Imperfections
Chapter five
Jamie's POV
I wake up lying on something hard,yet soft. What I thought I was at Perries? I slowly attempt to open my eyes, but shut them as soon as they come into contact with the light. Ugh stupid hangover.
I move around a little more as I feel the headache start to kick in. It's at this point that I realize there is something muscular and warm behind me.
I open my eyes again, just this time slower, and notice a male arm draped over me, the other my head was resting on. A blanket covering our bottom half's.
I move my head a bit more to see the male I had been sleeping with (not literally).
I gasp and jump back, making me fall off the couch and onto my ass. My lack of silence makes his eyes shoot open and his body quickly raise.
"What the fuck Harry, why were you sleeping with me" my choice of words made him laugh. "Shut up, you know what I meant". He stands up shaking his head as he silently laughs. "Don't you have a hangover?" I place my heavy feeling head into my hands. "Love, I drank a heck of a lot less than you last night" he says walking around the room. He looks like he's looking for something.
I slowly stand up. Ugh I feel all sticky, but the cold floor feels good on my bare feet. I take in my surroundings and realize that I'm not at Perries, but still at Louis. I follow Harry into the kitchen were we find Louis himself, sleeping on the island.
"Harry, what happened last night?" I look up at him. He sighs as he takes out his phone and enters his password. He clicks on his photo app and the first photo. "Keep scrolling, I'll wake Lou" I did as I am told.
My hand instantly flies to my mouth as a chow on my nail, a habit I have yet to break,at the first picture.
"You kissed me?" I ask, looking up from the screen. He simply shakes his head. "Keep scrolling" so I scroll to the next photo when I find a video. I look up at him one more and he nods. Giving me approval to click play.
"Dare" Harry challenges.
"I dare you to kiss the girl in the room, who you find the most gorgeous" Harry's face instantly changes from a smile.
He slowly approaches me.m"Jamie" He breathes out. "Oh hey Harry" I slur. He bends down so that he is more my height, but I can't hear it since the person filming it was too far.
He pulls away and he instantly look at me.
"Harry" I wobbly stand. "Come here handsome" I lazily drapes my arms around his neck and presses my lips to his again.
And the video stops. And all I do is stare at the screen. I was so concentrated on the video that I didn't realize Harry got Louis up. Man up Jamie, you can do it. You do not like him anyway.
"So we kisses. Big whoop. We were drunk Harry it's alright" I put on my best, and probably fakest smile and I return his phone. "Louis, can I please have some Advil? My head hurts like a bitch" I totally fake laugh. He nods and doesn't complain.
Harry looks shocked. Almost sad. "Look Harry,this isn't a movie. I'm not going to drunkenly kiss you and them fall madly in love. I'm sorry but this is reality" he nods and walks over to the fridge. I flick it off.
I continuously search the house for my belongings. Louis kindly brought me the pills and some water. He even took two himself. My headache started dissolving. And I luckily found my shoes. Unfortunately they we're buy the pool but not damaged.
I found my purse and a coat hanger and immediately look for my phone inside. I click the square button and the time says 11:45. Shit. My mom and both both haven't called. Thank god. But I have 2 messages from Nick. And 3 from Perrie. 4 from Becca.
Shit, it's times like these I need a smoke. I walk back to the kitchen to find Louis and Harry talking but they instantly stop once I walk in. "Um, Harry could you give me a lift home?" I ask politely. "Sure" he picks up his keys and we say our good byes to Louis as I grab my shoes and purse.
About ten minutes of the silent car ride, only the radio softly playing, I can take it anymore. "Harry, can I please have a smoke".
"Really. Now?" I nod my head. "Please". "No, it's a new car and if my mum smells smoke I'm going to get into shit. So no" he demands.
"Fuck you Styles" I mumble. "Fuck me? Really Jamie!? Why do you hate me so much. I'm being as kind as I can to you, even though last night when we kissed I felt something like never before and all you say is that it's nothing. I mean what kind of drunk are you? A stupid drunk? Because I know what I felt and I'm pretty damn sure you felt it to. And now all you can say is fuck me" he yells.
I look out the front windscreen as tears brim my eyes. "Are you done Harry" I ask quietly. "Jamie, I- I'm sorry I just-"
"Save it Harry" I shake my head as I pick up my things. I open the door and put one bare foot on the floor. I look aback at the curly headed boy. He has such sorrow in his features.
As I slowly shut the door I say one more thing.
