?” I asked, giving him a confused look.

Harry’s mouth made an ‘o’ shape like he finally caught on. He drew his face up and I knew from his expression that he hasn’t. “We didn’t really… uh, talk a lot.” Harry explained.

I felt my face drew up as I started to laugh. Niall was making a face at us, curious but not questioning. The elevator stopped as we stepped out. “Who knows, mate.” I said as I clapped a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “You might see her again.”

“I hope so.” He replied back with a small smile.

I shook my head at him. I gave his shoulder a squeeze before letting go.

Notes

When will Harry meet her again? Today? Tomorrow? Within an hour? O.o haha next chapter is in Sabrina's POV :)

Fair warning, we're going to be stuck in Day 4 for quite a few chapters... OH, and i'm going to start putting what time it is currently at the beginning of each chapter O_o!? Feel free to ignore it or not