The Only One for Me
Always
Aly's POV
Knock knock knock
I awoke with a start and exclaimed in pain. My head felt like it was being squeezed in every direction, and I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Mrrgggggg," I groaned at the door as a sign that whoever it was could enter. They did. “They,” meaning my parents, Sarah, and Riley. Seeing Riley made me want to throw up even more.
"You okay?" Asked Sarah worriedly. I nodded. Of course she didn't know why I had a hangover, as I hadn't gone drinking with her, but she knew that I had a hangover alright. Suddenly I realized that I was soaked with sweat and only wearing a lacy bra and a mini skirt, and with a shriek I pulled back the covers to conceal my exposed body.
"Why are you guys here?" I asked, slightly hostile. I mean, they had totally invaded my privacy, but it wasn't like either of them had never seen me wearing nearly nothing. Still, I was pissed.
Riley shuffled his feet, "Can I speak to you when you're dressed?" He asked.
"Of course," I answered from under my blanket. "Just give me a few minutes."
They all left, and I was left with the incredibly difficult job of making myself look presentable, and by the time I was done, all of the memories from the night before came flying back at me.
-12 hours earlier-
I was lying on the floor in my room, sobbing. “God fucking dammit!” I screamed over and over. Why couldn’t I have just avoided Riley and kept on loving Harry? It wasn’t fair. Everything had to happen to me. In a moment of panic, I called Riley. We made plans to go to the only bar in town that would sell to minors, and we decided it would be the best way to go. Unfortunately, we were very, very wrong.
I dressed up in my sexiest: A lacy black crop top and very tight, very short pink mini skirt, all over a lacy pink matching bra and thong set [ http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=124776684 ]. I felt hotter than I’d felt in a while. Riley and I met up at the bar, and I drank. A lot. Towards the end of the night, when I’d had about 15 too many shots, it got really bad. I tried to call Harry, but Riley stopped me. So, with a need to call Harry, I faked being on the verge of vomiting, and called him from the bathroom.
The call went like this:
Aly: Harryyyy, you’re stupidddd
Harry: Are you drunk?
Aly: Noooo you prick, I’m just having funn with an old frieeendd
Harry: Who are you with? Do they know you’re like this?
Aly: Don’t worry about me babbyyyy I’mmm jussst finneee
Harry: I’m serious Aly, who are you with?
Aly: My new/old mannncannnnddy andddd gueessss whaatt babbyyy?
I’mm going hommmmmmme withhhhh himmmmm
Harry: I am so through with this. Maybe we should take a break.
-Call ended-
I came out of the bathroom with new tears on my face. “Come onnnn Rileyyyyyyyy, we’re going to fuckkkkkkkkkk tonightttttt,”
----
I came out of my room and saw Riley waiting for me. “I’m so sorry!” I blurted out immediately, and fell into his arms. “I’m so sorry I pulled you into my messed up life again.” He smiled.
“It’s totally okay,” he replied. “I had actually missed the way we fit together. We were perfect, Aly, do you miss it too?”
This made me tear up. “Harry, it was fun, but I really love Harry, and I still haven’t gotten over what you did to me in high school. It hurt, and I know Harry would never hurt me like that. I really need to sort things out with him before I can even think about what we did last night.” He looked crushed. “Right now, I really need you to go. I’m so sorry.” Before he could reply, I ran into my room and closed the door, upon doing which, I burst into tears, for probably the 80th time in a week.
I picked up my phone and called my number 1 speed-dial. He picked up immediately. “Aly? Are you okay?” He sounded concerned, which made me feel even worse.
“I’m fine, besides a splitting headache and a broken heart. And I’m really, really sorry about what happened last night.” My tears were clearly audible, and he seemed to hear them.
“Aly, it’s okay, stop crying, darling. I still love you, and nothing could ever change that fact. But I am really worried about what happened last night. Did anything happen that made you do what you did?”
“Actually, it was Twitter. I couldn’t stand reading the things that people were saying about me. It was insane, and I couldn’t help feeling like it was my fault for making such horrible decisions in life, so, of course, I did what any normal person would do: I made even more horrible decisions.” He laughed. “Do you really think we should take a break, Haz? Because I am positive that you are the best thing that has ever been a part of my life, and I don’t want to lose you.”
“Of course not, Aly. As long as you promise to keep away from alcohol until I see you again!” We laughed together, and I was filled with a warm feeling that I hadn’t felt since the night of the Prom Do-over. I felt as though my mind and heart had been soothed by some metaphysical painkiller. For the first time in a while, I was totally comfortable and happy.
