Hiraeth

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

The door slammed shut behind me as I stormed out of the girl's house. She had to be just around 18, considering I was 19. 

She's got a real attitude for someone that small. What right does she have to kick me out of her apartment? I mean, it is her apartment, but she didn't have to be so fucking rude about it. 

She obviously forgot my name, which makes no sense because I am in one of the world's biggest bands. Either she's stupid, or was just too hungover to care. 

I'm hoping it's the second one.

No, you need to stop it Harry. Get this dumbass girl out of your head. 

What happened to me last night to cause me to follow her back all the way to her apartment, and wake up in the morning in her bed? At least I didn't wake up to her laying on top of me, or worse, me laying up next to her. 

I was waking up from a peaceful rest, my hangover getting the best of me. Even when I offered to go for a round two in the shower, she declined. Took a toll on my pride, just a little. I knew she liked what we did last night. If I'm being honest, I did too. 

No, stop.

I don't even know her fucking name. I mean she is just some random girl from the bar so I can't expect much. I think she told me it last night, but it was all a blur of hot breaths and not much small talk.

My head was a little clouded last night, and all I needed was one good fuck to make me feel better. In the moment I think it did, but right now I am not feeling so good. 

"Goddamnit," I whispered to myself, getting in my car. 

I left my fucking belt on the floor of her bedroom.

I can't go back and get it now, I think she may pepper spray me if I step foot back in there. Not that I'm scared of some small girl but I'm not in the mood right now. I'm sure I'll get it back at some point in the future. 

 I put the car in drive and drove off down the street, my hands gripping the wheel. 

What made me go up to her? There were so many other girls at the bar that night that we're dying to be all over me, but something drew me to her. The bitchiest one there. None of those other girls would have kicked me out of their apartment and turned down shower sex. 

Maybe it was god. No, fuck all this religious shit. It was just a quick hookup. It's not like I'll ever be seeing her again. 

No one would want to be around her when she's got that viewpoint on life. Shower sex is one of my favorites, around the OTHER things I like to do. Sometimes. Depends on who it is. They better be good if I'm going to do my favorites. 

A car horn beeped in front of me and I quickly swerved to the right, putting my hand out the window to flip the person off. Stupid thoughts almost got me killed. 

An incoming call came through my phone and I picked it up, having it blast through the speakers throughout my car. 

"Hello?" I said into the open air.

"Hey fuckface, get your ass over to the studio and make it quick. We need to start these auditions in about an 2 1/2 hours. Manager's gonna be mad if you don't show. We already have Zayn and Liam missing, at least you picked up your phone," He said annoyingly.

I sighed, "at least I even answered the phone at all dickhead. Fuck off I'm driving home now."

Louis made an ooo sound into the phone, "a late one night stand? Harry you rascal. You better hurry up though. Oh, Liam's calling me now, got to go. See you later okay? Show up to auditions prick." With that, he hung up the phone.