Addicted

Chapter six

So basically this chapter is a continuation from 5 but a recap. It's told in Louis' POV and what he was thinking through the situation :-) I am trying to go into depth and make the chapters a little off going so there will be more drama even though I figured I won't get more than 100 views I don't care because I am doing this because I love to write.

Louis' POV

The next morning I woke up with a horrible migraine and the sun shining through the window didn't help. I squinched my eyes and looked next me, I gasped quietly realizing I wasn't alone, and this wasn't my room. I realized it was Cassie sleeping heavily next to me and I start panicking but, of course, last night was a complete blur.

*Last Night flashback*

I started kissing her pushing her back on the bed and I waited for her to stop but, she doesn't she's too drunk and of course so was I, but I felt this was wrong and I couldn't stop. I guess if you really wanted to ask me I had a crush on her for a few months but, I never imagined being in this situation with her. She would kill me, Harry would kill me. Cassie would hate me. What am I doing? Everything blacked out so quickly I never got a chance to stop myself, what was done was done there was no going back.

*Ended*

"Cass?" I whispered shaking her gently. She rolled over and opened her eyes. They went wide when she saw me. "What the hell?" She whispered. "I don't know, I can't remember anything." "I can't either." "You don't hate me do you?"

"No, I am not sure we did anything, Louis. You're one of my best friends and I trust you a lot. We just can't tell anyone." "Alright." I smiled. I continue to admire how beautiful she looked even with her hair all messy and no makeup on, well she always looks beautiful without makeup. The only thing I could remember is kissing her and it felt really good and made me happy. "Do you remember anything?" I asked again. "Last thing I remember was you helping me unzip my dress and then you kissed me... I think."

"Do you regret letting me kiss you?" "Do I? I guess not.."

"You know I like you, right?" She closed her eyes and rolled on her back. "I figured, but- "I know, I know. I am just your best friend and that's all you seem as right?" "I am sorry." I sighed. 'It's okay, I still care about you and I always will be here and be your best friend, I thought I would give it a shot."

She held her hand against my cheek and rolled closer to me, "Louis, I do love you a lot. But, there's things I have to sort out." "Promise me one thing?" "Anything," I said. "Friends forever." "Best friends."

"We better you know.." "Get up and meet the guys before the suspect something?" I chuckled. "Yeah.. uh, I'll be right back." She got up and walked into her closet, she didn't even care she was naked but, I turned over towards the window.

Cassie's POV

Did I have feelings for Louis? I mean I've known him for so long I don't know if I could think of him in that way then he kissed me. I know was drunk last night but I could remember the kiss clearly and it wasn't bland.

I snapped it out of my thoughts and grabbed some fresh clothes from my dresser. Sweats and one of my gym tank top topped with one of Harry's big sweatshirts he gave me a long time ago.

"You look comfy," Louis said while smiling. "Thanks," I blushed a little. "You should get dressed, I'll tell the guys you'll be late." I nod and rushed out of the door.

While I was walking out of my room I ran into Niall and I looked at his eyes and they were bloodshot. His hair was messy and he just looked horrible. "Cassie, wait." "Ni-

"Please... I miss you." "Niall. I don't have time- "Is it Harry? Harry tells you not to believe me? I don't blame you, I really like you and I wouldn't hurt you that way." "Okay. I believe you." "You do?." I nodded. "Can we start over? Go out this weekend? Your friends can come too! Please." I nodded again and giggled. He smiled and kissed my cheek then ran off in the opposite direction.

Whoa, Niall and I are starting over, I woke up next to Louis naked and can't remember anything, shit I feel like Emily, except I don't do that with strangers.

I shrugged and walked into Harry's dorm when he's in the middle of making out with some redhead.