Changed.

IX. A new friend

Skylar Dallas

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"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I flip off the fucking alarm that woke me up in my beauty sleep. I wasn't a fan of loud stuff when I wake up. Maybe a soft and a sweet sound of a normal alarm would work.

I woke up with my usual messy hair, and two arms that were wrapped around my body. I remembered that I slept in a different house last night. Harry, who wore a smile on his face while sleeping, whose arms were wrapped around my body.

There was this part of me that wanted to stay in his arms all day but that was beyond absurd. I was nothing to him. At least not how he confessed something to me last night but that didn't actually mean anything. Did it? He likes you, idiot. I'm really going to get my fucking subconcious the next time it talked again. He was drunk, for Pete's sake.

Not everyone would believe a drunk person, but there was still that crazy piece of me that said it meant something. That somehow he said it for a reason, and that's what I need to know.

"goodmorning, love" the familiar raspy voice that I could never get tired of, spoke as I turn to face him. Causing me to mess up the deep thoughts going around my head.

"Goodmorning to you too." I quickly answered as he only hummed in response. Hands were still around me, as I don't hesitate to move from our position.

"You didn't leave me," he started as I smiled back at him.

"Yeah" was all I managed to answer back. I didn't leave because I didn't want him to be sad when he wakes up. And not seeing that smile of his even for a second is disappointing.

"Thank you," he immediately said as we only look at each other's eyes. I admired his green eyes that were so into nature, just like the color of the trees around us.

We kept talking to each other still in that position, I mean none of us even wanted to move for a bit.

Suddenly, a knock came from the door of the room, making us act a bit awkward. "Harry, its Liam." said Liam with a usual morning voice. I stood up out of the bed, making him do it as well.

"come in." he answered as Liam opened the door slowly. His eyes widen up as he saw me with Harry in the same room. "Did you two have.." he asked as Harry and I immediately denied it.

"Of course not." I tried to tell him. "I just slept here with him and all you guys were drunk and I couldn't just leave you here but now you're all fine, I should go." I waved goodbye to the both of them as Liam only waved back.

"I'll take you out," Harry suggested as I smiled and nodded for his sincere gesture.

We reached downstairs and the boys were all there, even the 5sos lads. They saw me and Harry leaving. "Did you guys had fun?" the familiar voice of Louis startled me as we quickly denied it once again. I looked at Harry whose shirt was unbuttoned in the first two ones, his hair was a mess too and his belt wasn't fixed.

"Can I use the bathroom for a sec?" I asked as he agreed. I quickly ran to the bathroom, immediately looking for the mirror.

"Fucking hell. What.the.fuck! Oh God. Look at yourself, Skylar. Shit!" I shouted as I immediately covered my mouth remembering that this wasn't my house. My floral dress wasn't the way how it looked yesterday, my fucking hair was a mess, and I was holding my heels. It did look like we had fun last night.

I brushed my hair, washed my face and cleaned myself a bit. I walked out of the bathroom, all eyes on me as I had a confused expression.

"Are you okay?" Calum asked as I awkwardly laugh.