Why Her? -Harry Styles*ON HOLD*

Chapter: 15 Blair and Harry

***Blair's POV***

"Ugh!" I moaned.

When I opened my eyes the light coming from the sun outside was to much. My head was throbbing and I felt like I was about to vomit.

"It's awake!" A voice gasped, feigning surprise.

"Erik, I'm going to kill you."

"Brought you some aspirin." He offered.

I sat up very slowly, keeping my eyes shut. I blindly stuck out my hand for the pills. Once they were in my hand, I popped the pills into my hand and once again blindly reached out for the glass of water.

"Shit. I'm gonna puke." I quickly scampered out of my bed and rushed into the bathroom, ignoring the pain.

The bile came up, burning my throat severely. After about five minutes I came back into the room where Erik was sitting on my bed with another aspirin, considering I just threw up the other one. I took the pill and as soon as I got situated on my bed I could tell something was wrong by the look on his face.

"What is it?" I asked warily.

"I'll tell you later. For now, you need to rest. I'll be downstairs if you need me." He walked out of the room.

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I walked down the steps slowly, trying not to increase the pain. It's been about an hour since I took the aspirin and the pain has only been decreased slightly.

I met Erik in the living room. His shoulders were slouched and his head was hanging.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"I guess it's the time to show you what happened last night." By now I was terrified.

He handed me his phone and it was a YouTube video. I pressed play and was horrified by what I saw. There I was. Standing on some table. Stripping. I dropped the phone and looked up at Erik.

"W-what happened?" I wasn't so sure I actually wanted to know.

"Well according to Harry, you had quite a bit to drink. And then, well, that happened." He said, motioning to the phone that was now on the coffee table.

I had no memory of that party. I remember leaving the house and then pulling up to the party and that's about it. Who would do such an awful thing? Like, seriously. Who uploads a video of someone stripping while their drunk. I picked up the phone and checked how many views it had. Over five thousand views.

"Fuck." I muttered. "Oh, god. I bet that already everybody at school has seen this."

Erik had one of the most sympathetic looks on his face. This is why I loved him. He was always there for me. He knew when it was okay to goof around, but he also knew the perfect time to get serious.

"It'll be okay Blair, don't worry." He was the best.

"How'd I even get home?" I questioned.

"Styles. He came here last night holding you. You're even wearing his shirt, still."

When I looked down I noticed that I was wearing nothing but my undergarments and his T-shirt. I was most definitely not looking forward to Monday.

***Harry's POV***

I felt terrible, to say the least. The video had over five thousand views. I quickly realized that something bad was gonna happen after I had brought her home. She was definitely going to be the main topic at school tomorrow. That and closely following with me taking her away from the situation.

I had even gotten a few texts from a few perverts at the party. They were just wondering why I helped her, knowing I'm always one for a good show. I don't know what made me help her. There's just something about her. She's different from the other girls at our school. Blair is so beautiful and smart. The other girls are complete sluts with half a brain. I just feel different around her, a good different.

I was just lounging on the couch with Braden and Mikey. We were in the middle of some crappy video game that I wasn't paying much attention to, having other thought occupy my mind.

"Come on, I am totally more likely to get Taylor Lautner in bed with me," I heard Mikey say.

"Yeah, okay. I'm smart and hot. The perfect package. And to top it off, I'm really good in bed," Braden spoke confidently, a smirk on his face.

"You're way to nerdy. I'm manly. Tell him Haz!" Mikey argued.

"I'm not getting in the middle of this," I laughed.

With a huff of breath they went back to the conversation. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened Twitter, stalking famous accounts.

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After about an hour, it was decided. Mikey would get Taylor Lautner in bed, Braden would get Sam Smith, and I somehow scored Blake Lively. We decided to go out to the shops for a bit, having nothing else to do. Maybe I'd run into a hot girl. Who knows.

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H.K.H