But I'm Lesbo || Harry Styles ||

Chapter 6

I wake up to myself coughing. I turn to my side to reach for a tissue on my nightstand. I pull out some from its box and blow my nose. I look at the time to see its 4:30pm. Oh my God! Have I slept all day! *cough*

I cough into the tissue a few times before rolling out of bed. I pick up my phone and walk into the bathroom. I check my phone for messages while I get undressed. I've got two  missed calls from Harry and a few messages from friends.

I check my friends messages first before I phone Harry. All their messages say something about a party and if I'm coming and shit. I reply that I'm not feeling well to all of them. I'm not lying though. Harry was right last night.
I call Harry as I turn the shower on. He answers in a matter of seconds.

"Hey, you phoned?" I say, looking at myself in the mirror. I've got huge bags under my eyes and my makeup I wore last night is a mess.
I basically look like a panda.

"A cute panda" I hear Harry say through the phone.

"Oh my gosh. Did I just say that out loud!?" I laugh.

"Yes" he chuckles before be both burst out laughing. I love it when we laugh together and Harry has the cutest little laugh.

"So you called?" I ask again.

"There's this party tonight...I was wondering If  you wanna go with me?"

"Sorry, Harry" I say hearing him breath out as if he were sad. "I'm not feeling too good. You were right yesterday. Now I'm sick" I hear him chuckle a bit.

"Nah, it's fine. I'll see you soon?" He says.

"Yeah see ya. Bye"

"Bye." and with that he ends the call.

I put my phone on the bathroom table and strip from the remaining clothes on my body. I step inside the shower and let me loose myself in the warmth of the water.

After what seems like forever I hear a knock on the door from downstairs. Usually I would've yelled for my mum to answer it but my parents where out of town for the week.

I switch the shower off and rap a towel around me before making my way down the stairs. My hair hangs loosely on my shoulders while they drip of water.

I look through the peep hole to see who it is and- oh my word. Why is he here?.
I'm in a fooking towel for God's sakes.

I reach for the door handle and slowly open  the door with only my head stuck out since I didn't want him to see me in a towel.

"Why are you not at the party?" I question.

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