elusive | h.s

chapter 5

Olive

I couldn't stop the tears coming out of my eyes from laughing so hard. Harry had been telling us the funniest story about the time when he and Aaron went bar hopping and got so fucked up that they fell asleep in someones front yard. Aaron had joined us eventually when his girl of the night had left. These two were such a good time, I could see why they were so close.

Harry was plastered right now. After Jo and I finished all of our vodka crans, she had gone up to the bar to grab some more for us and Harry. I don't know what she came back with but it was strong as fuck.

"Gonna call up Lottie again tonight, man?" Aaron called over to Harry, who was still laughing from the story he just told.

"Huh? Nahhh, I-woah, I don't think so." He slurred his words as he almost slipped right out of his chair. Okay, maybe he's had enough for the night now.

"Who's Lottie?" Jo asked.

"Harry's fuck buddy. I think she's actually in love with him, though." My smile faltered a bit as I listened to Aaron. I felt a ping of jealousy seep through me. I had no reason to be jealous, I had Thomas. But any girl that got to be with Harry was so crazy lucky.

Harry rolled his eyes, leaning down to rest his head on the table. At some point during the night, we had all moved our seats around so I was now sitting next to Harry, with Jo and Aaron across from us.

"You alright there?" I got closer so I could whisper to him. We were having so much fun but I knew Harry's head had to have been hurting from how much he drank. I felt bad, feeling like I should end the night here so he can go rest.

He just peeked up at me from his spot on the table, with the cutest yet sloppiest smile I have ever seen. His eyes went down to my mouth for a second before meeting my eyes again.

"Mmhm, I'm so good right now." His words came out slow.

"I think you're sleepy, maybe we should all head out now?" It was definitely getting late and I wasn't sure if anyone else had work in the morning.

"Yeah? You coming back with me?" His eyes had a sparkle in them and he smiled up at me again. I sat there flustered, did he think I was going home with him? I shook the thought away, he was drunk, he probably didn't know what he was even saying.

"Noooo, you have to go to your home and I have to go to mine. You need to go to sleep."

"Yes ma'am," he didn't push it any further. I doubt he was going to remember asking me that, he'd probably even be embarrassed if I told him that he did.

Aaron agreed that we should end the night there and the four of us headed out the door. We were saying our goodbyes outside the bar now before parting ways. I heard Aaron say that the guys were gonna go back to his apartment tonight, and Jo was coming back with me to mine.

"Nice meeting you, Aaron! Bye, Harry! Get home safe, guys." I waved bye to them and went to start walking down the block before I heard Harry call out for me.

"See you on Monday, Olive."

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Harry

My head fucking hurts.

I opened my eyes while my hands searched for my phone. It was lying next to me on the couch, but when I tapped on the screen, it was obviously dead. I groaned, sitting up now. My head felt heavy and I couldn't remember the last time I woke up with a hangover this bad.

"Morning, sunshine," Aaron's voice rang, loud as fuck. I turned to see him in the kitchen, with two cups of coffee on the counter waiting.

"Lower your voice. But thanks for the coffee." I made my way over to the counter, needing the coffee in my system as soon as possible.