The Exchange
Drunken Words
Harry’s Point of View
I got out of the shower and waited for Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Niall to come over. Tonight is for the lads and I’m excited. I really wanna talk to them about Alyssa but I’m still debating on if it’s a good idea or not. Of course I want to be with her and only her but it’s a bad idea; a very bad idea. But then again, if I bring it to the attention of the boys they’ll know and I’m sure they’ll all tell their girlfriends and it’ll go around the school along with Alyssa.
“Harry?”
“Shit Alyssa!” I forgot to lock my door and of course my back side is completely bare. I guess she’s seen it before but it feels different.
“Sorry,” she covered her eyes and laughed while I put on some boxers.
“You alright?”
“Uh, yeah. I just wanted to talk about last night.”
Ugh, not yet. I need time to think.
“Okay, what about?”
I found a plain white t and some jeans, quickly covering my body. I don’t know who’s here but standing in my boxers in front of Alyssa is a bad idea.
“Are we okay?”
“What do you mean?” Is she going to be the one to stop all of this?
“I don’t know, I just….I had a lot of fun,” she blushed, not making one hint of eye contact with me. My door was wide open so I shut it and sat on my bed, patting a spot for her.
“Why didn’t you sleep with me last night? I thought you may have regretted it.”
“No, not at all!” she sat across from me crossing her legs and sitting straight up. I don’t know how she does it. My back posture is terrible. “I was just nervous. I needed some time to think.”
“Yeah? About what?” I can feel my heart thumping without even touching it. Maybe she’s letting me go; I don’t want that.
“Someone might find out Harry. How are we supposed to keep this a secret?”
“Hey,” I picked up her chin and ran the back of my hand down her feared face, “we’ll figure it out. We just have to be careful and maybe not hang out as much.” The last words that escaped my mouth hurt my heart along with Alyssa’s. Her eyes, her beautiful ocean blue eyes turned soft, disappointed.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she stood up and walked towards my door to leave but stopped at the door knob. Why does this feel like a break up? I didn’t say we couldn’t be together; we just have to be more careful.
“Alyssa, we can still—“
“Please don’t, not now Harry.”
She’s blowing this out of proportion but that’s her depression kicking in. She needs to see someone, she needs help but she’s made it clear it’s not my place to say anything. Her thoughts depend as she held onto the door knob. A single tear ran down her face before she walked out; why didn’t I stop her?
I looked to my dresser as my phone buzzed.
From: Payno 4:33 pm
Almost there, brought lots of beer ;)
Thank god Mr. and Mrs. White won’t be here tonight; something about a dinner ball for Jack. Alyssa will be here, probably burying her head away in a book or hanging out with Marilyn. Soon enough the boys showed up and we began with some video games and then the alcohol came out.
“Seems Hazza’s gotta crush on his roomie,” thank Niall, thanks for that.
“No I don’t Niall, it’s not like that.”
“I think you do, you definitely do,” Zayn spat out as everyone laughed, “I mean, the dance told it all.”
“You can’t tell us you don’t like her Harry. Even if you aren’t fucking, you still like each other.”
“We aren’t having this conversation. It doesn’t matter if I like her, we can’t do anything about it anyways.”
“He’s getting defensive!” Louis yelled.
I finished my beer and grabbed another as they continued to taunt me. There’s no use in stopping them; I just hope Alyssa doesn’t hear. Maybe it won’t be bad if we’re together. It’s not like I’ll have to go back home, it’s not my fault we have feelings for each other. If I liked someone else I’m sure I’d bring her home with me and it wouldn’t be a problem.
“You guys would be cute, you should go for it,” my eyes expanded as I listened to Liam. He’s drunk, cute? Really Liam? “I don’t know why it’s such a big deal.”
“I don’t either,” I managed to slip out.”
Great, look what I started. I finally was able to change the topic and focus on alcohol games. I made sure we didn’t play truth or dare but we did play drinking games. Kings is my favorite, besides ‘never have I ever’. That’s where I got stuck.
“Never have I ever kissed a girl I live with!” Louis shouted. You can’t target people, that’s not fair. The game stopped as everyone stared at me waiting to see if I’ll put down a finger. Eventually I gave in and dropped it, leaving my middle finger up for all to see.
They giggled like school girls but didn’t mention it again. Alyssa is going to kill me if anyone finds out.
