Fate [a Harry Styles fanfic]

Chapter 11

Melissa's POV

Where am I? God, I hope this is not what I'm thinking.

I barely can keep my eyes open. My head is on the edge of exploding.

I almost don't remember anything from last night, just the need of forgetting about Sophia and our discussion. I must have really drunk the night away cuz I can't remember with who I was. Oh but I remember being carried and kissed.

Wait...

Kissed?

I'm on someone's bed.

This is not good.

Oh my god.

With my head burning I stand up and put on my shoes that are near the dresser. I'm still on my dress. But I don't know who took off my shoes.

The door is half open so I quietly step out off the room.

Someone is arguing in other division. Sophia's loud voice multiplies my headache.

"I know she's here... Did you slept with her?"

"No..."

But I can't figure out who's that other voice.

I need to face Sophia. I didn't plan on do it right now but anyways, it's now.

And I also need to know who brought me here, and if something happened. Oh my god, it's the last time I'm getting drunk.

I take a deep breath and walk to where they are.

My mouth falls open.

Harry. I'm on Harry's appartment.

Oh god.

Both look at me like I had grown two heads.

"Oh my god Mia, are you alright?" Sophia runs at me, pulling me into her tight hug.

"I'm fine."

"I was so worried." She eyes me, expecting my reaction.

"I know. I've been there to." Now she can feel how it was when I was going insane because she was gone.

"I'm so sorry Mia. So sorry. I didn't meant to hurt you, I swear."

"Yeah whatever." She did hurted me and right now I can't really deal with this.

I walk past her. I need to talk with him.

"We need to talk." He gives one last bite on a sandwich and drinks up his cup of coffee. He's shirtless, and now I can see all of his tattoos. There's so many! But a butterfly on his upper stomach catches my eye. It's beautiful. He's beautiful.

I didn't even notice I was staring when he clears his throat.

"Mia, let's go." Sophia says in a rigid tone.

"You can go, I need to talk with him."

"You already spent here the night. God knows what happened between the two of you. It's enough, let's go." She must be asking for more like last night. But she won't have it.

"You can go, I have to talk to him. So unless you want to end up just like yesterday, leave me be." She opens her mouth but closes it right after. She knows she won't win this time. I'll cope with her later.

Now I need to know what happened. And if it happened.

"Mia just ..."

"I mean it Sophia."

Harry stay silent, doesn't say a word.

"Okay. We'll talk later." And with one last look at Harry she walks out of room.