Liams POV:
When i woke up in the morning i turned and saw the brunette i had taken home last night, she turned to me and smiled. I didnt know what to say to make her leave without coming off as an asshole, i just looked at her and smiled awkwardly. I think she got my point though because she immediatly got up and pulled on her clothes. I got up along with her and walked her to my door, i opened the door for her and as she was walking out she grabbed my hand and wrote her number on it, i smiled even though i knew i wasnt going to call her, i watched her walk away and before i closed the door i saw Harry walking up to my doorstep with a questioning look on his face. I knew he had seen the girl come out of my house, but he didnt say anything when he walked up.
"Hey Harry, what brings you here?" i asked as casually as i could.
"uhm, i actually wanted to talk to you about something" he said. I knew what he wanted to talk about, i just stood there staring at him for a few mintutes. He cleared his throat and i looked at him and smiled
"so, you can come in" i said as i walked inside.
"Do you want anything to drink? Maybe a cup of tea?" i asked as nonchalantly as possible.
"Listen, Liam, i want to talk about what happened..er... that night" he said completely ignoring my question.
"Oh, yeah? okay, well i just want to say that im sorry and, er, it meant nothing and i just want to forget that it ever happened, okay?" i said through clenched teeth.
"Oh, yeah. okay I completely agree. Lets just go back to being normal, it was just a drunk mistake" he said.
"Okay" i said as i was walking towards the living room. I flopped down on the couch and looked back to him, he was just standing there staring at the floor with confusion swimming in his emerald eyes. "What do you want to watch? We could watch-" i began. "Actually, ive gotta get back to my place, ya know. See the boys and finish writing." he said quickly. "Oh, okay. Well, bye" i said trying not to show my dissapointement. "bye" he said as he walked out of my flat. I thought that maybe i should go over there and write with them, i mean, i am a part of the band. But Harry hadnt said anything about me coming with him so i decided to leave it and order chinese food.
Harrys POV:
I hadn't been able to sleep much since me and Liam... hooked up. My mind was racing at all times, and the weird thing was, was that i wasnt even tired. Not at all. I decided to go to Liams flat and maybe talk with him about it. I knew it was early when I got there so I sat on te curb for a few minutes. My head snapped up when i heard his door open, I watched as the brown haired girl wrote something on his hand, probably her number, and for some reason i found myself wishing he wouldnt call her. I walked over to his door while thinking intensely on why i didnt want him to call her. There was something i was feeling and it only intensified when I looked up and saw him standing in his doorway, he was already watching me. He was curious as to why I was here, hell, even I was curious as to why i was here. I had had plently of one night stands before, what was so different about this one? Maybe cause he was a guy? Or maybe cause he was in the same band as me. I remember him asking me if i had wanted anything to drink but I ignored his question. I figured the best way was to just get directly to the point and not beat around the bush. "Listen, Liam, i want to talk about what happened..er... that night" I said. "Oh, yeah? okay, well i just want to say that im sorry and, er, it meant nothing and i just want to forget that it ever happened, okay?" he said.I felt my face drop at his words but I dont think he noticed. "Oh, yeah. okay I completely agree. Lets just go back to being normal, it was just a drunk mistake" I said. It pained me intensely to say those words. I dont know why, but even looking at Liam made my heart hurt. "okay". he said as he walked towards the couch. I just stood there awkwardly as he turned on the TV. He invited me to watch some TV with him but i knew i wouldnt be able to trust myself around him, and the thought of sitting that close to him and not being able to do anything made me nauseous. I quickly made up some excuse about hanging out with the guys, i wasnt even exactly sure what i had said, before i scrambed out of there. I needed to think about my feelings. I think I was falling for him, I was falling for my straight bestfriend.
Im on like a writing binge right now so im gonna upload another chapter today that gets the main focus of the story going.
