"Come here! I want to introduce you to someone!" Louis yelled over the music. We were at club with a group of friends. I had met Louis about half a year ago at this very same club when he was celebrating some award they had won with his band mates. We were quite good friends now. I couldn't think that he was in the biggest boyband of the world 'cause he was always so funny and warm.

I said good byes to my friends before Louis led me through the crowd. He took me to the VIP area and showed me to sat down. I looked around as Louis came to sit next to me. "So here's Alison!" He yelled and I saw that Harry, Liam, Niall and Zayn were sitting around the table. There were also some girls and I could see Louis' girlfriend Eleanor with them. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Harry," I looked up to meet green eyes and curly hair. He stretched his hand towards me and I shook it smiling. I greeted the other guys as well and I was suprised when Niall came to hug me. "We've heard about you a lot," Liam said and winked at me. "Hopefully only good things," I said and glared at Louis. "Well...I think that night when you were so drunk you couldn't stand properly was too hilarious not to share with anyone," he laughed and I could feel my cheeks turned red. "You little bastard," I said and everyone laughed.

We talked and drank until it was midnight and the girls wanted to dance. Louis, Niall and Zayn thought it was a good idea and they went to the dance floor with them. So I was just with Liam and Harry then. There was an awkward silence for a while before Harry opened his mouth and asked how I had met Louis. I told him and he wanted to know more about my life.

I told him that I lived here, in London, and worked as a photographer. He was interested about my work and I told him about it. I usually shooted models for magazines and stuff but I also had jobs for example in weddings. I didn't even notice that there were some girls standing in front of our table staring at us. "So are you coming then?" one of them smiled. "They asked us to dance. I can come," Liam grinned and left. We continued our conversation and drank beer after beer. Harry was such a laugh and our sense of humor was quite the same.

"Why are you sitting here. It's no fun!" Niall shouted and came to sit with Harry and me. I felt my head was spinning when I looked around and saw the club was almost empty. Only the dance floor was still full of drunk people. "Uhm, we've got still time to dance... Harry... are you coming," I tried to stand put fell back to chair. "It's just 2:30 and club closes at 3am, come on!" I said and stood up again. I tried to pull Harry up with me. "Alison, I think it's time for you to go home," Niall laughed and helped me to stand. "Noo! I didn't have time to dance. Please Niall I wanna dance," I said and tried to walk straight to the dance floor. Harry came to hold me. "Okay, we can dance a little and then we'll get off," he said to my ear and we started to move our bodies. I felt light headed and I leaned my body against Harry. He put his arms to my hips and I put mine to his neck. We were dancing hotly and Harry started to kiss my neck and I felt his arms were moving to my bum. I smirked and pressed my lips to his. The kiss started slowly but it was just lust soon. "My apartment is just 15 minutes from here," I said when we finally stopped. "What we're waiting then," he grinned.

We said quickly good bye's and then got off the club. We left from the back door so there were no paparazzi in front of the cab. The driver left us to my house and we went in. I lived in the top of the building so we had to wait the elevator. As soon as we got in the elevator we were already kissing.

When we got to my apartment I slammed the door behind me and led Harry to my bedroom. "You're hot," he said between the kisses. I was a little bit more sober already but I still couldn't think clearly and stop what we were doing. We fell to my bed and he took his shirt off. His bare chest was warm and soft and I couldn't help myself as I started to kiss it. He helped me to open my dress zipper and then ripped it off. "Huh, you're anxious," I said and slammed playfully his large bulge. "Uh yeah, I can't get this belt off," he mumbled and I helped him. When Harry's jeans were lying on the floor he started to kiss me all over my body. He unclasped my bra and sucked my nipples. I was moaning and pulling his hair. After that he pulled my knickers and also his boxers off. I was mindless during the end of the night as he was fucking my brain off.

I woke up and my head was killing me. I sat up and looked around. I could see my dress on the floor and there were also strange jeans lying with it. Suddenly I remembered last night. I peeked under the covers next to me and saw there was no one. I sighed but then realized his clothes were still here. So he had to be here also unless he had left naked. I put my head to my hands. I had got drunken sex with Harry Styles. How could I be so stupid?

I could hear the door opened and someone came sit next to me but I didn't want to look up. "Oh, you've woke up, Alison," he said with his raspy morning voice. "Well... I don't know what to say. Should I be sorry? Oh, I need to ask you... do you use pills? 'Cause if you can't remember we had... sex last night," Harry struggled. I sat in silence keeping my eyes closed partly because I didn't want to look at his face but also because my head was honestly killing me. "Say something, please. And oh, I brought you glass of water and painkillers," he said and I finally looked up. He was smiling with his half mouth and I took the painkillers and drank my water. "We were quite drunk last night. I just remember we were kissing and then we got here. Then just blank. But I can guess what we were doing," he laughed and pointed our clothes that were all over the floor. "Harry, can you shut the fuck up. This isn't funny at all," I said and rubbed my forehead. "And yes, I remember what we were doing last night and yes I took pills and can you just leave now," I shouted angrily.

He didn't say anything just picked his clothes from the floor and got dressed. When he was done he looked at me from the door. "By the way, I did breakfast for you. It's in the kitchen," he said harshly and left. I could hear that he slammed the door. I wrapped the blanket around me and walked to kitchen. He had cooked pancakes and they were on the tray probably 'cause he was planning to brought them to bed. I slammed my head 'cause of my stupidity. I was so angry to myself for letting it happen. I couldn't eat anything so I threw away the pancakes. I remembered I had some work to do today so I started to get ready.

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