I Understand. An AU/punk story.

Waking in the morning I ruffled my fingers through me hair and went to the bathroom. I took my sweet time in the shower. I was just planning on relaxing today. Planning on having good clean fun with my friends. No drinking!

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"Morning!" The girls chirped as I joined them in the kitchen. Going to the microwave I popped a piece of toast in the toaster and joined them at the bar. I guess we were going shopping! After finishing our breakfast we all went to Rae's car.

"Wait, guys! I don't have any money!" I whined in the back seat. Perrie and Rae looked giddily at each other before Rae pulled a few bills from her purse and handed them to me.

"Harry stopped by early this morning, we told him to come back later. But don't worry. We didn't forget to tell him we were going out!" She says happily, handing me the bills.

"You guys! I can't keep taking the poor boys money we aren't even together!" I whine, taking the money from her.

"Why? He loved spoiling you!" Perrie laughs. I groan and end the conversation there. Arriving at the mall we spoil our self's like crazy. It's good to be back with my real friends. A few hours later we sit in the cafe part of the mall eating Thai food, I was spilling the beans about Harry;s and I's little saga from the other night.

"You still haven't fucked?" Perri sputtered with a laugh, coughing on her Mountain Dew.

"Shhh!" I hiss embarrassed, slapping her arm.

"Why the hell not? You know he cares about you!?" Rae asks, sympathetically.

"I know... but.. I.... Urm am really just self conscious of my body." I start, giving Perri a look. She knows about my anorexia problems. "And I don't want to get hurt like my ex did to me... and I want to be good enough." I tell them lamely, slumping in my chair.

"Oh hunny! It's not that hard!" Perri says with a mix of pity and amusement. "And besides he'll still love it no mater how good it is, because it's with you." I give her a smile, deep down I know that.

"Yeah but then there's the fact we aren't even dating and I don't want to date him right now..." I say bluntly.

"Because of Louis?" Rae asks outraged.

"That's a part of it, yes." I say honestly.

"Damn, I love you Lily but get your shit together!" Perri laughs making Rae and I join in. It's been a good day.

-

"NO I swear he's like nine inches!" Perri says enthusiastically, we're in the living room watching The Purge (crazy ass movie guyzzz)

"oh my god, I don't need to know this!" I yell covering my ears. We all laughed until my phone started ringing. Groaning I get up and get it from the coffee table, turning the TV down before answering the restricted call.

"Hello?"

"Hello is the the Lily residence?" A deep voice slurred.

"Um, come by that again?" I asked, confused.

"LILIAN it's Harreh!!!" He roared with laughter. I could practically smell the booze on the other line of the phone.

"Harry? Whats going on?"

"I need a ride, baby........ I'm lost!" He slurs. Loud music pounds in the background. His voice sounds sad at the last part. I can picture him and his big puppy dog eyes right now.

"Where are you?" I sigh, heading towards where my shoes are. I hold up Perri's keys and she nods, understanding my request.

"A cluuub. Hurry I miss you!" He whines.

"Harry, which one?" He slurs a few words and numbers and the best to my understanding I figure hes at a pretty fancy club I know down town. "Go outside and don't talk to strangers. I'm coming." I say before clicking the phone off.

"Good luck!" They call after me with giggles.

-

I pull up to the club and I see Harry getting shoved by a huge man with a bushy beard. Shit! I jump out and run up to them.

"Excuse em is there a problem?" I yelp, coming up behind Harry who jumped and screamed like a little girl when he saw me.

"Are you with thi ass hole?" The scary guy spits.

"Yes, I'm sorry for whatever he's done. He's really intoxicated!" I rush pleading the man to just forget it."

"Hey now you talk to my woman with some respect!" Harry slurs, attempting to put an arm around me. I slap his hand.

"Shut up, Harold! Or you're in for it later!" I hiss, squeezing his upper arm tightly.

"Is that a promise?" Harry says deeply, attempting to pull me in for a kiss which I dodge.

"No, don't be sorry. I'm sorry a lady like you has to deal with a prick like this." The big guy ads in disgust before turning off. Harry scowls at his back, I grab his wrist and lead him to the car. He gets in willingly and I get in the drivers seat, pulling away.

"Are you mad at me?" He says suddenly, the ride has been silent for a while.

"no." I sigh.

"I'm sorry I'm a prick..." He slurs putting his hand on my thigh, I slap it away and shrug.

"You're not... Why don't you just rest your eyes until we get home?" I suggest.

"Our home?" I hear him smirk quietly, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. I chuckle and rive to his place.

-

Getting him in side was a bigger challenge than I predicted. Harry saw a cat and chased down the alley, because he wanted to adopt it and then when in the elevator he pressed the button for every single floor so I forced him and to take the stairs which made whine all the way to the tops floor.

Now we're in his room, I peel off my heels and go to him. Taking his collar in my hand I start unbuttoning his shirt. I pull it off his shoulders and then hesitantly grab his belt.

"You don't hafta. I know you don't want me that way." Harry says sadly, beating my hands to his pants, he stripped to his boxers. I sighed sadly, watching him crawl in to bed.

"That's not true you know..." I trail off, sitting criss cross on the bed next to him.

"Yes it is.." He pouts, putting his hands lazily on his bare stomach. " I want you so bad. And you don't even find me sexy... I don't get it... Its terrible!" He huffs. His drunk mind taking over. So that what he thought? Damn, was he wrong.

I frown and lay next to him in bed, crawling under the covers. Talking his arm I let them find themselves around me.

"I'm just scared, Harry." I whisper. He furrows his brows and whispers back.

"I don't want you to be afraid of me, Lilian." The scotch wafted off of him, mixed with his usual wonderful smell. I wanted this conversation to happen with him sober but I knew he wouldn't remember and it really, really upset me.

"I know you don't" I then kissed his forehead and pulled his head on to me, cuddling in to me he fell asleep in my arms.

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