Chapter 47

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Harry's POV

​"What?" I gape at my wasted girlfriend.

"I said I want to fuck you." She says nonchalantly. I ponder the idea and automatically think its a bad one. She is drunk, completely and utterly drunk. She is saying things she doesn't mean.

"Faith, I don't think thats a good idea." Her eyes bore into mine with an angry expression.

"And why not?"

"Because you're drunk and I don't want to take advantage of you." I explain to her.

"You're not. I'm the one who offered."

"Yeah, but you don't know what you're saying." I say in reply.

"Yes, I do."

"Faith, I just think we should wait until you're at least sober." I tell her.

"Wow," She rolls her eyes and pushes herself under the blankets, which are on top of the bed. "And I thought you actually wanted to fuck."

"I do, Faith. Trust me, I do."

"Then why won't you have sex with me?" She asks me with a sad voice and my heart breaks after hearing the words being spoken.

"Because I want it to be special and us to both be sober."

"Why? It's not like I am a virgin." I squeeze my eyes shut once the words leave her mouth. I knew Faith and Luke had slept together before and that he was her first time, but the thought of it makes my skin crawl. I want to be the only one who can touch her that way.

"It doesn't matter," I crawl under the covers next to her. "We're not doing it tonight." I lean into the lamp next to me and switch the light off, leaving Faith and I in complete darkness.

"Fine, you aren't getting birthday sex if I can't get any either. " Are the last words I hear before I drift off to sleep.

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I open my eyes and notice that Faith is no longer by my side. I groan and sit up before dashing out of the bed to look for her. The light in the toilet is switched on and the door is open a crack, notifying me that she is most likely in that room. I sigh and walk over to it before pushing the door open further. The view in front of me crushes my heart and I quickly rush to my girlfriends side. She is kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet, vomiting her brains out. I take her hair in my hands and pull it back, out of her face so its not in the way. She continues to throw up into the porcelain bowl for another five minutes until she finally puts her bottom on the floor. I then take a seat behind her and she leans her body against my chest. I wrap my arms around her and rub her stomach comfortingly while kissing the top of her head.

"Are you okay?" I ask after a minute of silence. She simply nods her head before standing up from the floor and walking over to the sink. She then turns on the faucet and grabs her toothbrush from her toiletry bag that was sitting on the counter next to the sink. She takes the toothpaste and spreads a little bit across the bristles of the brush before sticking it into her mouth and washing the vomit away. I watch her and let out a tired sigh while standing up from the floor. I rub some of the sleep away from my eyes and walk over to her. "Lets go back to bed." I say once she is done washing her teeth. I put my hand on the small of her back and lead her out of the bathroom after turning the light off. I then walk us over to the bed and we both get back under the covers. She rolls on her side and faces the opposite wall before I grab her by the waist and pull her into me. Then we both fall asleep in peace and quiet.

Faith's POV

I woke up with a pounding headache and the curtains of the hotel room were drawn open, allowing the bright sun to peer in. I squinted my eyes as it shined in both of them before stumbling out of the bed. Harry wasn't by my side and the sound of running water could be heard, informing me he was cleaning himself up. I stretched my arms over my head and let out a loud yawn before trudging my body over to my open suitcase that was on the floor in front of the closet. I'm surprised Harry didn't close it and put it away. I bend down and look for an outfit to wear for the day. I then throw my hair up into a messy bun and only put some mascara on to my eyes. After that, I put on deodorant and my signature, vanilla perfume.

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