ambit. [hs au]

Chapter 51

One thing that I've noticed about my life ever since I moved back to Thirskot, is that I can never be too sure of where and how I'm going to wake up the next morning.

It might make me sound promiscuous, but the truth is much more boring; I just seem to always be involved in a new drama; like when Harry called in the middle of the night, or when I was too high and drunk at Sadie's hotel room to come back home, or when I ended up falling asleep at Harry's after talking our asses off throughout the night.

Tonight, I ended up falling asleep in Luke's guest room bed after Harry fucked the soul out of my body. So, on a second thought, I guess you can say that I'm a little promiscuous.

Truth be told, I wish I could wake up like this every time; with Harry's arms laced around my upper body and his lips softly peppering little kisses all over my forehead and down to my cheeks, calling my name in a low whisper that almost worked the opposite goal and lulled me right back to sleep.

However, his constant calling and the way he was slowly moving to untuck himself from underneath my body did the trick and had me fluttering my eyes open, only to realize the room is still dark and gravely silent.

"Hey," Harry whispers, planting one last kiss onto my forehead before pulling away, enough so his face can come to focus in my line of vision, "I'm sorry for waking you up like this. We've gotta go."

"W-What?" My voice breaks, hoarse from sleep. Clearing my throat, I move softly to sit on the bed, my ass a little sore from the slaps from before. My eyes fall over the watch on his wrist, noticing it's 4:47AM. "It's the ass crack of dawn," I frown.

Harry chuckles, shaking his head and moving around on the mattress to leave the bed and stand, only wearing his boxers, "I know, but it's a school day and Timmy won't be there to give our Mum breakfast. I need to be there for her." He looks around, locating his clothes pooling on the floor and walking towards it. "I guess you can stay here if you want to, but I'll have to go and I didn't want to leave without letting you know."

Oh, for fucks sake, did he have to be this fucking adorable about it?

Without even thinking, I find myself dragging my tired body out of the bed as well, mimicking his movements and scavenging for my scattered clothes on the floor. Harry smiles as we get changed in the dark, the both of us quiet, still too sleepy to actually hold a consistent conversation.

Actually holding the tears back, I slip my feet into the high heels that seemed like a good idea last night, cursing under my breath as I follow Harry outside of the room, stepping as lightly as I can to avoid making loud noises.

Luke's apartment is dark, but I can see some scattered clothes on the corridor floor - including Sadie's black leather top from last night, as well as her shoes. I smile to myself, happy to know my friend is probably dead asleep in the bed with her love interest right now.

As we get to the living room, we both exchange a haunted gaze, eyebrows lifted in the middle of our foreheads; there are more clothes on the floor, including a white dress shirt and black dress pants that are completely off the party's dress code. I remember exactly who was wearing those clothes, but I can't actually wrap my mind around the possibility.

"No fucking way." Harry mumbles under his breath, stepping up his pace to circle the big couch in Luke's living room, and as he looks down, I can see the color vanishing on his face even in the dark.

"What..?" I rush to where he's standing, looking down at the couch, just to be as shocked as Harry.

Completely naked, with a blanket barely covering their waist areas, fully asleep and tangled together like two pieces of a puzzle, it's Detective Kai and Vivien.