Behind The Backstage Doors

Alison woke up with a terrible headache. She covered her face with her hand and groaned. She didn't know where she was and she tried to open her eyes but it just made the headache even worse. Her right arm was numb and at first she didn't know why but then she realized someone was on top of it. She turned her head to look at the person next to her but regretted it right away.

"Oh god. No, no, no," she groaned even louder when the memories of last night started to flood back to her mind. She forced herself to sit up and look around. Her and Harry's clothes were lying on the floor and when she spotted her dress she slowly pulled herself off the coach and stood up. She picked the dress from the floor and digged the pockets. When she couldn't find her phone she threw the dress back on the floor.

"Harry," she whisper-yelled because she heard someone already awake downstairs. She picked her underware from the floor and quickly put them on. When Harry wasn't showing any signs of waking she shook his body and called his name again. She needed to get him up.

"Harry, I can't find my phone," she said and pushed him even harder. He rolled to his back and run his hands through his hair.

"Don't be so loud," he groaned.

"But you need to get up! I don't know what time is it and someone might come here," her words made him stood up quickly. She tried to avoid watching him when he was picking up their clothes naked but she couldn't help but glance at him a few times.

"There is it!" he said when he found her phone under the coach. He handed it to her and she quickly took it avoiding his gaze.

"We need to get out of here. Everyone's awake soon," she told him after checking the time. When she realized she was half naked in front of him she quickly picked the blanket to cover her. He chuckled but she ignored him.

"So does last night mean that you agree with my suggestion?" he asked while pulling his jeans on. She didn't say anything just waited for him to get dressed.

"Just go now," she told him when he was ready. He stepped closer to her trying to catch her eyes but she turned her head. He sighed out deeply and then headed downstairs. When he was gone she remembered her headache again so she fell on the coach and closed her eyes.

She didn't know how long she had been there drifting on and off sleep but when she felt someone sitting next to her she was wide awake suddenly.

When she opened her eyes and saw Louis grinning at her she groaned loudly. "Go away," she whined trying to pull up the blanket but Louis was quicker. He jerked it of her grip and then threw it on the floor.

"Louis!" she screamed as loud as she could and stood up. She picked a sofa pillow and started to hit him with it. He fell on the floor and tried to protect himself with his hands while he was laughing loudly.

"What the heck is going on here!? I thought someone was trying to kill you Alison," Liam said out of breath as he ran in the room. She stopped hitting Louis for a while to look at Liam but when Louis tried to escape she pulled him back by his shirt.

"I'm not done with you. You little-..." she started.

"Liam help me! She's gonna kill me," Louis yelled.

"What did you do to her?" Liam asked calmly and it was then when Alison realized she was still just in her underware. She stopped hitting Louis and felt her cheeks reddening when she looked down and noticed she was indeed in her bra and strings in front of Liam.

"Hey I'm not the bad guy here! I was only trying to help her and she just attacked me! Harry told me Alison was so drunk that she passed out here last night so I voluntarily brought her clothes and pain killers and..." Louis rambled but Alison didn't listen anymore. She sat down on the coach and leaned her head on her hands groaning loudly. She heard Liam walking out of the room and mumbling something about the bus leaving soon.

"Here you go, babe," Louis finally offered her water and pain killers and she took them gratefully. He put the jeans and shirt he had brought her next to her and she smiled at him. Regardless he still felt like a brother to her.

"Come downstairs when you're ready. We have left over pizza from yesterday!" he chirped happily and Alison managed to grin at him when he stood up and left her alone. She really didn't feel like eating anything at the moment. Especially not left over pizza.

Now when she was alone her mind started to race. What would have happened if she hadn't woken up and someone had found her and Harry? They really needed to be more careful. Wait what? She wasn't going to do that again. It was a one off.

But she knew she was already too deep when she had let it happen. Could it really be that bad if no one was going to find out? And if it was just physical between them? Like friends with benefits. But actually they weren't even friends so it'd be just benefits. Like tour benefits. They both would get what they wanted.

They just needed to be more careful for now on. She thought. And she needed to set some rules for him. Rule number one: No fucking in the bus when there were people around. She shook her head smiling as she pulled her jeans on. She couldn't believe she was agreeing this. But she was and she was also going to tell him today.


But Alison didn't have a clue where she was putting herself into.

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