"I'm an honest drunk Harry"
I wake up lying on something hard,yet soft. What I thought I was at Perries? I slowly attempt to open my eyes, but shut them as soon as they come into contact with the light. Ugh stupid hangover.
I move around a little more as I feel the headache start to kick in. It's at this point that I realize there is something muscular and warm behind me.
I open my eyes again, just this time slower, and notice a male arm draped over me, the other my head was resting on. A blanket covering our bottom half's.
I move my head a bit more to see the male I had been sleeping with (not literally).
I gasp and jump back, making me fall off the couch and onto my ass. My lack of silence makes his eyes shoot open and his body quickly raise.
"What the fuck Harry, why were you sleeping with me" my choice of words made him laugh. "Shut up, you know what I meant". He stands up shaking his head as he silently laughs. "Don't you have a hangover?" I place my heavy feeling head into my hands. "Love, I drank a heck of a lot less than you last night" he says walking around the room. He looks like he's looking for something.
I slowly stand up. Ugh I feel all sticky, but the cold floor feels good on my bare feet. I take in my surroundings and realize that I'm not at Perries, but still at Louis. I follow Harry into the kitchen were we find Louis himself, sleeping on the island.
"Harry, what happened last night?" I look up at him. He sighs as he takes out his phone and enters his password. He clicks on his photo app and the first photo. "Keep scrolling, I'll wake Lou" I did as I am told.
My hand instantly flies to my mouth as a chow on my nail, a habit I have yet to break,at the first picture.
"You kissed me?" I ask, looking up from the screen. He simply shakes his head. "Keep scrolling" so I scroll to the next photo when I find a video. I look up at him one more and he nods. Giving me approval to click play.
"Dare" Harry challenges.
"I dare you to kiss the girl in the room, who you find the most gorgeous" Harry's face instantly changes from a smile.
He slowly approaches me.m"Jamie" He breathes out. "Oh hey Harry" I slur. He bends down so that he is more my height, but I can't hear it since the person filming it was too far.
He pulls away and he instantly look at me.
"Harry" I wobbly stand. "Come here handsome" I lazily drapes my arms around his neck and presses my lips to his again.
And the video stops. And all I do is stare at the screen. I was so concentrated on the video that I didn't realize Harry got Louis up. Man up Jamie, you can do it. You do not like him anyway.
"So we kisses. Big whoop. We were drunk Harry it's alright" I put on my best, and probably fakest smile and I return his phone. "Louis, can I please have some Advil? My head hurts like a bitch" I totally fake laugh. He nods and doesn't complain.
Harry looks shocked. Almost sad. "Look Harry,this isn't a movie. I'm not going to drunkenly kiss you and them fall madly in love. I'm sorry but this is reality" he nods and walks over to the fridge. I flick it off.
I continuously search the house for my belongings. Louis kindly brought me the pills and some water. He even took two himself. My headache started dissolving. And I luckily found my shoes. Unfortunately they we're buy the pool but not damaged.
I found my purse and a coat hanger and immediately look for my phone inside. I click the square button and the time says 11:45. Shit. My mom and both both haven't called. Thank god. But I have 2 messages from Nick. And 3 from Perrie. 4 from Becca.
Shit, it's times like these I need a smoke. I walk back to the kitchen to find Louis and Harry talking but they instantly stop once I walk in. "Um, Harry could you give me a lift home?" I ask politely. "Sure" he picks up his keys and we say our good byes to Louis as I grab my shoes and purse.
About ten minutes of the silent car ride, only the radio softly playing, I can take it anymore. "Harry, can I please have a smoke".
"Really. Now?" I nod my head. "Please". "No, it's a new car and if my mum smells smoke I'm going to get into shit. So no" he demands.
"Fuck you Styles" I mumble. "Fuck me? Really Jamie!? Why do you hate me so much. I'm being as kind as I can to you, even though last night when we kissed I felt something like never before and all you say is that it's nothing. I mean what kind of drunk are you? A stupid drunk? Because I know what I felt and I'm pretty damn sure you felt it to. And now all you can say is fuck me" he yells.
I look out the front windscreen as tears brim my eyes. "Are you done Harry" I ask quietly. "Jamie, I- I'm sorry I just-"
"Save it Harry" I shake my head as I pick up my things. I open the door and put one bare foot on the floor. I look aback at the curly headed boy. He has such sorrow in his features.
As I slowly shut the door I say one more thing.
"I'm an honest drunk Harry"
Notes
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Sorry that this is such a short chapter, I was going to make it longer but then I couldn't find time. So I'll defiantly work on the next chapter and it should be up soon.
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