Alyssa’s Point of View
I stared at the left over blue paint and painted a circle on the wall across from my bed next to the heart. I filled it in and then regretted it. My beautifully splatted heart is now next to a bug blob that looks like a deformed tear drop. That’s probably what I look like when I cry.
Marilyn is out with her family tonight and Luke is with some friends which leaves me alone in my room. Harry and his friends are in the next room over and the last thing I want to hear is their drunk selves. I changed into some sweats and walked downstairs and grabbed some double stuffed oreos and peanut butter. That’ll cure everything. I tempted myself to cut but there are way too many people here that’ll spread the word. Instead I sat like a man and spread my legs apart, setting some milk in between them watching Transformers. Not my first choice but it’ll do.
“Alyssa?” I turned around, wiping my milk mustache to see drunk Harry standing a few feet behind the couch. I fixed my eyes back onto Shia Labeouf, the sexy man who once roamed Disney Channel, “Alyssa, can we talk?”
“Not now Harry, you have friends over,” I chuckled, “and you’re drunk.”
“Are you mad at me?” he sat down next to me and looked concerned. I sat my milk on the table and debated on this conversation that we may have. I want to be with Harry so much but now isn’t the time to talk about it. My mood isn’t in the best place right now and his mind is far from okay.
“No, I’m not mad. I just think you should go—“
A kiss, a drunken kiss forced upon my lips. Even though our lips were locked yesterday I missed it so much. I didn’t resist, I let him lean into me and rest his forehead against mine. Every time he touches me I feel a sensation throughout my body, most of the time it burns my heart, in a good way that is.
“Harry stop, you’re drunk and you were right earlier. We can’t do this right now.” I sat him up and away from me. He looks so sad, so heart broken.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you Alyssa. I just want what’s best for us. I don’t ever want to leave you but what if they take me away? And I’m leaving next June, what are we going to do?”
I don’t know, I thought to myself. “We’ll figure it out. Now go back to your friends.” I pecked him on the cheek and heard the garage door opening, “come on Harry, we need to get you upstairs.
I got out of the shower and waited for Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Niall to come over. Tonight is for the lads and I’m excited. I really wanna talk to them about Alyssa but I’m still debating on if it’s a good idea or not. Of course I want to be with her and only her but it’s a bad idea; a very bad idea. But then again, if I bring it to the attention of the boys they’ll know and I’m sure they’ll all tell their girlfriends and it’ll go around the school along with Alyssa.
“Harry?”
“Shit Alyssa!” I forgot to lock my door and of course my back side is completely bare. I guess she’s seen it before but it feels different.
“Sorry,” she covered her eyes and laughed while I put on some boxers.
“You alright?”
“Uh, yeah. I just wanted to talk about last night.”
Ugh, not yet. I need time to think.
“Okay, what about?”
I found a plain white t and some jeans, quickly covering my body. I don’t know who’s here but standing in my boxers in front of Alyssa is a bad idea.
“Are we okay?”
“What do you mean?” Is she going to be the one to stop all of this?
“I don’t know, I just….I had a lot of fun,” she blushed, not making one hint of eye contact with me. My door was wide open so I shut it and sat on my bed, patting a spot for her.
“Why didn’t you sleep with me last night? I thought you may have regretted it.”
“No, not at all!” she sat across from me crossing her legs and sitting straight up. I don’t know how she does it. My back posture is terrible. “I was just nervous. I needed some time to think.”
“Yeah? About what?” I can feel my heart thumping without even touching it. Maybe she’s letting me go; I don’t want that.
“Someone might find out Harry. How are we supposed to keep this a secret?”
“Hey,” I picked up her chin and ran the back of my hand down her feared face, “we’ll figure it out. We just have to be careful and maybe not hang out as much.” The last words that escaped my mouth hurt my heart along with Alyssa’s. Her eyes, her beautiful ocean blue eyes turned soft, disappointed.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she stood up and walked towards my door to leave but stopped at the door knob. Why does this feel like a break up? I didn’t say we couldn’t be together; we just have to be more careful.
“Alyssa, we can still—“
“Please don’t, not now Harry.”
She’s blowing this out of proportion but that’s her depression kicking in. She needs to see someone, she needs help but she’s made it clear it’s not my place to say anything. Her thoughts depend as she held onto the door knob. A single tear ran down her face before she walked out; why didn’t I stop her?
