EXTRAordinary-A Harry Styles Story
Chapter 11
I wake up to a vibration underneath my pillow.
“Hey, love. I really want to see you. I think we both know why. –Harry”
Oh shit. This is definitely not what I wanted to wake up to. I set my phone down and head to the bathroom. I need a nice cold shower to wake me up.
After I get out, the girls are up by now. “Morning Carter! Why you up so early?” asks Tristen. “Oh, just couldn’t sleep well.” “”Were you thinking about London? Look, we told you that it’s a great opportunity for you! There’s not much to think about.” “No, it wasn’t that. I just couldn’t sleep in general.” “Oh, well, try sleeping pills next time.” “Um, yeah. Okay.” I felt bad for lying to them. But I knew they would make a big deal about Harry. I just really didn’t want to hear it. “So, do you have plans tonight?” “Um, no. Why?” “Well, because Niall wants to hang out with us at the club.” Oh great. Two things I disliked. Clubs and anyone associated with Harry. “Actually, I totally forgot. I think Ginger wanted to have a factime call with me tonight.” Man, I’m just on a roll today with lying. “Oh, poo. He said that it was just gunna be him. No Harry. So if you change your mind, let me know.” “Okay. Well, I’m gunna go for a run.” “You don’t need to. You’re perfect just the day you are. You’re actually starting to lose too much weight.” said Sunny. “I just want to stay in shape. Not lose weight. Now if you guys would excuse me.” I walk out.
Later that night.
Okay, so Tristen convinced me to go. I can’t be scared of clubs all my life. And she said Harry wasn’t gunna be there. I honestly don’t care if he is or not. On my run earlier I realized that I hold grudges for no reason. I want to have fun with my girls before I leave for London. For some reason, I feel sexy tonight. I don’t know why though. This is what I’m wearing. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92183771
“Oh my gosh! We look so hot! Let’s take a picture of us!!” says Tristen. “Hahaha, okay.”
We take the picture and then head to the club.
We enter and it’s like déjà vu all over again. People grinding all over each other, loud music, sloppy drunk girls. Tonight I want to be one of those drunk girls. They look so careless and I’m tired of caring. I want to let loose tonight. I tell the girls I’m gunna go get a drink. I walk over to the bar and ask the bartender how many shots does it take to get tipsy, she answers back 5. So I ask for her for 7. At first she kind of looks at me funny, but then she goes and makes my drinks. She hands them to me and I gulp them down. I can feel my throat burning. I haven’t had this much alcohol in my life. Once I finish the last one, I ask for 2 more. She makes the drinks and then hesitates handing them to me. I get impatient and ask her for them. She hands them to me and I drink these slowly. Once I finish the last one, I hand her however much I owe her. I walk towards a direction and start dancing to the music. I feel so alive. I spot Tristen off in the distance and saunter over to her. I see now that she’s not alone. “Hi Carter!!” Niall yells over the music. “Hey! This is so much fun!” I yell back. “Yeah, it is. I should probably tell you tha-” And then Tristen drags him to continue dancing with her. I look around for Sunny and see that she’s sitting at a table with some random guys. “HEEEEEEY BESTIE” I yell at her. She sees me and smiles. “Back at ya.” she says. These are some guys that I just met.” We introduce each other and I get bored standing here. “Well, I’m gunna go dance!” I walk back to the dance floor and start dancing. I lose myself in the music. A few minutes go by and I feel a pair of hands on my waist. I don’t care to look back and start swaying with the stranger. We dance like this for a while. I can feel the intensity and passion between us. We somehow get separated for a moment and I turn back and there’s no one there. Was I just imagining this? Oh well. That was probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever done.
I head over to an empty table and lay on it. Once I lay down, I realize how tired I am. I decide to rest my eyes for a bit.
