My head is fuzzy and if it wasn't for Louis telling me what to do I would have just laid there and probably passed out. I feel my skirt being pushed up around my waist and Louis' long fingers hook into the sides of my panties. I instinctively lift my bum up letting him pull them down and off my legs.

I don't really give a shit who's pleasing me as long as I get what I want. I don't feel bad at all. Why should I? I deserve to be happy too. My thoughts are quickly washed away by the feel of Louis wet kisses on the inside of my thighs. I hold my breath in anticipation for the thing that never seems to come.

The drink makes me confidant so I grab a fistful of his hair and push his head to where I want it. Louis chuckles low in his throat before going straight for my sensitive spot, attacking it with wet kisses and his tongue.

The feeling is unbelievable and Louis knows exactly what to do to please me. I run my hands through his hair and Louis moans in appreciation. I feel the familiar sensation building up and I start moaning even louder. As if Louis knows he slides two of his fingers inside of my agonisingly slow. Working his fingers and his tongue on me sends me over the edge.

'OH FUCK HARRY!' I realise my slip up as the last word leaves my mouth but before I or Louis can say anything my head falls back and darkness engulfs me.

*LOUIS' P.O.V*
Jesus Christ I always get woken up when I'm hungover. The loud banging invading my sleep starts to piss me off so I reluctantly open my eyes. The light instantly burns them and I regret my decision. Who the fuck would even be coming here?

Then it hits me who exactly would be coming here. Oh shit Harry. I look over to the sleeping Samii next to me and the memories of last night flood me. The knocking hasn't woken Samii and she is still fast asleep with her skirt still around her waist showing her perfect arse. Panic and guilt fills me. I could just not let him in but he might kick my door down. I pull Samii's skirt down giving her some privacy.

I crawl out of bed and drag myself to the door. I straighten my hair in the mirror and notice I didn't get changed after last night. I open the door and my prediction was right and it is Harry standing in front of me holding one of Samii's handbags.

'Take your time mate I do have things to do today.' Harry's laughs loudly and I wince at the pain in my head.

Harry notices and suddenly becomes serious. 'Are you hungover Louis?'

I nod and smile weakly at him and he just gives me a puzzled look.

'Well Samii thought it would be a great idea to get drunk as she was angry at you for keeping her hostage.' I tell him hoping that would be the end of it.

'And?' Harry questions me. And what? I ate your sort of girlfriend out and we woke up in bed together?

'Samii passed out and I helped her to bed and I slept on the sofa.' I lie and pray the questioning will end. This answer seems to satisfy Harry as his faces lifts up into a smile once more.

'Good because if you ever touch her I will break your hands.' Harry laughs and I awkwardly laugh along with him. I know he would.

'She in your room bud?' Harry calls as he starts to walk down the hall towards my bedroom. I don't get a chance to answer as he is already out of sight.

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*SAMI'S P.O.V*
Someone is blowing into my ear and I swear to god they have two seconds to stop before I knock them out. I reach out and manage to grab some hair. That stopped Louis the annoying dick. I open my eyes expecting to look into Louis' eyes but instead I see Harry's.

A small amount of anger fills me again but my hangover dulls my rage and I turn my head so I'm facing away from him.

'Oh bird you can't still be angry at me.' Harry mumbles into my ear as his lips brush gently against it. 'Not after your good time with Louis last night.'

My eyes snap open at the mention of Louis' name. It's only know I realise I haven't got any knickers on. Louis can't have told Harry. Louis would be dead if Harry knew. Or he may just be talking about getting drunk last night. I'm going to go with the latter option as I haven't been witness to any murders yet.

I don't say anything and Harry carries on speaking. 'Don't worry darling. We can go back to our flat now and be together.' I'm not looking at Harry but I can almost hear the smile behind his voice.

'I don't know if I even want to be with you Harry.' The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them and I'm expecting either rage or sadness from Harry.

Harry laughs and moves so he is low by my ear again. 'We are meant to be together Samii.'
The mattress lifts slightly as Harry stands up and he drops something onto it making a soft thud. 'I brought some clean clothes and a pair of shoes for you.'

There are a few moments of silence and I'm not sure if he is expecting me to speak or not.

'I have training today so I will call you after.' Harry leans down and places a soft kiss on my cheek. 'I love you.'

As soon as I hear the door click close I'm out of bed. I stretch my toes and all my fingers and I'm surprised by my lack of a hangover. I feel a little sick but not much else. I remember Harry mentioning a bag of clean clothes. When I turn around to retrieve the bag Louis is stood by the door. I hadn't even heard him come in or the door open.

'I'm sorry about last night.' The tension between us is almost unbearable but I'm not sure what kind. Maybe even sexual.

I walk around the bed so I'm stood in front of him. 'Don't be. I really enjoyed it.'

I have no explanation why but I need to kiss his soft lips. I lean forward and I softly kiss him. I'm relieved to feel he doesn't reject me and kisses me back.

As I pull away Louis smirks. 'Don't forget your knickers.'

I laugh and walk past him with my bag in hand to the bathroom for a shower.

'I was going to let you keep them darling.' I call to him before shutting and locking the door.

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I had left Louis' about half an hour ago and just wandered around town. I can't go back to Harry, not yet anyway and Niall and Grace do so much for me and I think they need a break. I could always go back to my old home?

Before I have a chance to decide my feet start off in the right direction towards Liam's.

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It feels strange knocking on the door of somewhere you used to live and not just walking in. I still have my key but I thought it would be rude as I don't think I actually live there anymore. I silently pray to myself that Liam doesn't have company.

The door slowly opens after about a minute and Liam looks tired with bloodshot eyes. My heart sinks a bit knowing I am the cause of this.

'Samii?' Liam whispers like he almost can't believe that I'm stood in front of him.

Notes

Thank you everyone for being so patient with me. I have been so busy and there has been a lot going on.

I will be updating every other day now as I have been given more hours at work!

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