It Just Sort of Happened (On Hold)

Chapter 15- It Just Sort of Happened

(Harry’s POV)

All was peaceful and serene as I lay on the couch this Saturday morning. I heard birds chirp and saw a glow from the sun peek through my closed eye lids. I turned over, stretching out my legs, keeping my eyes shut and snuggled my head deeper into the cushions. It was quiet and calm, almost too calm. I realized this, seconds before feeling a pair of hands grasp my shoulders and shake them brutally.

“Harry! Harry!” The voice hissed. I moaned not wanting to wake up just yet. My muscles ached from the uncomfortable position I fell asleep in last night. “Harry, get up!” The voice hissed louder and soon the hands pushed me off the couch.

I groaned and opened my eyes holding the back of my head that hit the ground. It was Sienna who had waked me up, “What? What is it?”

She had strain in her voice, “What am I doing here?” Just as I thought, She didn’t remember. My chest tightened a bit but I pushed past it.

I breathed in deeply and got up from the floor, “What’s the last thing you remember?”

Her forehead wrinkled as she concentrated on remembering, “I was at Maisie’s party last night and I chugged my fifth or so beer, I think. Maisie came out from her basement and asked me to help her carry up some bottles of Sambuca and a few others.” She tried to go on, “My memory just fogs up there.” 

I patted the seat next to me on the couch for her to sit down, “Well when I got there you were pretty much totally drunk. You were in the kitchen with Marcus and Ryan and he tried to put something into your drink so I brought you home. Well, actually, you didn’t want to go home and I couldn’t really just leave you there bent like that so I just snuck you into my room.”

I could see the tiredness on her face, she was definitely hungover, “Well I can’t remember any of that but ok.” She paused for a second, “Did anything else happen last night that I should know about?”

I questioned, “What do you mean?”

She puffed, “Well like…did I say anything weird or maybe do things that I wouldn’t normally have done?” Oh not really we just kissed, no big deal.

I laughed, “Well doesn’t everyone do that when they’re drunk?”

“So, I did then?” She bit her lip and leaned back on the couch. “I don’t feel good at all.” I got up from the couch and went into the bathroom to look for some painkillers.

“Do you want some Advil? I bet your head is killing you.” I heard her shuffle towards me and she grabbed the container from my hands. She poured out three pills and popped them into her mouth without any water. “Should I be worried that you’re so good at that?”

She rolled her eyes, “Not really, I’m just good at it cause of dance. I’ve gone through too many injuries to count.”

She turned on her toes and walked out into my kitchen. She was still wearing my sweats from last night but now she had her hair up in a ponytail. Her curls bounced with every move she made and I wasn’t sure what to say to her.

“So, um, are you going to leave today or should I expect you for another night?” I grabbed two bowls out from the cabinets and pulled out a box of cereal.

“I don’t know…” She was looking outside the window seeming to be more absorbed by what was going on out there than what I was saying. I moved over to the spot next to her to see what she was looking at. There was a silver Audi parked in her driveway, the same Audi that was there a week or so ago when I dropped her off when it started raining. Now I know why she didn’t want to get out.