My head pounds extremely hard as I open my eyes, staring at a white wall as I lie on my side, the covers bundled around me.

But I don’t ever sleep with the covers all on me, so that must mean I’m not alone right now. And plus, my bedroom walls aren’t white, they’re greyish. Damn it..

I sit up, putting my head on my forehead. I groan a little as I throw my legs off the bed and find the strength in myself to stand up. I realize that the shorts I have on aren’t even shorts, they’re Calvin Klein boxers.

What the hell? Where am I? All I can remember is drinking and kissing. But that's almost all I can remember, I think?

I go through a door that leads me to a very small kitchen and living room type room. I assume it’s a hotel room, it looks like it.

I see the muscular back of a tall person standing in pajama pants, whistling to himself as he slaves over the stove, flipping what appears to be pancakes.

He turns around and I suddenly remember a little bit of last night’s events, blurry, but I still remember him. His eyes. His smirk. His smile. His kiss. His touch.

Almost everything he done.

His name is Harry, I knew that before I met him, but still.. that’s him alright.

‘’Well, good mornin’ beautiful.’’ He smiles as he walks over to me, placing his hands on my waist. He pulls me to him and he gives me a light kiss on my lips. ‘’Did you sleep well?’’ He asks concerned a little for me.

‘’Yeah.. my head hurts though.’’ I mumble, telling him the honest truth. I was raised to lie as little as I possible can. Lies are never the answer, only if its something major. Like a secret.

‘’You want some medicine?’’ He asks, his eyebrows raised as he looks down on me. He is much taller than me. ‘’Please.’’ I almost whisper and he nods before kissing my forehead and walking over to the door that goes to the bedroom.

As I look down at my appearance again, the boxers and the oversized white shirt, my hair a mess, I wonder something.

Did I have sex.. with Harry Styles? I panic, afraid I lost myself last night. I slide my hands down into the boxers, spreading my feet apart just to be able to get a good judgment. I slowly slide my finger into my self.

Thankfully though, I hit my resistance. And it’s a blessing.

But wait, if we didn’t have sex, then why can’t I remember everything? The last thing I remember is licking whiskey off him, my suggestion. But after that one time.. everything’s sorta blurry.

My thoughts get interrupted as I see Harry walk past me. But he stops, and turns around, smiling just a little. ‘’You looking for something?’’ He asks with a laugh. I look down, realizing my hand was still in the boxers.

I pull my hand out, wiping it off on the shirt. It wasn’t anything on there, but I done it just incase. ‘’No..’’ I say, feeling my cheeks burn red with embarrassment. ‘’Okay, well that’s good.’’ He winks a little before continuing his walk to the fridge.

He gets something out and as he turns around, I see it’s a bottle of water. Harry walks back over to me, handing me two pills.

I take them as he opens the water for me, soon handing it to me as well. I put the pills in my mouth, washing them down with the nice, cold water.I hand him the water back and he gladly takes it, returning it to its place in the fridge.

‘’So, I hope you like pancakes, love.’’ He says as he goes back to the stove. ‘’Yeah.. I do.’’ I say as I walk over to the small dining table. I sit down just as he’s bringing me a cup of coffee.

‘’Here you go, madam.’’ He winks a little as he sits the cup down. ‘’I hope its perfect.’’ He whispers as he leans to me, kissing my forehead gently. I look inside the cup. Its not pure black coffee, but has a tannish color to it. Just the way I like it.

‘’It is.’’ I mumble lightly. He looks over his shoulder, smiling at me before paying his attention back to the pancakes. ‘’Um.. I have a question.’’ I say loud enough so he can hear me.

‘’Yeah?’’ He asks without looking back at me. ‘’What.. did we do.. last night?’’ I ask, concerned for myself, and a little for him, but mainly myself.

‘’Well, how far can you remember? What’s the last thing you know for certain happened between us?’’ he asks me as he walks over to the table, sitting on top of it beside me. He looks down at me as I think of the very last little thing.

‘’Um.. you were.. licking whiskey off me.. and then.. I don’t really know.’’ I say as I glance up to see him biting his lip as he stares at me in awe. I blush a little as I look casually at the floor, trying to hide my face from him.

“Well.. just that afterwards.. we went to bed not too long after we cleaned ourselves free of the residue from the liquor and eachother’s spit. You took a bath, I waited in the bed for you.’’ He says as he gets off the table top and returns to the stove.

“Why are you.. treating me like.. this?’’ I ask as I stand up and walk over to him, to watch him mainly. But also to get to see him. He is just beautiful. Everything about him.. its wonderful.

“Because, I care about you.. and I think.. that I like you.. more than you realize it.’’ He says truthfully as he flips over a pancake. ‘’Oh.. you.. care?’’ I ask, shocked a little.

‘’Of course I care, that’s why I wanted you last night.. I wanted to be able to hold you.. and kiss you.. and touch you.’’ He mumbles, smiling a little as he looks over at me.

‘’But.. we didn’t.. have sex.. so why do.. you want.. anything to do.. with me?’’ I ask, my words separated because of my nervousness.

‘’Sex isn't all people want these days, love. I actually want some one to hold.. like I said, I wanted to do those things to you. And just because we didn’t have sex doesn’t mean I don’t care.’’ He tells me
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I keep quiet, not sure how to react. Before I knew it, though, he had the pancakes ready and we sat down, beginning to eat.

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