I wake up and see that I’m in a huge bed. I look around and realize that this isn’t my room. Where’s Sunny and Tristen?! Oh my gosh. What happened last night? I notice that I’m wearing a t-shirt that’s a bit too loose for me. DID I SLEEP WITH A GUY LAST NIGHT?! OHMYGOSH. OHMYGOSH. I CAN’T BELIEVE I MIGHT’VE LOST MY VIRGINITY AND I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER ANYTHING. I hear some fumbling at the door and see that it opens just moments later. I close my eyes and prepare myself for what this guy’s gunna look like. I hope he’s at least hot. “Morning, love.” I open my eyes and see Harry. All of a sudden I don’t feel so good and lean over and start puking on the floor. In seconds I feel Harry holding my hair back. “Woah, I wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction.” I look at him and see his face is full of worry. I lay back down and shut my eyes. I can’t believe I slept with Harry. Harry Styles. To make matters worse, my head is throbbing and my stomach feels like there’s a tornado in it. If this is the feeling of being hung over, I never want to get drunk again. “I knew that you wouldn’t feel good this morning, so I went down to the hotel store and bought some advil. Here, take them. It’ll help with the headache.” I take them from his hand and realize I have nothing to swallow them down with. He hands me a cold bottle of water. “Let me just go down to the lobby and ask for them to send someone to clean up your puke mess and then we’ll talk. I can tell you’re confused. And no, we didn’t sleep together.” He starts walking away, before he heads out the door he turns and looks at me, “but you offered” and closes the door. I look at the clock and see that it’s 10 in the morning. I hide under the sheets. I’m so embarrassed. He probably thinks I’m a whore trying to get into his pants. I start tearing up.
I feel a hand shaking me. My eyes flutter open and I see Harry. “Hey, love. I woke you up because you’ve been asleep since 10 this morning and it’s already 6 pm. You need to eat something. I went and got you a toothbrush so you can brush up then come back out here and we can go to the hotel restaurant.” “I don’t think this is a good idea, I need to call my fr-” “No need to worry. I told Niall to tell Tristen that you’re safe and sound.” Oh. I still need to make an excuse to get out of here. Right when I open my mouth, I feel sick. I jump off the bed and run to the bathroom. I shut the door and lock it so Harry can’t come in. I start puking. Geez, why do I keep puking? I hear a knock. “Hey, love. Let me in.” I ignore him and continue throwing up. I sit on the bathroom floor for a bit and right when I stand up, I feel nauseous. I sit back down and within moments I’m throwing up another storm. I guess in all the commotion of me throwing up I didn’t hear Harry unlock the door. I felt his hands comforting my back. I’m so embarrassed he has to see me like this. We stay in the same position for 15 minutes making sure I won’t get sick again. I start to stand up and Harry helps me. “Let me call room service instead. You are in no condition to be going anywhere.” And he walks out. I need to get out of here. I just want to lay in my bed. I open the packet of the new toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. I look like a disaster. After I wash up, I rinse off my make-up from last night. Holy shit. I’m not wearing any pants. I’m just in my underwear and I guess one of Harry’s t-shirts. I can’t go out there like this. Maybe Harry will have a longer shirt or some shorts perhaps. I walk out trying to pull my shirt down to cover my legs. “Um, Harry.” He looks up from on his phone. His face turns to concern and he rushes over to me. “Are you not feeling good again? Here sit down.” He ushers me to a chair. “I feel better. I was actually wondering if you had any longer shirts….” He looks down at my legs and I start getting really hot. Finally after maybe a minute he answers back, “Oh yeah, let me go check my suitcase.” He walks over and digs in it for a couple seconds and pulls out another t-shirt. “This should be a couple inches longer than the one you have on. I walk into the bathroom and change. Still a little too much leg, but it’s an improvement. I guess the room service came when I was changing. I don’t know what it is, but it smells delicious. I see Harry setting the plates on the table. He’s been so nice to me today, taking care of me while I was sick. I stand and stare at him for a few more moments before he notices me. “I know you’ve gotta be STARVING. Come over here.” I start walking and sit in the chair across from him. I see that it’s a big bowl of soup for me and a burger for him. I’m kind of jealous that he gets a burger but I know my stomach probably couldn’t handle it. So I just pick up my spoon and start eating. I don’t look at him because I know he’s looking at me. “So you really don’t remember last night, do you?” I look up and meet his green eyes.
