The Bad Boys Girl (H.S) Rewritting

Chapter 17

"Oh my God.." I squeal, looking down at myself. Noting I was still in my dress from last night. "Harry.."

Harry snapped up from his sleep, looking directly at me, his curls fell on his face, his eyes half open, and he scowled at my effort. "what?" He asks rubbing his eyes.

I kept blinking, to make sure it was a dream, I don't remember what happened. "Why are my clothes off, Harry."

I ran my hand through my hair, precisely wanting to pull it out! He didn't answer.

"What happened last night!" I speak loudly, my head was hurting. I didn't like this feeling.

"Chill out," He stated, his voice low. He fell back onto the pillow. "Now can I go back to sleep?"

"Where're my clothes?" I said, looking down at the ink that was covering his body.

"Sarah, you took your clothes off yourself, just so you know." He sighed.

I gasped, "you're kidding.."

"You downed a pint of liquor, I'm not kidding."

"I can't understand this."

"Gigi loves you, you both ended up dancing together." He explained.

"We did?" I croak. And he nods. 

"Now can I go back to bed?"

"Harry, I need to know  every detail, because I don't remember squat!"

He sighs loudly, irritated

"You hungry?" He said trying to change the subject. "How about those waffles."

"tell me!" I said worriedly.

"In a few hours, when I wake up. It's probably 8 o clock." He said.

I looked up at the clock that was ok the wall under the door. "Harry, it's almost noon."

He groaned. Converting over onto his back. Staring up at the ceiling, folding his arms behind his head. "Fine."

Flashback! Harry's pov!

"Are you going to kiss me?" She interrogated me.

I moved back, I let out a sigh. "I want to," I frown, but I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself, I brush my hand a few times through my hair, and lick my lips. 

"I like you" it's time, to be honest with myself. "I don't know how you do it, but you make me see the world differently." I realize I was whispering, and she probably did not indicate what I said. She was playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Let's go back inside, your friend is probably looking for us."

Which friend was she about? And all I could think is did she hear what I just said?

She stood up first, I hold her waist so she wouldn't stumble, I got up, getting my hands slightly pressed against my chest, trying to keep balance, her hair was blowing everywhere. All I wanted to do was get her home safely at this point. 

I led her back inside, making sure she was near me I kept looking behind me to know she was there. I spotted Zayn again, he was at the table with Gigi and the girl who was all on him.

"Welcome back! What took you so long to get a drink?" Niall spoke, sending me a wink.

I didn't say anything just smiled. The couch was now replenished with people sitting there, so I pulled up a chair, next to Niall, and moved a chair next to me so Sarah could sit.