Mistakes Happen

Four

Avery's pov:

I wake up with a pounding headache. Where am I? Then I remember that I was I went home with some guy. I think his name was Harry or Harold. I feel bad for forgetting his name, so I quietly try to sneak out of bed, but easily stopped me by snaking their arm around my waist and pulling me back into the warm body.

"Where are you going?" His voice is raspy from to many drinks last night.

"Bathroom." I lie.

"No you where trying to leave." He protest.

"Fine I was."

To my surprise he asks "Can you stay?"

"Why."

I thought in my head. I would love to stay, I will anything to get away from my father.

"Will you?" He asks again.

"Do you even know my name?" I ask

"Avery." He shot out without hesitating.

"How about my last name" I ask with a smirk

"Never gave me you last name." Wow he remembers well. Was he even drunk last night?

"Can I ask on-one question?" I stutter.

"Sure, anything." He says.

"Did we ,you know, have sex?" I ask having regret right when the words slipped out my mouth.

"I am pretty sure." He says.

I look down and I have one of his shirts on and he has on boxers with donuts and cake on them. Let out a giggle.

"What?" He ask, scared as if it's something bad about him.

"Your boxers" I say trying not laugh.

A blush starts to creep up on his cheeks.

"It's okay there cute." I tell him so he won't feel so embarrassed, "also on another serious note, did you use a condom?"

"I don't know." He whispers quietly.

Oh shit.

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We hop out of bed, I throw the sheets off his bed not feeling sorry because he might of gotten me pregnant. He checks under the bed and he throws he's pants across the room check if there was a condom or condom package under his pants.
I check the garbage can for anything condom related, but there wasn't.
We hear a knock on the door.

"Harry are you in there?" A rich Irish accent says through the door.

"Ummm, yeah just wait a second." Harry replys back to the Irish man on the other side of the door.

"Avery" Harry says

"Mmh." I hum

"Hide in the closet." He demands

"Why."

" I don't want my friends to see you." He explains

"Oh. Okay." I say as I step into the closet.

It's very big for a hotel closet. I feel awkward in my bra and underwear only, so I grab the robe off the hanger with the initials h.s. Why do I feel like I know who Harry was. I think and now I who he is. I had sex with a member of the worlds largest boy band. Holy shit. I might of even had a baby with him. I was never interested in the music just their looks.

I hear a open if a door and a blonde haired man walk in.

"Hey lad." The Irish one says. It think his name is Neil.

"Hi." Harry says back.

"How's Emily?" Neil asks.

"I don't want to talk about her." Harry says

"What happened?"

Harry proceeds "we, umm, broke up last night."

"I'm sorry lad," Neil says as he pats Harry's back. "Anyway can I borrow a jacket, left mine on the bus and the bus driver went to go fill up the gas tank."

"No." Harry shoots back at him Immediately.

"Why lad? Do you got a lady hiding In your closet or something"

Yes.

Neil opens the door and I am standing right in the middle of the closet half naked with a robe on.

"Oh you actually do have a lady in your closet, but a pretty one" Neil says winking.

A/N: my chapters are going to becoming longer. This one is just short because it's late and I have a horrible cough that is giving me a head ache, So goodnight😊 also in this chapter Avery thinks Niall's name is Neil. (I know his name is Niall I am not a carrot.)