Part Twenty Five

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Harry's POV:

When I wake up Monday morning I take a look around my room and notice how trashed it already is.

Cleaning is not really my thing,

Obviously.

But I take a trash bag from the kitchen and I start to fill it up with the trash that has somehow taken over my room.

When I reach the desk there's paper balls everywhere and the glass cup that once had alcohol in it is still sitting where I left it.

I do the only thing that seems logical to me and I take the opened bottle of alcohol sitting next to the glass and I put it in the closet.

I already know Louis doesn't like me drinking. So i've not drunk around him.

Look what happened when I did drink around him.

I haven't even drank since.

When I finish picking up all the trash I take the glass cup back into the kitchen and I throw the trash away outside in the dumpster.

Making my way back inside I feel my phone buzz through my pocket. When I take it out there's a text from Rachel.

*hey, come over?*

Hey come over? She didn't even put a winky face or anything. She didn't even try to be kinky?

Whatever, as long as it gets me away from this house and into something fun I don't care what I'm doing.

She opens the door when I get to her house and she looks normal at least.

She's not crying so nothing bad has happened.

But she has clothes on, so I don't expect to be having sex today.

"Um, Rachel?" I look at her.

"Hey Harry." She says to me when I walk in the door.

"What did you want?" I ask her because right now I'm very confused.

"Well I thought since you're living with Louis and he's working that you might want to hang out with someone?"

My eyebrows shoot up.

"Living with him?" I ask her.

"I'm not living with him, I'm just living in the same place he is." I correct her.

I don't want her to get things twisted.

"Well exccuuuse me mister." She makes sure to drag out her 'u'.

"But to my knowledge you are living in the same house with Louis." She's trying to be funny but she's not.

Whatever.

"Okay but no seriously what do you want?" I ask her.

"Nothing Harry just chill. I really just wanted to hang out. Maybe watch some tv or play some video games."

"Rachel you don't know the first thing about video games." I tell her as I'm starting to get annoyed.

"Okay okay fine you caught me!! I asked you to come over because I wanna know the dirty details. Tell me about Louis? How are you two doing? And you haven't told me all about that kiss yet??" She's excited like any girl in high school is to gossip.

Oh hell.

"You told me to come over here so you could gossip about me and him?" She's got to be kidding me.

"Yes!!!" She's so proud of her plan. She's giddy as she looks at me and I'm actually afraid that if I tried to leave she would hurt me.

"I mean Rachel there's nothing to say?"

There really isn't.

We kissed? And that was that.

Right?

"Okay Harry here let me help you."

She sits over on the couch and pats the seat next to her hoping I'll sit.

I take my seat across from her in another chair.

"Okay! So you two really kissed??" Her eagerness is annoying me.

"Yes Rachel we really kissed." I rub my forehead telling myself that Rachel is a girl and I can't punch her.

"So tell me dude how was it??"

"It was a drunken kiss and if I was sober it would have never happened." I tell her.

She frowns at me.

"You kissed him because you were drunk? That's it?"

"I'm not really comfortable talking about this." When I look at her she's not buying anything I'm saying.

"Okay, Harry." Is all she says and I'm glad she's dropping this subject.

"I still think you'd be a cute couple." She adds on.

"I'm not gay. I've fucked you enough times for you to know that don't you think?"

"Yeah yeah."

We sit and watch tv until it's time for Louis to get home.

"I gotta go, Louis will be home soon." I tell her.

"Okay, give baby boy a kiss for me."

I roll my eyes as she winks and shuts the door when I leave.

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