Hero

20. Alone.

My head was pounding as I wobbled through the bedroom and into the kitchen warily, my vision was blurred at the edges and it felt like someone was inside my head and bashing the sides of my skull with a heavy duty hammer.

I really regretted downing all of those coloured shots with Zayn.

I slumped onto a bar stool at the island, my head emitting a soft thump as it hit the cool marble top lifelessly. I squeezed my eyes closed, a soft pained whimper escaping my lips as the pain behind my eyelids increased.

I heard the familiar padding of footsteps and a dull crunching sound of what seemed to be a paper bag being moved around. I lifted my head meekly when I felt Harry sit down opposite me. I noticed the sounds I had heard moments before were originating from the paper bag in Harry's expansive hands. He began pulling out some McDonald's breakfast things and my eyes brightened at the opportunity of greasy food to help with this kickass handover.

"I-is that for me?" I timidly asked, afraid of what his feelings were towards me after getting smashed last night when he specifically told me not to drink any alcohol. My teeth bit into my bottom lip softly as I watched as he also pulled out a cup of Starbucks coffee and slid it forward with my McDonald's breakfast.

"Yeah, although you don't deserve it." He said with his lips pulled into a tight line. I sighed in relief knowing he wasn't too pissed, he seemed mildly annoyed but not angry which was good.

"About that. . I'm sorry for not listening to you. I don't know what happened, please don't be mad," I pleaded gently with pink sprinkled across my cheeks as I fiddled with my small box of unhealthy goodness nervously. I heard him blow out a breath.

"I'm not. Now be a good girl and eat your breakfast. You can't have painkillers on a empty stomach." He said as he sipped his own coffee. I flushed at his words and opened my box to reveal a delicious looking McMuffin that I happily picked up to take a bite out of.

"Thank you," I said appreciatively, it was a uncharacteristically sweet gesture and surprisingly thoughtful of him. We continued to eat in silence as my mind ran through what had happened last night attempting to remember things and put bits and pieces together ton form a coherent story.

The cat outfit, the pink lemonade, the vodka, the dancing. . I immediately choked as my mind ran over what happened next in my muddled brain, I quickly sipped my caramel cappuccino coughing to regulate my breathing as I struggled to swallow my food without dying.

We kissed. Holy shit, we kissed, that was why I had sporadically drunk alcohol as if it were my last day on earth, my lips part softly, the banging in my head increasing the more I think over what had happened and what the consequences of that were going to be.

My stomach fluttered as my mind traced over the feel of his pink lips against mine and I shivered. I glanced up to meet Harry's dark green irises and my cheeks flushed pink as I stared at him wide eyed, probably representing a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding car. I watched his jaw tighten when he realised what I was probably thinking about as I awkwardly watched his intense gaze focus on my lips, my heart jumped in my chest making my knees feel shaky and my eyes widened not really having much experience in this department, although having had a boyfriend but that relationship (if one could even call it that) was a complete train wreck so I was as clueless as they came.

I needed Perrie.

"H-Harry. . " I breathed about to ask him about exactly what had happened last night, I wanted to hear what had happened from his point of view and hopefully he could fill in the blanks of where my memory had lapsed, but I was cut short as Harry's phone vibrated on the counter top immediately redirecting our attention and forcing Harry to look away from our intense stare down. He frowned at the ID before he slid his thumb across the bottom and pressed the device against his ear.
"What?"
His gaze once again met mine as he listened to whoever was on the other end of the phone, he nodded his head to my food silently encouraging me to finish my last few bites of my McMuffin . I snapped out of my stupor and immediately picked it up and began finishing it off as I watched curiously as Harry reacted to whatever was being said. His jaw clenched along with his fist which was resting against the countertop, his eyes were darkened and brows furrowed as his chest began rising and falling quicker than previously indicating his aggravation.