Harry’s POV
“I’m just not sure that she’s going to be completely trustworthy from now on, Haz!” The boys were lecturing me, and Zayn was definitely not Aly’s number 1 fan. “I mean, she hooked up with the guy who cheated on her in a different state, and who ditched her at prom. I don’t think she’s been making very good decisions lately.”
I interrupted him, “Wait, she hooked up with RILEY?!!” Zayn shuffled awkwardly.
“Yeah… She called me this morning after she called you. She spilled everything.”
I glared at him, but I wasn’t mad at him, I was mad at Aly.
“I swear, she’s getting to be a huge handful.” I groaned and put my head in my hands.
“Do you love her?” I choked on my coke.
“What, Lou?” I asked Lou Teasdale, who happened to be styling our hair while we were discussing my girlfriend.
“Do you love Aly anyways?” she asked again.
“Yes.” I stated simply. “I will always love her.”
Aly's POV
"Oh Aly, what have you done?" Sarah groaned after I had told the story of the drinking mishap to her and my mother.
My mom was shocked. "YOU WERE DRINKING?!?!?!" She had shrieked when I first told her. I swear I thought I was going to be grounded until I was 80.
But after I told her what had happened afterwards, she just pitied me. It was kind of a pitiful story...
"Aly, this is worse than anything you've ever done. It's even worse than the time you and Riley hooked up in the bathroom and got caught by Mr. Malorne. It's worse than when you came to school without a shirt on because you had only gotten an hour of sleep. It's worse than-"
"Okay, Sare-bear, I think we know how bad it is. I don't even know what to do!" I cut her off before she could spill every single secret I had ever kept. My mom's face was already redder than a tomato, and I really didn't want to work her much more.
"Mom, I'm really sorry. If there's anything I can do to fix this, I'll do it."
She smiled. "No, there's nothing you can do, but you can answer this question for me: Do you love him?"
I sputtered, "W-what do you mean?"
"Do you love him no matter what it seems? Does all of this have no effect on your feelings for him?"
"Yes," I said. "I will always love him."
Knock knock knock
I awoke with a start and exclaimed in pain. My head felt like it was being squeezed in every direction, and I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Mrrgggggg," I groaned at the door as a sign that whoever it was could enter. They did. “They,” meaning my parents, Sarah, and Riley. Seeing Riley made me want to throw up even more.
"You okay?" Asked Sarah worriedly. I nodded. Of course she didn't know why I had a hangover, as I hadn't gone drinking with her, but she knew that I had a hangover alright. Suddenly I realized that I was soaked with sweat and only wearing a lacy bra and a mini skirt, and with a shriek I pulled back the covers to conceal my exposed body.
"Why are you guys here?" I asked, slightly hostile. I mean, they had totally invaded my privacy, but it wasn't like either of them had never seen me wearing nearly nothing. Still, I was pissed.
Riley shuffled his feet, "Can I speak to you when you're dressed?" He asked.
"Of course," I answered from under my blanket. "Just give me a few minutes."
They all left, and I was left with the incredibly difficult job of making myself look presentable, and by the time I was done, all of the memories from the night before came flying back at me.
-12 hours earlier-
I was lying on the floor in my room, sobbing. “God fucking dammit!” I screamed over and over. Why couldn’t I have just avoided Riley and kept on loving Harry? It wasn’t fair. Everything had to happen to me. In a moment of panic, I called Riley. We made plans to go to the only bar in town that would sell to minors, and we decided it would be the best way to go. Unfortunately, we were very, very wrong.
I dressed up in my sexiest: A lacy black crop top and very tight, very short pink mini skirt, all over a lacy pink matching bra and thong set [ http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=124776684 ]. I felt hotter than I’d felt in a while. Riley and I met up at the bar, and I drank. A lot. Towards the end of the night, when I’d had about 15 too many shots, it got really bad. I tried to call Harry, but Riley stopped me. So, with a need to call Harry, I faked being on the verge of vomiting, and called him from the bathroom.
The call went like this:
Aly: Harryyyy, you’re stupidddd
Harry: Are you drunk?
Aly: Noooo you prick, I’m just having funn with an old frieeendd
Harry: Who are you with? Do they know you’re like this?
Aly: Don’t worry about me babbyyyy I’mmm jussst finneee
Harry: I’m serious Aly, who are you with?
Aly: My new/old mannncannnnddy andddd gueessss whaatt babbyyy?
