I went back to my room that night with the biggest smile on my face. It had been awhile since I've felt this happy. It ends up Audrey did come back to the dorm the previous night, she was just extra quiet to make sure she wouldn't wake me. I had questioned her about Seth and she just laughed and shrugged it off, saying it was nothing but a good hook up. Getting past the hate and regret, I'm happy Harry and I have put our situation behind us and I'm looking forward to what the future brings. For the first time in awhile, I think I walked into all of my pointless 20 minutes classes with nothing but positive energy. While I was leaving my last class of the week, Seth caught up to me.

"So there's a frat party tonight. I'm secretly hoping I'll see you there?" He smiled his contagious smile, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"If Audrey's up for it, then your wish may come true." I smiled as the two of us made our way towards the dorms, parting at our different floors. I entered my room to see Audrey laying on her bed, I smirked to myself as I decided it was my turn to mock her.

"There's a party tonight, we're going." I watched as her face grew into a huge grin. After a few hours of relaxing and watching TV, we both decided to get ready. After touching up my makeup, I pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a cute tank top. Deja vu. I decided to go with a pair of flats because the last time I wore heels, it was absolute death. As I filled up a shot glass with some vodka, I decided on texting Harry.

To: Harry Styles
Frat party tonight. Hope to see you there?

I sat my phone down and cringed as I quickly took the shot, filling it up for a second one. I've come to a conclusion the only reason I enjoy drinking is because it makes me feel more relaxed, but at the same time, more brave. Like I can actually speak my mind without caring what other people will think. When I noticed Audrey dressed, I filled another shot glass and slid it towards her. After a good half hour, I had lost count on how many shots we had taken. I couldn't help the drunken frown take over my face as I noticed I never got a reply from Harry. I hadn't seen him since our last encounter, and whether it was my drunken state or not, I really wanted to see him. I let out a small giggle as I brought my fingers up to my lips, where he had kissed me. I really have to pull myself together if I want this whole friends thing to work out. After checking the time we decided to make our way over to the frat house. I truthfully don't think I've ever been this drunk. I couldn't stop myself from blurting out random song lyrics and skipping ahead the entire walk there. I laughed at myself as Audrey and I walked through the front door of the house. I don't think I'll ever get used to the strong smell of alcohol and loud music banging through the walls. Although I probably didn't need another drink, a few minutes in I found myself holding a red cup of beer. After quickly finishing my drink, I decided to walk around the house. I squeezed my way through the crowded hallways and jumped when I felt an arm wrap around my waist.

"You came!" I recognized that newly familiar voice.

"I did." I smiled, leaning my side against the wall.

"And you're piss drunk." He laughed. I couldn't help but laugh as well. Either his laugh was contagious or I really was just extremely drunk.

"So I'm guessing you convinced Audrey to show?" He asked as he took a swig of his beer, his free hand still resting on my waist.

"Yess sir.." I smiled, looking up at his bright blue eyes.

"Well, I'm more than glad to see you here.." He tilted his head to the side, a small smile playing on his lips. At that moment, I heard someone clearing their throat. I turned my gaze around to see Harry standing awkwardly behind me. I couldn't help but smile as I turned my body around and made my way towards him, leaving Seth's grip.

"Hello stranger..." Well, that came out flirtier than I meant it to. "You never replied to my text.." I let a pout take over my lips, as I brought my hand up to his chest.

"Yes I did." He simply replied. He reached his hand down to the back pocket of my jeans and pulled out my iPhone, showing that the homescreen was lit with a new text message alert. He simply slid the phone back into my pocket and brought his hand back to his side. I frowned as the small contact we made, made me want more of his touch.

"I think you were a bit too busy to notice." He teased and nodded his head behind me, but I could see the small tint of jealousy in his eyes. Those beautiful emerald eyes. I leaned my body into his and ran my hand down his chest, locking my eyes with his. I gently pushed him against the wall and let a giggle escape my lips.

"Youuuuu.." I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes for a brief second. "I like youuu.." I looked up at him and saw a small smile plastered on his plump lips. Those lips. I brought my hand up to his lips and poked them. What was I doing.

"Mmm, how much did you exactly have to drink?" He asked, that beautiful smile not leaving his face. I shook my head and cupped his face in my hands.

"Hi..." I grinned. I most likely looked like a complete fool, but I didn't care. He was just so handsome. I wanted to kiss him all over the place.

"Hello, you little drunk." He finally moved his hands from his sides and wrapped them around my waist, pulling my body closer to his. I let my eyes travel down his face, finding myself staring at his perfect lips.

"I want to kiss youuu.." I sang, keeping my eyes on his lips.

"I don't think that's a very friendly thing to do." He teased, letting a smirk take over his lips.