“Hey, love. I really want to see you. I think we both know why. –Harry”
Oh shit. This is definitely not what I wanted to wake up to. I set my phone down and head to the bathroom. I need a nice cold shower to wake me up.
After I get out, the girls are up by now. “Morning Carter! Why you up so early?” asks Tristen. “Oh, just couldn’t sleep well.” “”Were you thinking about London? Look, we told you that it’s a great opportunity for you! There’s not much to think about.” “No, it wasn’t that. I just couldn’t sleep in general.” “Oh, well, try sleeping pills next time.” “Um, yeah. Okay.” I felt bad for lying to them. But I knew they would make a big deal about Harry. I just really didn’t want to hear it. “So, do you have plans tonight?” “Um, no. Why?” “Well, because Niall wants to hang out with us at the club.” Oh great. Two things I disliked. Clubs and anyone associated with Harry. “Actually, I totally forgot. I think Ginger wanted to have a factime call with me tonight.” Man, I’m just on a roll today with lying. “Oh, poo. He said that it was just gunna be him. No Harry. So if you change your mind, let me know.” “Okay. Well, I’m gunna go for a run.” “You don’t need to. You’re perfect just the day you are. You’re actually starting to lose too much weight.” said Sunny. “I just want to stay in shape. Not lose weight. Now if you guys would excuse me.” I walk out.
Later that night.
Okay, so Tristen convinced me to go. I can’t be scared of clubs all my life. And she said Harry wasn’t gunna be there. I honestly don’t care if he is or not. On my run earlier I realized that I hold grudges for no reason. I want to have fun with my girls before I leave for London. For some reason, I feel sexy tonight. I don’t know why though. This is what I’m wearing. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92183771
“Oh my gosh! We look so hot! Let’s take a picture of us!!” says Tristen. “Hahaha, okay.”
We take the picture and then head to the club.
We enter and it’s like déjà vu all over again. People grinding all over each other, loud music, sloppy drunk girls. Tonight I want to be one of those drunk girls. They look so careless and I’m tired of caring. I want to let loose tonight. I tell the girls I’m gunna go get a drink. I walk over to the bar and ask the bartender how many shots does it take to get tipsy, she answers back 5. So I ask for her for 7. At first she kind of looks at me funny, but then she goes and makes my drinks. She hands them to me and I gulp them down. I can feel my throat burning. I haven’t had this much alcohol in my life. Once I finish the last one, I ask for 2 more. She makes the drinks and then hesitates handing them to me. I get impatient and ask her for them. She hands them to me and I drink these slowly. Once I finish the last one, I hand her however much I owe her. I walk towards a direction and start dancing to the music. I feel so alive. I spot Tristen off in the distance and saunter over to her. I see now that she’s not alone. “Hi Carter!!” Niall yells over the music. “Hey! This is so much fun!” I yell back. “Yeah, it is. I should probably tell you tha-” And then Tristen drags him to continue dancing with her. I look around for Sunny and see that she’s sitting at a table with some random guys. “HEEEEEEY BESTIE” I yell at her. She sees me and smiles. “Back at ya.” she says. These are some guys that I just met.” We introduce each other and I get bored standing here. “Well, I’m gunna go dance!” I walk back to the dance floor and start dancing. I lose myself in the music. A few minutes go by and I feel a pair of hands on my waist. I don’t care to look back and start swaying with the stranger. We dance like this for a while. I can feel the intensity and passion between us. We somehow get separated for a moment and I turn back and there’s no one there. Was I just imagining this? Oh well. That was probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever done.
I head over to an empty table and lay on it. Once I lay down, I realize how tired I am. I decide to rest my eyes for a bit.
