****Harry's Point of View***
I checked my phone again, for the 4th time at rehearsals, checking to see if she would call. Nothing yet.
"Haz, man, you gotta stop calling her. She's gonna think you're a stalker." my bandmate, Zayn Malik says, laughing.
My other bandmate, Louis chuckled and nodded. "Funny thing is that Harry is acually stalking her right now......"
I fake laugh and throw my water bottle at them while they cackle. It was 1pm and I was at rehearsals with the boys. The other boys, Liam and Niall had gone out for lunch while Louis and Zayn stayed, so they could make sure I don't call Lily again. And they were being major pains in the ass.
To be fair, I had called her 4 times, but it's not like it mattered. Katie picked up everytime, saying that Lily hasn't woken up since I dropped her off at 2am, drunk, leaving my number and making Katie promise to call me to let me know that Lily was okay.
So, now I'm just waiting for her call. It wasn't my intentions to get her drunk but when this girl let loose, she really let loose. She drank more than any girl I've ever seen, it was quite impressive.
Another pressing matter was that I couldn't stop thinking about her. I just kept reliving how much fun we had, the way my head rested on her shoulder, and how sexy her confidence was. The boys knew since the beginning of rehearsals that nothing was getting accomplished until I got a call from Lily.
"Maybe you should just go to her place? Instead of sitting here... moping......" Louis says, pretending to make a sad crying face. Zayn had another fit of laughter. They obviously enjoyed making in fun of me, especially since I've never made such a deal about a girl. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I enjoy being with a different girl every night, it just happens. But Lily is different and they boys didn't understand exactly why.
"Why are you even so caught up on her? She's beautiful, but why, really?" Zayn asks, tossing a towel around.
I take a deep breath. I had to talk about it so I can stop thinking about it. " I don't even know, man. It's just the way she carrys herself. She's so sure of what she wants. And maybe it's the fact that she's not as interested in me as I am in her and the way she challenges me." I ramble.
Louis and Zayn stare at me seriously before Louis starts laughing again. "Young Harry is in lurveeeeeeee......." Louis sings, Zayn joining in. I couldn't help but chuckle, then I rolled my eyes and got up, grabbing my keys and phone.
'Fuck it. I'm gonna go see her."
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I rang the once, hoping that's all it took. No one opened the door though, so I rang it two more times before I heard a groan from inside and a shuffling of feet.
"What?" says a tired looking Lily, her hair tied up in a bun with sweats and a t-shirt on. I smiled.
"Well, it's nice to see you too." I say sweetly.
She fully opened her eyes and gasped, almost closing the door on me. "What're you doing here?! I'm not even dressed!" She slightly yells.
I laugh. "Relax, princess. I'm not taking you anywhere. I just wanted to see if you were okay, you had quite a bit last night."
She sighs and walks back into the flat, leaving the door open. I took that as an invitation inside.
"You alright? Does you head hurt?" I ask, sitting down next to Lily on the little white couch that I had slept on drunkedly just a day ago.
