Something Gained

Secrets

The next few weeks went by smoothly, I got used to living with Niall and spending my mornings and early afternoons with my rowdy boys and devoting my evenings and nights to studying. Weekends were by far my favorite days, just me and the boys all day every day. Harry and I had gotten pretty close, we spent most late afternoons goofing around together. He knew how to make me smile when I was missing my friends. Niall had become a second brother to me and he, along with my brother, would help me with my schoolwork when they were done recording. The guys really took me in and held me under their wings, it was calming and made me feel as though I was with my closest friends. Though there were few rumors of me dating one of them and the few that popped up making fans attack at full force were quickly squashed by Liam and the rest of the boys. There was nothing going on, Harry and I flirted now and then of course, but we wouldn't dare act on those childish feelings. We both knew it would complicate not only our friendship but his friendship with Liam as well, and that was the last thing I would ever want. Quickly the first month of the summer was fading into the next and I realized my birthday was in a few days. The boys had taken it upon themselves to help by throwing me a birthday party, and since I didn't keep in touch with many people from my childhood, they made sure to pack the flat with anyone and everyone they knew, being sure each one had presents in hand. I was amazed by their kindness and as the days of July descended upon us so did the day of my birth and the night of my party. I couldn't have planned it any better if I had tried, Liam even loosened up a bit and didn't try to limit my drinks. All too soon it was almost two in the morning and Liam had taken his girl back to his place and there were only a few stragglers left in the apartment with me and the boys. Zayn and Harry were drinking heavily and soon I found myself being offered one drink after another, the two cheeky boys wouldn't take no for an answer and kept pouring at a steady pace. Soon there were four boys sitting in front of me and I couldn't control my giggling, I should've had the sense to stop right then and there but my sense had gone out the window. After a few more shots things began to get more and more hazy, and once Harry broke out a third bottle, I don't remember anything else, the rest of the night is gone from memory. No matter how hard I try I can't remember the events following that last bottle being opened, but boy I wish I could. The next morning, I woke up to a strange painful feeling between my legs and an arm wrapped around my small waist tightly. I cringed in horror as I recognized to whom the arm belonged, and I slowly rolled over to see a mop of curly hair laying on the pillow beside me. My eyes grew wide as I discovered I had been right, I audibly sucked in a breath, and as I did so my quick movements moved the boy next to me awake, he opened his beautiful green eyes slowly and they met mine. He smiled and it was cheekiest smile I've ever seen before his eyes grew wide and I could see the fear starting to swim in them. "Uh- Frey, did we? I mean, are you? Did I?" Harry stuttered, and I slowly shook my head. "Yeah Harry, I think we did." I told him and I could see a small smile playing on his lips, "This isn't funny, that was my first-time you idiot, and I don't even remember it. Except for this uncomfortable throbbing feeling between my legs." I told him and his smirk left the corners of his mouth just as quick as it had arrived. "Frey, I'm so sorry." he told me moving closer to me so he could hold me in his arms, I allowed myself to fall into the sweet boy's chest knowing I would be safe there while my self-loathing took control of my body. We sat there quietly, both too afraid to speak about the situation, when there was a knock at the door. Harry and I froze, and his hand that had been rubbing small circles into my side was quickly back at his side clutching the blankets. "Frey, better get up everyone will be over soon for lunch." Niall said through the door, and I didn't know what to say. "Frey? You okay?" He knocked again and Harry and I didn't know what to do. "Frey, I'm coming in." Naill said with concern in his voice, and I quickly pushed Harry off and under my bed. When Niall opened the door, I was sitting on my bed with the sheets pulled up to my chest and I thought Niall's eyes were going to fall out of his skull. "Frey, what the hell?" He asked me and I looked at him like I didn't have a clue what he was talking about. "Frey, your neck is covered in love bites. I'm not kidding, its covered." Niall looked as though he wanted to laugh and kill someone at the same time. "Who in the hell did you hook up with? Also, correct me if I'm wrong but weren't you an umm- you know?" I nodded and I could see sadness fill his eyes. "Do you even remember who it was? You were pretty gone last night." I nodded and I could tell he was relieved. "Well I just hope whoever it was decided to be smart and use protection." Just like that I felt the air in my chest rush away from me. Did we use protection? Niall patted my back and started for the door, "Everything will be okay I promise. Lunch in an hour and Frey, maybe you should put on a bit of makeup to cover those." He said pointing to his neck giving me a small smile before walking out. When my door was shut, I found myself letting out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding. Harry rolled out from under my bed with a guilty look on his face and I knew what that meant, there was no protection used last night. "I'll see you at lunch, and maybe I can come over tonight to talk about uhm what happened and what we're going to do about the way we act around each other now?" Harry asked me and I smiled, "Harry you never have to ask to come over, yeah we will talk later tonight. Now get out." I laughed throwing a pillow at him. As he got up to put on his clothes, I noticed deep scratch marks on his back, shoulders and arms. Holy hell what have we done? I quickly got dressed and covered the bites that were scattered across my upper body, "Just get through lunch. You can do this.", I whispered to myself. When I was done, I walked to the living room where Niall was sitting on his phone waiting on the other boys to arrive for lunch. I wasn't trying to be nosy but when I heard the notification, I couldn't help but glance over his shoulder, and there it was like a large neon sign blinking in my face, @HarryStyles: Had an amazing night last night. Can't wait to see you again😊. I felt like I was going to be sick, I didn't know what to do, quickly I pulled my phone from my pocket and flipped through the texts I had received this morning, Liam: Hey hope you had a good night last night, hopefully you didn't get too crazy! Lol See you in a few for lunch!