TREPIDATION // h.s

CHAPTER 11 //

When I open my eyes, I immediately regret last night. I drank way too much, again.

 And now my head feels like it wants to explode. Thankfully, I showered before I got into bed last night, or else I would have felt even worse now.

I think I should text Quinn.

Lila: Hey, how are you feeling? Is everything alright?

I feel really bad for her. No one should be touched by someone they don't want it from, but for some reason, some guys think it's okay, and I've never seen Louis so mad before, I hope he's fine too.

Quinn: Hey, yeah everything is fine. Louis has calmed down too :) Do you want to go shopping today, for something to wear to Saints and Sinners?

Lila: Yeah sure! Can we go at 11, I still need to recover a little bit lmao.

Quinn: Me too! see you then.

I stand up but my head feels so heavy. I wish I could just sleep the whole day, obviously, I can't.

I head downstairs, and the first thing I see is Harry sitting on the couch, writing something in a notebook. I try to walk closer to see what he's busy with, but of course, my foot had to trip over the carpet. He looks around and sees me stumble.

"What the fuck?" He chuckles.

"Good morning, watcha doing?" I try to act normal and not at all humiliated.

"Writing."

"Writing what?" I ask trying to peek over his shoulder, but he closes the book.

"A song." He says standing up.

"What's it about?"

"I guess you'll just have to wait and see." He says walking to the kitchen. His upper body is exposed, with him only wearing flannel pajamas. I stare at his muscular arms and memories of us in the pool flood my mind. The way he was holding me up by my thighs.

"Uhm, wait for when?" I ask shaking my thoughts.

"Soon."

"Okay, then. Are you going to the party?"

"Yeah."

Could he be any more closed off?

"Are you performing there?" I ask

"Fuck no. We're playing at a party we're going to after."

"Oh. Who's in your band ?"

"Me, Niall, and Louis." He says opening up the fridge.

I roll my eyes at the predictability of it. "Of course ... Okay and what are you called ?"

"17 Black." He says, taking a coke out and closing the doors. I nod my head when I hear the elevator open.

"Matteo!" I shout when I see him walk into the house.

"Hey Lila ..." He says, and he hugs me. "... Harry." Harry just nods at him, his eyes never leaving us as he consumes his coke.

"You should have come to Niall's party last night!"

He looks at Harry. "Yeah, that's not really my scene ." He says walking into the kitchen, and opening up the fridge. There is so much tension right now. I wonder what's their deal.

"French toast okay?" He asks.

"Perfect !" I respond, very excited about the breakfast. I could do with some food inside my system.