Coached [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4.

"Hey, hey Gabby." I hear my best friend's voice fill my ears as I wake up. My back lays against a cool hard ground beneath me, and I am immediately confused as to why I just woke up from the floor.

"Where am I?" I ask groggily, struggling to open my eyes and sit up. Mari's face comes into vision from across the room. She is standing in the doorway, her hand covering her lips, which must have a smirk across them. Her body shakes once and I know she is trying her best not to burst out laughing.

"Well, you are currently laying across the floor in one of my guest bedrooms," she says between small giggles. When I raise an eyebrow, she gives me a roll of her eyes and adds one more word. "Shirtless."

I look down at my chest in horror, seeing that what she says is true and I quickly throw my hands across my large breasts.

"Jeez, sorry Mari, I have no idea what happened," I tell her honestly, my mind racing to put the details from the previous night. "I must have blacked out because I can't remember a thing." I sigh in exasperation and shake my head because this is so typical of me.

"Typical," Mari says like she can read my mind. She laughs along with me, covering her eyes and walking into the room. "Careful, though, I might have to tell Coach Mike that you violated the no alcohol policy! Or maybe I'll tell our new hunk of a coach, I bet he would punish you properly." She smirks and an unknown feeling washes through me at the thought of our new coach.

Brushing it off as a feeling of hatred, I retort, "Okay, Miss Goody Two Shoes, who held the party in her house while her parents were out of town!" I stand up, looking for something that I can cover my chest with.

"Will you put a shirt on for goodness sake!" she yells, throwing a few options from the dresser.

I pick up a black t-shirt and throw it over my head quickly. A few memories pop into my mind as I wake up from my very drunken state.

"Wait!" I shout, making Mari throw her hands over her eyes and turn her back towards me.

"What? Do you need pants too?" She jokes, peeking out from underneath her hands and removes them once she sees that I am dressed.

I roll my eyes and walk over to try and push the stupidity out of her.

"No! I remembered something from last night! I was doing a keg stand, and I think Josh was holding me up." I search my brain for more information but I can't seem to uncover anymore details. "Does that sound right?"

"Yes!" Mari shouts excitedly. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I totally saw that happening! I was even cheering you on. It was crazy, you were up there for like a minute or even more."

"Seriously?" I say in disbelief. I mentally pat myself on the back.

"Yeah, and Josh was totally impressed. I'm guessing he is the one that took your shirt off right? Do you even remember the sex?"

I shake my head sadly, hoping I didn't have sex with Josh and forget. It must've been pretty shitty, my conscience remarks.

"Oh well, I bet it was fantastic." She lowers her voice. "Zayn and I-" she bites her lip. "You know..."

"Oh shit, no way! Did you lose your virginity to him?" Mari has been all over guys but never has actually had sex with any of them. She said she wanted to save it until marriage but we know how well that one worked out.

"Ah!" A faint red blush creeps over her face, which is very rare for her. "I know what you are thinking. It just felt right, Gab. Best. Thing. Ever."