As You Are // H.S

Twenty Six.

Harry Styles.

I'd woken up not to long ago, Alexis still sleeping, she always slept a lot longer than usual after a night of drinking.

It was half past eleven in the morning, and I was sitting in the living room, cup of coffee in my hands, watching a morning show of sorts, nobody else was awake yet and the house was dead silent besides the soft sounds coming from the TV, I'd been up for an hour, woken by the own pounding in my head, my back aching from the marks Alexis had scratched into my skin during our drunken fun.

I'd already showered, cleaned up the den, and the kitchen, trying to distract myself from not waking the entire house hold due to how bored I was.

Half way through a silly cartoon playing on the TV, the front door clicked open and my head shot up, I placed my cup on the coffee table and got up from my seat, confused, I slowly exited the living room and walked to where the front door was, relieved to see it was just Niall. Except Niall looked a mess, like he hadn't slept at all; his hair sticking up in numerous directions, prominent dark bags settled under his eyes. He kicked his shoes off and closed the door behind him, jumping slightly when he saw me.

"Mate, I thought you were up there asleep?" I questioned, pointed to the roof, indicating that I meant upstairs.

"I never came home." He shrugged, walking to the living room and face planting the couch, a loud groan leaving his mouth.

"What were you doing all night?" I questioned, followed by a laugh.

"I don't even know, I caught up with an old friend and then her and I just ended up on some pub crawl.. I think I'm still drunk." I laughed again, knowing how Niall was on a night out, who knew what could happen with him, he was quite adventurous when he was drinking. Not even seconds later he was snoring loudly, half of his body hanging off of the couch, he didn't look comfortable at all, sighing, I walked over and hauled him over my shoulder, carefully exiting the living room, up the stairs and to his room, placing him on his bed and pulling the blankets over him.

I came back out of his room, carefully closing the door behind me, I turned back around and saw Samantha leaving her room too. I smiled at her, and she returned it the best she could, rubbing her forehead.

"I'll get you Advil and water?" I suggested, she smiled at me, letting out a small sound of appreciation. I went back stairs, Samantha not far behind me, and filled a class with cold water, and grabbing two Advil's from the packet already on the bench from when I'd used them for myself earlier. I turned back around and held them out for her.

"Thank you." She croaked out.

"It's alright, enjoy your night?" I asked.

She sculled the water in her hands and filled up a second glass before answering me. "Very much so, you guys are fun," she said.

"I'm glad Alexis met you," she continued "you make her happy, and that makes me happy, which makes Louis happy, so you've just made a lot of people happy." She rambled slightly.

"You're super nice, and Alexis really likes you, I trust you," she finished.

"I-" I didn't really know what to say, it was probably the best feeling in the world getting some sort of 'acceptance' from the best friend of the girl you're dating, almost like a blessing.

"That means more to me than you know. Thank you." I rasped out. She smiled and nodded, telling me she was going to see how Louis was before walking back up the stairs. I decided now would be a good time to bring up a coffee for Alexis like she'd done for me just yesterday. I made it quickly, walking up the stairs and into our room.