I looked to my dresser as my phone buzzed.
From: Payno 4:33 pm
Almost there, brought lots of beer ;)
Thank god Mr. and Mrs. White won’t be here tonight; something about a dinner ball for Jack. Alyssa will be here, probably burying her head away in a book or hanging out with Marilyn. Soon enough the boys showed up and we began with some video games and then the alcohol came out.
“Seems Hazza’s gotta crush on his roomie,” thank Niall, thanks for that.
“No I don’t Niall, it’s not like that.”
“I think you do, you definitely do,” Zayn spat out as everyone laughed, “I mean, the dance told it all.”
“You can’t tell us you don’t like her Harry. Even if you aren’t fucking, you still like each other.”
“We aren’t having this conversation. It doesn’t matter if I like her, we can’t do anything about it anyways.”
“He’s getting defensive!” Louis yelled.
I finished my beer and grabbed another as they continued to taunt me. There’s no use in stopping them; I just hope Alyssa doesn’t hear. Maybe it won’t be bad if we’re together. It’s not like I’ll have to go back home, it’s not my fault we have feelings for each other. If I liked someone else I’m sure I’d bring her home with me and it wouldn’t be a problem.
“You guys would be cute, you should go for it,” my eyes expanded as I listened to Liam. He’s drunk, cute? Really Liam? “I don’t know why it’s such a big deal.”
“I don’t either,” I managed to slip out.”
Great, look what I started. I finally was able to change the topic and focus on alcohol games. I made sure we didn’t play truth or dare but we did play drinking games. Kings is my favorite, besides ‘never have I ever’. That’s where I got stuck.
“Never have I ever kissed a girl I live with!” Louis shouted. You can’t target people, that’s not fair. The game stopped as everyone stared at me waiting to see if I’ll put down a finger. Eventually I gave in and dropped it, leaving my middle finger up for all to see.
They giggled like school girls but didn’t mention it again. Alyssa is going to kill me if anyone finds out.
Alyssa’s Point of View
I stared at the left over blue paint and painted a circle on the wall across from my bed next to the heart. I filled it in and then regretted it. My beautifully splatted heart is now next to a bug blob that looks like a deformed tear drop. That’s probably what I look like when I cry.
Marilyn is out with her family tonight and Luke is with some friends which leaves me alone in my room. Harry and his friends are in the next room over and the last thing I want to hear is their drunk selves. I changed into some sweats and walked downstairs and grabbed some double stuffed oreos and peanut butter. That’ll cure everything. I tempted myself to cut but there are way too many people here that’ll spread the word. Instead I sat like a man and spread my legs apart, setting some milk in between them watching Transformers. Not my first choice but it’ll do.
“Alyssa?” I turned around, wiping my milk mustache to see drunk Harry standing a few feet behind the couch. I fixed my eyes back onto Shia Labeouf, the sexy man who once roamed Disney Channel, “Alyssa, can we talk?”
“Not now Harry, you have friends over,” I chuckled, “and you’re drunk.”
“Are you mad at me?” he sat down next to me and looked concerned. I sat my milk on the table and debated on this conversation that we may have. I want to be with Harry so much but now isn’t the time to talk about it. My mood isn’t in the best place right now and his mind is far from okay.
“No, I’m not mad. I just think you should go—“
A kiss, a drunken kiss forced upon my lips. Even though our lips were locked yesterday I missed it so much. I didn’t resist, I let him lean into me and rest his forehead against mine. Every time he touches me I feel a sensation throughout my body, most of the time it burns my heart, in a good way that is.
“Harry stop, you’re drunk and you were right earlier. We can’t do this right now.” I sat him up and away from me. He looks so sad, so heart broken.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you Alyssa. I just want what’s best for us. I don’t ever want to leave you but what if they take me away? And I’m leaving next June, what are we going to do?”
I don’t know, I thought to myself. “We’ll figure it out. Now go back to your friends.” I pecked him on the cheek and heard the garage door opening, “come on Harry, we need to get you upstairs.
Notes
This is a little 'to be continued', I have to go to verizon blahhh!I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please keep leaving comments! I love reading them!
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@Hannah!
I'm not sure yet! I'll have to see where it goes because it will be a little different.
5/26/15