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The Bakery

- Rosalie's POV -

Light hit my closed eyelids as I began to gain conscience. I opened my eyes expecting to see my familiar light blue room, instead I was greeted by white walls and an unfamiliar bed. I looked around, taking everything in as I tried to rack my brain for any information about what happened last night. All I remembered was having my first pint with Harry at the bar. Running my hand through my hair, my eyes found my dress hanging on the knob of the door. Alarmed, I immediately checked to see what I was wearing and I was happy to know that I wasn't naked in someone's bed. Just then, the door creaked open and I was greeted by Harry's smiling face.

"You're awake." He simply said, a cup in his hands and medicine in the other. I watched as he made his way towards me, handing me the cup full of tea and two Advil's. "You better take this before the headaches fully kick in."

Obeying, I tossed the medicine into my mouth followed by soothing tea. "Where are we?"

"My flat."

"Did we.. You know?"

"No."

"Okay."

The next few seconds were full of silence as I continued to drink from my cup, avoiding his gaze. "What happened last night?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck nervously.

"You ordered drink after drink and you wouldn't let me stop you." He informed me, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth afterwards. "Then you got drunk as fuck and shit happened. You don't really want to know the exact details."

"By the way you're speaking, I don't think I want to know." I spoke, laughing softly. I took my final

sips from my tea, leaving the cup empty like my memory about last night. I think Harry noticed because he wondered if I wanted more of the tea which I politely turned down. "I'm good, thank you though."

He nodded, a smile om his lips. "Well, it's currently 9:30 and I promised Mason I'd have you back by noon.. What do you want to do that wastes time?"

"Um, can we get some food? I'm starving." I replied quietly, biting my lip.

"What ever you want. I know a good bakery down the road that's a short walk that you'll love, Princess."

I looked at the boy in front of me, shaking my head in amusement. Even though I hated being called titles like that, I didn't mind when he did. Especially if he had that charming smile on his face when he called me a princess. My eyes followed the green eyed boy as he stood up and straightened his straight. I slowly removed the blanket from my body and stood up, letting the fabric of his shirt fall high above my knees. Harry noticed and I saw his eyes immediately go to the bottom of the shirt, the usual intensity a boy would get in his eyes when a girl was standing in only a shirt and her panties in front of them. Clearing my throat, I raised an eyebrow at the pop star and smirked.

His eyes flew up to meet mine, his cheeks turning a pink shade. "S-Sorry." He stuttered, obviously embarrassed at being caught in the act.

I just laughed, running my hand through my hair as he stared at the ground. "It's alright.. How about I get out of this?"

"Yeah, here let me get your dress." He spoke, taking a step towards the door.

"Um, this might be weird to ask but do you have anything else I could wear?" I wondered, smiling sheepishly.

He looked at me for a few seconds and then nodded slowly. "My sister always leaves her things here when she sleeps over. I'll go get them." With that, he disappeared into his closet and returned with an arms full of clothing. "It looks like she only forgets jeans and jackets."