Summer Break
Hangover.
No! I thought to myself as I felt myself waking up. I squeezed my eyes shut as tight as I could, which wasn’t the best decisions because no my head hurts like a bitch. I relax my eyes; still keeping them shut, and stretch my arms out above me. It felt so good; I didn’t even realize how bad they ached… Why did they ache? I was lost in thought until I felt arms tighten waist. I finally decided to force my eyes open, immediately regretting it. Jesus, is the sun always this bright? Whatever.
I turned my head to look at the handsome sleeping boy lying next to me. Oh my god, he was so breathtakingly beautiful. His mouth was slightly open, light breathes escaping, hitting my chin. His hair was an absolute mess, yet it still looks perfect on him. His nose wrinkled and his jaw would clinch ever so slightly sometimes, and his eyelashes rested on his cheeks. He looked so calm and at peace. How did this happen? How did I get him? Oh shoot. What if he wakes up and catches me staring at him? Alright, look away Annabelle. Turning my head from him reluctantly, I averted my eyes to the ceiling causing me to remember the awful headache I have. Maybe I should go take some medicine… wait, what do I even take for a hangover? I guess I’ll go see if Ashley is awake.
I gently attempt to remove Harry’s arm from my waist so he does not wake up, successfully which is surprising. I sit up and gently begin to remove the covers, and then I felt his arms around me, pulling my back down. How did I not see this coming? I let out a light squeal, which only made my head hurt more. He pulled me into his chest, kissing my forehead.
“Good morning.” He said in a husky tone.
“Good morning Harry.” I couldn’t help but smile as I said his name.
“How are you feeling?” he whispered right next to my ear.
“Like… like and elephant is sitting on my head.” Harry chuckled. “How much did I have to drink last night?” I looked up at him, ignoring the pounding in my head.
“Well, you told me you had four or five.” He smiled.
Oh lord his smile. “Oh, why on earth?! I am never drinking again. Ever!” I groaned.
He laughed again. “I don’t know, I kind of liked it.” He winked. “You’re fun when you drink.”
“What? Apposed to me being boring when I’m sober? Gee, thanks Harry.” I rolled my eyes. Ouch! Shit, I should stop doing that.
“No, love. I just wanted to see your reaction.”
“Oh, ha ha.” I said sarcastically.
“Rise and Shine love birds!!!” Ashley cheered as she walked into the room.
“Dude, why are you so loud?” I groaned again, putting my hand on my head.
She just laughed. “Oops.” She shrugged. “Here boo, I brought this for you.” She sat on the side of the bed with a glass of water in her hand and pills in the other.
“Oh, thank you. I was about to get up and get something.” I told her, moving from Harry’s grip to sit up. He didn’t move, instead he just nuzzled his head into my side. I grabbed the water and medicine and swallowed it as quickly as I could.
“No problem. I figured you’d feel like shit when you woke up. I checked on you about an hour ago and you weren’t awake yet so I came back.”
“Awh, well thank you. Are you not hung-over?”
“A little, but you had a shit ton to drink. I’m surprised you didn’t get sick.”
I didn’t say anything to that…
“Wait, did you get sick? Did she throw up?!” She yelled at Harry. “Did you hold her hair back? Why didn’t you let me know?” she hits him on the arm.
“Ashley, she didn’t throw up!” he yelled back at her.
“Oh my God guys! Will you stop yelling, you’re killing me.” I said, covering my ears.
“Oh, good. Sorry. I’ll leave you two alone.” She smiled getting up from her place on my bed. I watched her walk toward the door then look back. “Oh and Annabelle, why are your shorts on the floor?” she winked before she left and shut the door behind her.
“What?” I whispered, looking at the floor… sure enough my shorts were there. Wait, what happened last night? I lifted up my blanket up to only see my underwear on. What? “Harry, did we have sex last night?!” I yelled, ignoring the pain in my skull.
“Yea, you said you were ready. I wasn’t going to say no, baby.” He answered like it was no big deal. What? It was a big deal!
“What? We had sex? And I was drunk?! Oh my god.” No, no. This can’t be happening. I pull my knees up to my chest and place my head in my hands. “Harry? I couldn’t have, I.. I?” I didn’t cry, I was just sat there quietly.
“Annabelle.” Harry says seriously. “Annabelle, look at me.”
I lifted my head to look at him.
“We didn’t have sex. I would never have sex with you when you’re clearly drunk. Alright?”
I nodded. “Don’t fucking scare me like that again.” I said pushing him back a little. “How’d my shorts get off?”
He ran his fingers through his hair. “Actually, I don’t know. But I do know one thing.”
“Oh, and what’s that?”
He pulled me down from my sitting position and climbed on top of me. He slowly kissed my lips, and then looked me in the eyes. “If we had sex,” he whispered kissing me again, then along my jaw to my neck.
I could feel myself falling apart by his touch. His hand slid down to my bum and he abruptly pushed me up against him. My breath hitched a bit before he finished.
“More than just your shorts would be on the floor.” Every soft word sent chills through my body, before he looked up at me again with a smirk across his face.
I shook my head at him before he bit his bottom lip. “Alright,” I pushed him off me and got out of the bed.
“What?” he laughed.
“You’re a funny boy, Styles.”
“Mhmmm. And you like it.” He reached over and smacked my bum. I jumped at the feeling then rubbed my bum lightly. “Don’t feel the need to put your shorts back on, I’m fine with this.” He winked.
“Yea, I bet you are.” I laughed rolling my eyes.