I wake up and see that I’m in a huge bed. I look around and realize that this isn’t my room. Where’s Sunny and Tristen?! Oh my gosh. What happened last night? I notice that I’m wearing a t-shirt that’s a bit too loose for me. DID I SLEEP WITH A GUY LAST NIGHT?! OHMYGOSH. OHMYGOSH. I CAN’T BELIEVE I MIGHT’VE LOST MY VIRGINITY AND I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER ANYTHING. I hear some fumbling at the door and see that it opens just moments later. I close my eyes and prepare myself for what this guy’s gunna look like. I hope he’s at least hot. “Morning, love.” I open my eyes and see Harry. All of a sudden I don’t feel so good and lean over and start puking on the floor. In seconds I feel Harry holding my hair back. “Woah, I wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction.” I look at him and see his face is full of worry. I lay back down and shut my eyes. I can’t believe I slept with Harry. Harry Styles. To make matters worse, my head is throbbing and my stomach feels like there’s a tornado in it. If this is the feeling of being hung over, I never want to get drunk again. “I knew that you wouldn’t feel good this morning, so I went down to the hotel store and bought some advil. Here, take them. It’ll help with the headache.” I take them from his hand and realize I have nothing to swallow them down with. He hands me a cold bottle of water. “Let me just go down to the lobby and ask for them to send someone to clean up your puke mess and then we’ll talk. I can tell you’re confused. And no, we didn’t sleep together.” He starts walking away, before he heads out the door he turns and looks at me, “but you offered” and closes the door. I look at the clock and see that it’s 10 in the morning. I hide under the sheets. I’m so embarrassed. He probably thinks I’m a whore trying to get into his pants. I start tearing up.
I feel a hand shaking me. My eyes flutter open and I see Harry. “Hey, love. I woke you up because you’ve been asleep since 10 this morning and it’s already 6 pm. You need to eat something. I went and got you a toothbrush so you can brush up then come back out here and we can go to the hotel restaurant.” “I don’t think this is a good idea, I need to call my fr-” “No need to worry. I told Niall to tell Tristen that you’re safe and sound.” Oh. I still need to make an excuse to get out of here. Right when I open my mouth, I feel sick. I jump off the bed and run to the bathroom. I shut the door and lock it so Harry can’t come in. I start puking. Geez, why do I keep puking? I hear a knock. “Hey, love. Let me in.” I ignore him and continue throwing up. I sit on the bathroom floor for a bit and right when I stand up, I feel nauseous. I sit back down and within moments I’m throwing up another storm. I guess in all the commotion of me throwing up I didn’t hear Harry unlock the door. I felt his hands comforting my back. I’m so embarrassed he has to see me like this. We stay in the same position for 15 minutes making sure I won’t get sick again. I start to stand up and Harry helps me. “Let me call room service instead. You are in no condition to be going anywhere.” And he walks out. I need to get out of here. I just want to lay in my bed. I open the packet of the new toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. I look like a disaster. After I wash up, I rinse off my make-up from last night. Holy shit. I’m not wearing any pants. I’m just in my underwear and I guess one of Harry’s t-shirts. I can’t go out there like this. Maybe Harry will have a longer shirt or some shorts perhaps. I walk out trying to pull my shirt down to cover my legs. “Um, Harry.” He looks up from on his phone. His face turns to concern and he rushes over to me. “Are you not feeling good again? Here sit down.” He ushers me to a chair. “I feel better. I was actually wondering if you had any longer shirts….” He looks down at my legs and I start getting really hot. Finally after maybe a minute he answers back, “Oh yeah, let me go check my suitcase.” He walks over and digs in it for a couple seconds and pulls out another t-shirt. “This should be a couple inches longer than the one you have on. I walk into the bathroom and change. Still a little too much leg, but it’s an improvement. I guess the room service came when I was changing. I don’t know what it is, but it smells delicious. I see Harry setting the plates on the table. He’s been so nice to me today, taking care of me while I was sick. I stand and stare at him for a few more moments before he notices me. “I know you’ve gotta be STARVING. Come over here.” I start walking and sit in the chair across from him. I see that it’s a big bowl of soup for me and a burger for him. I’m kind of jealous that he gets a burger but I know my stomach probably couldn’t handle it. So I just pick up my spoon and start eating. I don’t look at him because I know he’s looking at me. “So you really don’t remember last night, do you?” I look up and meet his green eyes.
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