Hidden Identities // H.S

Chapter 13

     "I don't know what I did but he won't tell me!" I feel my face start to heat up even talking about it out loud.

"So," Zayn gulps down a sip of his coffee before continuing, "you didn't kiss him or sleep with him, but you did do something embarrassing. Maybe you flashed him? Sucked him off? He did to you?"

"No no no. That's part of the sex category and according to him we didn't do it." I butt in, immediately canceling out that idea.

"What's the harm in him telling you? It's your embarrassment, not his. He can't be that nice to not tell you for your own good." He shrugs, chewing on his food. I hate when people talk while chewing but I'm too curious about what I did last night that I don't care about it.

"You're right. I'm sober now and I'm feeling great compared to yesterday. I'll ask him when I'm done with my break." I nod.

After puking my brains out I fell asleep for a while then woke up again in I think Harry's room? Sober me would've loved to look around his room but I barely remember what it looks like now. I managed to walk my way back to my place and crashed there for the rest of the night. I woke up the next day feeling fine, like nothing had happened the night prior.

"The last thing I remember is chugging the whole bottle of Whiskey and asking him why he didn't stop me." No matter how much I try to remember what I did, I just can't. I can't remember anything. One minute I'm chugging whiskey from the bottle and the next I'm met with Harry bringing me water and pasta.

Zayn continues eating his lunch from Subway while nodding along. Once he finishes chewing he tells me, "Straight up ask the dude. Personally, I just think you flashed him or something. Ooh! What if you made a move?"

I laugh at his comment, "Me make a move on Harry? Zayn you truly are funny."

"Well think about it, Jane." He continues, "No kissing and no sex yet you made a fool out of yourself to the point where he won't tell you what you did. He's saving you the embarrassment by not telling you that you tried making a move on him."

"No that can't be right. I'd have to be drunk off my ass to make a mo- - oh my god. No! No no no! I have to go ask him right now! I can't live with myself if I knew I made a move on a client." I nearly hop out of my chair and start race walking to Harry's office.

His office is the floor up. I have no patience to wait for an elevator. Besides I need the exercise so I run up the flight of stairs to the next floor. I swing open the door and ignore the few stares I got. My shoes are killing me but that's the last thing that's going to stop me right now. No way I made a move on Harry. Did I? I don't know but I need the confirmation that I didn't.

I finally get to his office, taking a deep breath before walking inside. I place my hand on the knob and push the door open, "Harry-"

"Jesus!" I hear a muffled female voice.

I look towards Harry's desk and I see him quickly buckling up his pants.

Oh shit.

This is why we should knock.

A girl with blonde hair comes up from underneath his desk and that's when I finally start processing everything.

"Shit! I'm so sorry-" I hover my hand over my eyes as I hear more rustling. Why the hell am I still standing here?

"Get out of here!" I hear him shout out.

I quickly shut the door as I walk out of the office. Did I just experience a sex tape in action? Sorry, a blowjob in action.

I scrunch my face as I cringe, walking back down to the lunchroom. I have got to tell Zayn about this!  I suck in a deep breath as I start rushing down the steps back down to the lunchroom. Zayn and I have ten more minutes on our break. I'm a fast talker so I can make it work. Then it's back to Harry's office where we'll sit there in awkwardness, pretending I never walked in on him getting a blowjob.