I turned my head to look at the handsome sleeping boy lying next to me. Oh my god, he was so breathtakingly beautiful. His mouth was slightly open, light breathes escaping, hitting my chin. His hair was an absolute mess, yet it still looks perfect on him. His nose wrinkled and his jaw would clinch ever so slightly sometimes, and his eyelashes rested on his cheeks. He looked so calm and at peace. How did this happen? How did I get him? Oh shoot. What if he wakes up and catches me staring at him? Alright, look away Annabelle. Turning my head from him reluctantly, I averted my eyes to the ceiling causing me to remember the awful headache I have. Maybe I should go take some medicine… wait, what do I even take for a hangover? I guess I’ll go see if Ashley is awake.
I gently attempt to remove Harry’s arm from my waist so he does not wake up, successfully which is surprising. I sit up and gently begin to remove the covers, and then I felt his arms around me, pulling my back down. How did I not see this coming? I let out a light squeal, which only made my head hurt more. He pulled me into his chest, kissing my forehead.
“Good morning.” He said in a husky tone.
“Good morning Harry.” I couldn’t help but smile as I said his name.
“How are you feeling?” he whispered right next to my ear.
“Like… like and elephant is sitting on my head.” Harry chuckled. “How much did I have to drink last night?” I looked up at him, ignoring the pounding in my head.
“Well, you told me you had four or five.” He smiled.
Oh lord his smile. “Oh, why on earth?! I am never drinking again. Ever!” I groaned.
He laughed again. “I don’t know, I kind of liked it.” He winked. “You’re fun when you drink.”
“What? Apposed to me being boring when I’m sober? Gee, thanks Harry.” I rolled my eyes. Ouch! Shit, I should stop doing that.
“No, love. I just wanted to see your reaction.”
“Oh, ha ha.” I said sarcastically.
“Rise and Shine love birds!!!” Ashley cheered as she walked into the room.
“Dude, why are you so loud?” I groaned again, putting my hand on my head.
She just laughed. “Oops.” She shrugged. “Here boo, I brought this for you.” She sat on the side of the bed with a glass of water in her hand and pills in the other.
“Oh, thank you. I was about to get up and get something.” I told her, moving from Harry’s grip to sit up. He didn’t move, instead he just nuzzled his head into my side. I grabbed the water and medicine and swallowed it as quickly as I could.
“No problem. I figured you’d feel like shit when you woke up. I checked on you about an hour ago and you weren’t awake yet so I came back.”
“Awh, well thank you. Are you not hung-over?”
“A little, but you had a shit ton to drink. I’m surprised you didn’t get sick.”
I didn’t say anything to that…
“Wait, did you get sick? Did she throw up?!” She yelled at Harry. “Did you hold her hair back? Why didn’t you let me know?” she hits him on the arm.
“Ashley, she didn’t throw up!” he yelled back at her.
“Oh my God guys! Will you stop yelling, you’re killing me.” I said, covering my ears.
“Oh, good. Sorry. I’ll leave you two alone.” She smiled getting up from her place on my bed. I watched her walk toward the door then look back. “Oh and Annabelle, why are your shorts on the floor?” she winked before she left and shut the door behind her.
“What?” I whispered, looking at the floor… sure enough my shorts were there. Wait, what happened last night? I lifted up my blanket up to only see my underwear on. What? “Harry, did we have sex last night?!” I yelled, ignoring the pain in my skull.
“Yea, you said you were ready. I wasn’t going to say no, baby.” He answered like it was no big deal. What? It was a big deal!
“What? We had sex? And I was drunk?! Oh my god.” No, no. This can’t be happening. I pull my knees up to my chest and place my head in my hands. “Harry? I couldn’t have, I.. I?” I didn’t cry, I was just sat there quietly.
“Annabelle.” Harry says seriously. “Annabelle, look at me.”
I lifted my head to look at him.
“We didn’t have sex. I would never have sex with you when you’re clearly drunk. Alright?”
I nodded. “Don’t fucking scare me like that again.” I said pushing him back a little. “How’d my shorts get off?”
He ran his fingers through his hair. “Actually, I don’t know. But I do know one thing.”
“Oh, and what’s that?”
He pulled me down from my sitting position and climbed on top of me. He slowly kissed my lips, and then looked me in the eyes. “If we had sex,” he whispered kissing me again, then along my jaw to my neck.
I could feel myself falling apart by his touch. His hand slid down to my bum and he abruptly pushed me up against him. My breath hitched a bit before he finished.
“More than just your shorts would be on the floor.” Every soft word sent chills through my body, before he looked up at me again with a smirk across his face.
I shook my head at him before he bit his bottom lip. “Alright,” I pushed him off me and got out of the bed.
“What?” he laughed.
“You’re a funny boy, Styles.”
“Mhmmm. And you like it.” He reached over and smacked my bum. I jumped at the feeling then rubbed my bum lightly. “Don’t feel the need to put your shorts back on, I’m fine with this.” He winked.
“Yea, I bet you are.” I laughed rolling my eyes.
Notes
Hi,I hope you liked this boring chapter! I'll update again soon. And can you believe this is chapter 33?! WOW! Hahaha. Uhm, I don't really have anything else to say.
Oh! So I have this fanfic on Wattpad that I read and it is so good! Like, one of the best I've read. So I thought I'd share it in case you're looking for one to read. Here is the authors link! Tell me if you read it and what you think because some crazy stuff goes down in it and i LOVE it. It's called DECEPTION. <3
http://www.wattpad.com/user/haleysayshello
Thank you guys for reading! Have a nice dayyyy or night! Ahhhh. Byeeeee!
.xx R
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Oh, thanks lovely.
3/23/15