I wake up suddenly from a pounding head ache. I sit up while my eyes are still close and my hand lays on my forehead trying to stop the pain. I wince as I try thinking about what happen last night, but it was all a messy blur.

As I open my eyes, I heart started to race. I was in Harry's bedroom, sleeping in Harry's bed. A million things that could of happen last night, ran through my mind making my headache worst.

I quickly pulled the covers away from my body and jumped off the bed, walking to the door so I could find Harry. I opened the bedroom door to have my nostrils be filled with this amazing smell. I followed it with my hand tracing the wall.

Once I got closer to the smell, I leaned on the wall and watched Harry as he flipped the pancakes in the pan. God, he was so hot. He had no shirt on. And his sweatpants were low that I could see his v line.

I walked into the kitchen without saying a word to Harry. I sat down at the kitchen table slowly as Harry glanced back at me.

"Good morning Camilla." He said walking over to me and laying the plate of pancakes in front of me.

"Good morning.." I said quietly. Harry then laid the Tylenol and a bottle of water in front of me. I looked up at him and sent him a small, genuine smile.

"Thanks..." I mumbled under my breath, opening the bottle of tylenol before popping them into my mouth and gulping then down with some water. Harry sat across from me, while looking down at his phone.

To be honest, I got really pissed off that he was acting so cavalier after last night. I rolled my eyes and slammed the fork onto the plate, now catching Harry's attention.

"Is there a problem Cam?" He asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Why are you acting so calm and rude? Like.. Shouldn't you be all up on me and shit? Or are you just like every other boy and your just gonna kick me out and never speak to me again.?" I yelled at him.

Harry dropped his phone onto the table and surrendered his hands with a confused look on his face and also a smile.

"Whoa...Calm down Camilla. What are you talking about? Acting calm about what?" He asked chuckling. My breathing slowed down as I calmed my temper.

"Last night. Me and you.. You know what..." I drifted off, trying not to r so forward. Harry smirked as he rubbed his bottom lip with his finger. Fuck, why is he so hot?

"No Camilla.. We didn't do the "you know what."

"Then why was I in your bed? In your clothes?"

"You were drunk last night.. And out of respect, I let you sleep in my bed while I slept on the couch. And you looked uncomfortable in what you were wearing, so I changed your clothes into one of my shirts."

"You didn't d-" He cut me off.

"No Camilla. After I put that shirt on you, I went into the living and went to sleep. On the couch. Nothing happen last night." Relief flew through my body. I didn't know how it would be if we really did anything. Would it be awkward? Would we be in a relationship?

"Oh..." Was all I was able to say. Without looking Harry in the eye, I got up from the table and started walking back to the bedroom and started to dress myself back in the clothes from last night. I heard Harry's footsteps get closer to me very fast.

"What's wrong?" He asked leaning on the door. I laid my hand on my forehead as I tired to get my thoughts together.

"Um.. Nothing. I just need to go home so I can shower and all that good stuff." I walked pass Harry and to the front door with him following close behind me. I turned back to him as he engulfed me in a hug, holding my body tight.

I didn't hug back. I was more shocked. And especially since I just woke up... I wasn't in my happy moo right now.

"What time do you want me to dance and all that stuff?" I asked as he let me go.

"Um.. Maybe seven. Eight tonight." He said I nodded my head agreeing to what he said before walking out I the house, closing the door behind me. I hid my face with my jacket to hid my best from the paps that are always lurking around like fucking creeps.

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I walked into the house and laid my purse on the floor as I dived onto the couch, laying my head on the pillow so I could go back to sleep.

"Get up Camilla.." I hear Perrie say. I open my eyes to see her walking down the stairs toward me.

"Oh hey Perrie.. Sorry I d-"

"Who the fuck do you think you are saying what the fuck you said last night!?"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"At dinner! You wanna run your fucking mouth and almost tell everyone what happen that summer! That you swore we would never speak of!"

"I would never.." I chuckled. She got closer to me and narrowed her eyes as she began to yell again.

"Well you almost fucking did! In front of Zayn too! Your fucking drunk ass was talking out your mouth all night!"

"We'll, I'm sorry.." I mumbled rolling my eyes not very interested with this conversation. She began to yell again so I laid the pillow on my head groaning in annoyance.

"Sorry doesn't fucking cut this shit Camilla! Zayn has been on my ass non stop since you said that and now since I can't tell him, he's not even talking to me! And we're suppose to be getting married! Married Camilla and you may have Messed all my happiness up."

"Hey, I'm sorry! It was a mistake! I'll come up with a good excuse I could tell Zayn when he gets here and we can all act like this never happen!"

"But it did Camilla! Your suppose to be my fucking best friend! Best friends don't do that type of shit! Even if their drunk! You need to fucking control your liquor!" That really got me mad.

"Don't you dare fucking tell me what I need to control okay!? Little miss perfect you get everything! So just shut the fuck up! Your like seriously, seriously, seriously, blowing me right now! Get over it. That was the past! Like I said, I will clear the situation up when Zayn gets here! I got it!" I yelled standing up now. Her hands were clinched in a fist as she began to turn red.

"I swear, if any of this fucks up my relationship with Zayn, you are out of my house and we are no longer fucking friends!" She said between her teeth. I narrowed my eyes as I looked over at her.

"How about I make it easier for you.." I drifted off. I grabbed my bag off the ground and keys before opening the front door.

"I'm leaving. So you and Zayn can go off in the fucking sunset and have your happily ever after! I'll be back to get my stuff some other day." I said before walking out trying to calm down my anger. Before I fully closed the door, I opened it back up and smirked.

"Oh and Perrie?"

"What?" She spat at me.

"Fuck you."

(Kendall's POV)

I grabbed my phone with anger flowed throw my body as I read something on my phone that made me madder than ever.

'Is Harry Styles trying to get over Kendall Jenner by replacing her with a temporary back up dancer for little mix, Camilla Johnson? Reporters say that Camilla was seen, leaving Harry's apartment in NYC this morning with messy hair and stockings in her hand with her heels in the other. Camilla has spent the night at the singer, Harry Styles house just the night before as he held his arm around her waist. These two love birds have been seen everywhere together for a few days now. Is Camilla just a way for Harry to get over Kendall Jenner? Or had he finally replaced her?'

I shut my phone off and threw it across the room as it hit the wall with a big thump. My fist clench onto the comforters on the bed as I imagine that little bitch with my man.

"That Camel bitch is gonna get it."

(Camilla's POV)

I wiped the tears away as they blurred my vision while I drove rapidly through the streets. Mascara ran down my cheeks as I cried. Cried because I finally may have lost my best friend since diapers because I wanna act stupid.

As I pulled up in the drive way of Harry's house, I rushed out the car to feel the pouring rain fall onto me, making me and my clothes soaked just in a matter of seconds.

When I get up to the door, I rapidly bang my fist into the door until Harry finally opens it.

"Your ear- Camilla? What's wrong?" Harry said concernedly as he pulled me into his arms and into the house.

"W- what happen last night? I want you to tell me ever- everything." I stuttered as he looked down at me with sympathy in his eyes. He sighed deeply and looked down before removing his arms from around me.

"Before I tell you, take a shower and get out of these wet clothes."

Notes

Maya

Hey guys. Alice isnt feeling well and she has the flu so I decided to update for her. All my stories will most likely have updates today so yeah.. I guess thats it. Tell me what you think of this chapter and just the story in general.

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