I’mm going hommmmmmme withhhhh himmmmm
Harry: I am so through with this. Maybe we should take a break.
-Call ended-
I came out of the bathroom with new tears on my face. “Come onnnn Rileyyyyyyyy, we’re going to fuckkkkkkkkkk tonightttttt,”
----
I came out of my room and saw Riley waiting for me. “I’m so sorry!” I blurted out immediately, and fell into his arms. “I’m so sorry I pulled you into my messed up life again.” He smiled.
“It’s totally okay,” he replied. “I had actually missed the way we fit together. We were perfect, Aly, do you miss it too?”
This made me tear up. “Harry, it was fun, but I really love Harry, and I still haven’t gotten over what you did to me in high school. It hurt, and I know Harry would never hurt me like that. I really need to sort things out with him before I can even think about what we did last night.” He looked crushed. “Right now, I really need you to go. I’m so sorry.” Before he could reply, I ran into my room and closed the door, upon doing which, I burst into tears, for probably the 80th time in a week.
I picked up my phone and called my number 1 speed-dial. He picked up immediately. “Aly? Are you okay?” He sounded concerned, which made me feel even worse.
“I’m fine, besides a splitting headache and a broken heart. And I’m really, really sorry about what happened last night.” My tears were clearly audible, and he seemed to hear them.
“Aly, it’s okay, stop crying, darling. I still love you, and nothing could ever change that fact. But I am really worried about what happened last night. Did anything happen that made you do what you did?”
“Actually, it was Twitter. I couldn’t stand reading the things that people were saying about me. It was insane, and I couldn’t help feeling like it was my fault for making such horrible decisions in life, so, of course, I did what any normal person would do: I made even more horrible decisions.” He laughed. “Do you really think we should take a break, Haz? Because I am positive that you are the best thing that has ever been a part of my life, and I don’t want to lose you.”
“Of course not, Aly. As long as you promise to keep away from alcohol until I see you again!” We laughed together, and I was filled with a warm feeling that I hadn’t felt since the night of the Prom Do-over. I felt as though my mind and heart had been soothed by some metaphysical painkiller. For the first time in a while, I was totally comfortable and happy.
Harry’s POV
“I’m just not sure that she’s going to be completely trustworthy from now on, Haz!” The boys were lecturing me, and Zayn was definitely not Aly’s number 1 fan. “I mean, she hooked up with the guy who cheated on her in a different state, and who ditched her at prom. I don’t think she’s been making very good decisions lately.”
I interrupted him, “Wait, she hooked up with RILEY?!!” Zayn shuffled awkwardly.
“Yeah… She called me this morning after she called you. She spilled everything.”
I glared at him, but I wasn’t mad at him, I was mad at Aly.
“I swear, she’s getting to be a huge handful.” I groaned and put my head in my hands.
“Do you love her?” I choked on my coke.
“What, Lou?” I asked Lou Teasdale, who happened to be styling our hair while we were discussing my girlfriend.
“Do you love Aly anyways?” she asked again.
“Yes.” I stated simply. “I will always love her.”
Aly's POV
"Oh Aly, what have you done?" Sarah groaned after I had told the story of the drinking mishap to her and my mother.
My mom was shocked. "YOU WERE DRINKING?!?!?!" She had shrieked when I first told her. I swear I thought I was going to be grounded until I was 80.
But after I told her what had happened afterwards, she just pitied me. It was kind of a pitiful story...
"Aly, this is worse than anything you've ever done. It's even worse than the time you and Riley hooked up in the bathroom and got caught by Mr. Malorne. It's worse than when you came to school without a shirt on because you had only gotten an hour of sleep. It's worse than-"
"Okay, Sare-bear, I think we know how bad it is. I don't even know what to do!" I cut her off before she could spill every single secret I had ever kept. My mom's face was already redder than a tomato, and I really didn't want to work her much more.
"Mom, I'm really sorry. If there's anything I can do to fix this, I'll do it."
She smiled. "No, there's nothing you can do, but you can answer this question for me: Do you love him?"
I sputtered, "W-what do you mean?"
"Do you love him no matter what it seems? Does all of this have no effect on your feelings for him?"
"Yes," I said. "I will always love him."
Notes
I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosorry it's been so long since I updated!!!! I've been so busy, and I had to write a 12 page term paper this term. I was incredibly busy, but since it's summer now, I'll update much more often. Don't worry, I love you guys!!! Also, thanks for 3,000 views!!!!!!!! You guys are the best!
11/2/13