Make All This Pain Go

Chapter Three

Day 2: I woke up, feeling a bit lightheaded. In the few moments I've been conscious, the memories from last night rush to the front of my mind. Harry. The boys. Louis has my number. Expect call from Harry. Styles. Harry Styles. From one motherfucking direction. I feel my pulse begin to rise and I force myself to calm down. He probably won't even call. I need to just chill. I feel my phone vibrate on the nightstand. I dart my hand across the bed to grab it, looking down at the screen. It was Jenn, one of my friends from last night.

"Hey bae!!! Just wanted to see if u got home ok last night. Apparently ur man is in town! We'll cyberstalk later. Ttyl. ~Jenn"

"My man" aka Harry Styles was in town? Really? I giggle to myself as I pull myself out of my bed. I go to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for a very long day if denial and waiting and denial about my waiting.

Harry's POV:

I wake up slowly, letting go of the pillow I'd been clutching all night. I can feel the pounding in my head all throughout my body. I try to remember why I feel like this. Obviously I'd been drinking but I had no recollection of the night before. I roll towards my nightstand, grabbing a bottle of water one of the boys must've put there the night before. I force myself up and into the main room to get some medicine to help my head. I wonder how much of an asshole I made myself out as last night. As I walk out of my room, I'm met by all the boys turning around and looking directly at me.

"Oh God, what did I do last night? Get in a fight? Cause trouble with one of you? Hit on too many girls? What?"

The boys continue to stare at me. What could I have done that was so bad they couldn't tell me? Finally, Lou speaks up.

"Nothing lad. You didn't do anything wrong last night."

"I always mess up when I black out. Always. Please be honest."

"You did nothing wrong. You seriously have to thank this girl Harry. She saved your ass from being a twat and having pictures taken of you. She was so respectful of you. True directioner that girl was. Gorgeous too. You owe her a thanks."

"What? Hold on.. A girl protected me? A girl that's a directioner? Took no photos and didn't try anything with me? Why would anyone who doesn't know me protect me like you guys would?" Lou looks at me as if I were an idiot. The other boys stare at me, like I'm not in on the secret. Lou moves a step closer to me.

"She was totally a Harry girl. Obviously has liked us since the X Factor. All she wanted was to make sure you got home safely without drunken photos. She clearly actually cared about YOU. Not Harry Styles from One Direction. I got a vibe. I got her number for you."

This girl. Why would anyone do that? If I'd seen someone I liked, completely drunk... I'd go after her. I don't even know what to think. Except why?

"Thanks Lou. I really appreciate it mate. Oh, what's her name?"

"Ashleigh. Ash l.e.i.g.h."

Ashleigh. I put her number in my phone. Ashleigh. Hm. I take my pills, then go back into my room. I phone her, waiting only 2 rings until there's an answer.

"Hello?"

"Erm, hello. Is this Ashleigh?"

"Yes it is.. Who's this?"

"Harry. Harry Styles. From the club last night?"