The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 34: Sleep-Walking and Sleep-Talking

I quickly sit up and rub my eyes. "What happened?" He opens his eyes and sits up with me. "I don't know.." "Did we-" I cut myself off, and we stare at each other. I'm wearing his shirt and he's wearing mine. That's really weird. "Why am I wearing your-" "I don't know..why am I wearing yours?"  We stay quiet, and check the blanket just incase. "It isn't the same blanket." He stays quiet and lays back down. "Harry did you secretly-" "Secretly what?" he cuts me off. "You know..." He looks into my eyes and I can tell there's a lie forming inside of him. "You did, didn't you." "We did." I look down, and I don't have my pants on. I'm just in his oversized shirt and underwear. He nods, and his expression turns scared. "I didn't play along, did I?" "No, you were loving it. Your eyes were closed a lot, and when I would kiss your neck, you'd moan my name." "But I was asleep, wasn't I?" "Now I don't know the answer to that one.." "I have  a concert tomorrow, by the way?" "Really? When?" "I have to be there in the morning for rehersals and stage set-up." "Oh okay...Harry it's 5 in the morning...we have school today." "Oh that's right!" We both get up brush our teeth, and I change. I eat an apple, and grab my stuff. "Harry, lets go we're gonna be late!" I yell from downstairs. He runs downstairs, hair brushed, his white v-neck, and white converse. "Umm...Harry?" "Yeah?" "You're missing your pants..." I comment while turning around. "Oh shit!" he runs back upstairs and puts his black skinny jeans on. "Great, now we're like 10 minutes late, not counting the time it takes to drive there!" "Sorry, but these skinny jeans are hard to put on because newsflash sister, I'm a guy." "Sometimes you don't sound like one, cupcake." He walks closer to me. "I don't think you should call me a girl after what we did together, and you seemed to like it, no protection and all." My face gets hot, and I open the door and run to the car. I get in, and yank Harry in. We run into the classroom, a bit sweaty, our hair messy. "Looks like you guys were pretty busy this morning.." teases Louis, from the back of the classroom. I clench my hand into a fist and make my way to my desk. I give Harry my late slip, and he puts both on the table. "So why were you both late?" asks the teacher. Oh god.."Um well my car broke down so we-" "Had a little private time inside it while it was parked?" says Zayn.  "Zayn, I swear-" "Enough, children. Get to your seats." We sit down, and I try to fix my hair. Harry shoots me a wink from the other side of the class. I roll my eyes, and he has to tease me even more. You know that thing people do when they wrap their arms around each other and pretend he's making out with someone, but he's not? Yeah, he did that. I crumble a paper from my notebook into a ball, and throw it at Harry. "Easy there, tiger." he whispers. "Shut up, Harry."