At that moment, I didn't care. I lowered his face to mine and pressed my lips to his. He slowly moved his lips with mine as he traced his tongue along my lower lip. I smiled against his lips and parted them slightly, allowing his tongue in. I could feel him hardening against my thigh as I slowly ran my hand down his body, cupping him in my hand. He let out a low groan and I briefly pulled away to look at his face. His eyes were squeezed shut and his jaw was clenched. I smirked as I started to leave a trail of kisses down his neck. He opened his eyes and shifted so my hand was no longer placed on his growing bulge.

"Baby, we can't do this.." He breathed, but I could see the want in his eyes.

"Call me baby one more time and these..." I placed my hand at the start of his jeans. "Will have to go." He looked taken back. I have no idea what has gotten into me. I'm normally too shy to even make a first move on a guy, let alone do what I'm doing. He bit down on his lip, which made my body do things it shouldn't be doing.

"..Baby.." He whispered. I grabbed his hand and made my way out the front door. I looked around to see him walking us towards his black Range Rover.

"Emma.." He started, a frown settled on his lips.

"Shhh.." I placed my finger over his lips as we reached his car. He shook his head in frustration and placed both of his hands on my shoulders.

"Emma, you're very drunk right now. You don't realize it, but you are. I'm not going to take advantage of you, and most importantly you're not going to wake up with a regret. So we're both going to our own rooms tonight, got it?" I could tell it was a struggle for him to say that, because I knew he truly didn't want to. As much as I wanted him, he was right and I'm incredibly thankful and still in shock from how much of a good guy he is. I frowned but nodded my head. He placed his hand on my lower back and helped me into the passenger seat. The minute I sat down, I passed out. I was woken by Harry's soft voice.

"We're here." He slid out of the car and I watched as he walked around the car to my door. He opened it and helped me out, keeping his arms around me so I wouldn't fall. After stumbling over my feet many times, we finally made it to the front doors. Just as I was about to walk through the revolving doors I felt my stomach twist. I quickly walked over to the bushes and let everything out. How much worse can this night go? Harry has practically babysat me, and the worst part is, he's completely sober. I felt a body stand behind me and soon all of my hair was pulled out of my face. Once everything was out I stood up straight and gave him an apologetic smile.

"I'm really sorry." I mumbled, as he led me through the doors and towards the elevators.

"Don't be." He smiled. "Would you like to stay the night, just so I can make sure you're alright? Nothing else." He broke the silence, keeping his eyes on me. I turned my head and let a shy smile take over my face, nodding my head. We stepped into the elevator and I smiled to myself as I looked down at his now even tighter jeans.

"What?" His mouth turned up into a smile when he caught me staring. I shook my head in embarrassment and followed him down this now familiar route. We walked into his room and his roommate who I have still yet to meet, sent Harry a smirk. He glared at him before making his way into his room, placing his keys on his night stand. He had closed his door once he noticed me sitting on his bed.

"You can wear these." He tossed a pair of his boxers and tshirt on his bed. I reached over for the clothes but froze when I saw Harry undressing just a few meters away from me. His shirt was off and I found myself staring at his back muscles. He started turning around while he unbuckled his belt, letting his jeans hit the floor. God, those were not boxers. They were briefs. Tight ones. And the way they were hanging from his hips...

"Oh fuck, shit I'm sorry." He reached over for his tshirt and a pair of actual boxers before leaving the room. He returned with a small smirk playing on his lips, making his way over to one side of the bed.

"I left a new toothbrush in there if you'd like to use it, after you know.." I felt my cheeks heat. I muttered a quick thanks and grabbed the clothes from his bed, making my way to the bathroom. God, why did I have to drink so much and puke in front of him. I shook my head and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were noticeably pink and I sighed in frustration as my skin tone always gave away every time I blushed. I changed into the clothes he had given me and started to brush my teeth. I made sure I brushed them well because the last thing I need to add on the list of my embarrassment is bad breath. I quickly folded my clothes and made my way out of the bathroom, noticing a figure with blonde hair grabbing something from the fridge. He turned and jumped from my presence. Oops. I can only imagine how much more pinker I got, as I mumbled a sorry. He laughed quietly, shaking his head.

"No worries, I'm Niall." He smiled before returning to his room. I walked back into Harry's room and closed the door behind me, making my way over to the free side of the bed. After tucking myself under the blankets, I looked over at Harry, waiting for him to turn the light out. After a few minutes of silence, he brought his gaze to me.

"Who was that guy from earlier?" I was taken back by his sudden question.

"Seth, he's in my English class." I watched as he nodded his head before reaching over and turning off the light.

"Goodnight Emma, sleep well." He mumbled tiredly, resting his hand across my stomach.

Notes

What did you guys think of this chapter? Do you ship #Hemma or #Semma?! If I get some feedback, I will post another chapter by tonight! Please let me know what you all think :) Thanks for reading x