Unpredictable (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10.

The loud ringing of a cell phone jolted me awake. I groaned, stretching my arms out, realizing I was lying in an unfamiliar bed. I was in Harry's bed. I had no idea what I was doing here. In fact, I don't remember anything from last night...except our lip lock. Oh, god.

I reached over to Harry's bedside table where my phone was still ringing loudly. Harry was on the floor, still fast asleep.

"Hello?" I mumbled into the phone, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Hey, babe. Did you just wake up?" It was Peirce. All the memories and guilt of last night was back.

"Err, yeah?"

"Well it's almost 1 o'clock. You missed half of your classes. You do know that right?"

"Shit!" I yelled into the phone.

"Are you feeling alright?" Peirce had a worried tone in his voice. "I could come to your room and pick you up-"

"No! I, er, I'm fine. I think I'm just gonna stay home today." Before he had a chance to reply, I hung up. There was no way I was gonna let Peirce know I spent last night and most of today sleeping in Harry's bed.

Harry was still asleep on the floor. I needed to get out of here before he woke to avoid any awkward confrontations.

I quietly climbed out of bed, grabbed my things, and slipped out of the room. I hurried down to the parking lot where my car was still parked.

I drove back to my dorm. All I was thinking about was what the fuck happened last night. Harry kissed me. Or did I kiss him? Did I kiss him back? Did I want him to kiss me?

I wasn't attracted to Harry. I mean, sure, he's pretty good looking. But he's a dick, and that's a total turn off for me.

Once I parked in my own dorm's lot, I scurried inside and up the stairs, afraid I would see someone I knew. I didn't want them questioning my whereabouts.

I unlocked the door to my dorm, and saw Brooke lounging back on her bed, Louis sitting next to her.

"Er, hi," I said awkwardly, closing the door behind me.

"Wow, didn't think you had it in you to skip, Elle," Brooke said, grinning.

I sighed, sitting on my bed, then falling backwards. "I was with Harry."

"What?!" Louis yelled, surprised.

"Yeah, we went to this celeb party, then I guess I stayed the night." I left out the part of us kissing.

"Did you two-" Louis began.

"No, no. We didn't do anything," I said, half lying. That kiss meant nothing to either of us, right? We were both drunk.

"I can't believe Harry took you to one of his dad's parties. He's never taken any of us before." Brooke said.

I didn't reply. I was shocked. Why would Harry take me, the girl he hated, and not any of his friends? And why in the world did he even kiss me?

"Well Lou here and I were just about to head out. We're meeting everyone out for an early dinner. Do you wanna come?" Brooke asked.

"I bet Harry'll be there," Louis added with a smirk.

"No, no, thanks. I'm fine. I gotta figure out what I missed today." I said with a smile.

Brooke shrugged her shoulders. "Suit yourself." And with that, her and Louis left.

I picked up my backpack, and went through all my classes work.

Harry and I were supposed to do our improv performance today, which we never even practiced for.

I scanned over the questions we both answered for English. At least we got a good start on our project.

A little while later, there was a knock on the door. I walked over and pulled it open, praying that it would be anyone but Harry.  

It was Peirce.

"Hey, babe," he said, giving me a hug.

"Hey," I said, hugging back.

"Are you okay? Why did you skip classes today?" He sounded concerned for me.

"Yeah. I just wasn't feeling good, that's all." 

We walked over and sat side by side on the bed. Peirce wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Are you feeling better now? I can't stand to be alone again in English again," he said jokingly.

"Yeah. I'll be there," I smiled at him. He smiled right back.

"I love you," he said before softly placing his lips against mine. I pressed back, moving my lips against his.

As much as I was enjoying this kiss with Peirce, I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss with Harry. Why the fuck did I even do it? I have the perfect boyfriend right here.

Peirce pulled away. "Is everything alright?" He must have sensed my sudden shift in mood.

"Yeah, everything's fine." I smiled back at him, before placing my lips back on his.  

He smiled into the kiss, rubbing circles into my arms.

I opened my mouth, deepening the kiss. Peirce's tounge explored the insides of my mouth. I pushed on him lightly, causing him to fall back, with me straddling him on top. My fingers brushed over the buttons on his shirt.

"Stop, Elle. We agreed to wait, remember?"

Peirce had a serious look in his eye. I nodded my head, and climbed off of him, before placing my lips back on his.

We were too busy kissing to hear the door to the room swing open.

"Ahem." The sound of someone clearing their throat came from the doorway.

A/N: hiiiiii .x Idk how long or short this is since I wrote it on my iPod. Am I the only one that still uses an ipod? Yeah? Ok cool. Anyway, what did you think??