Its the morning, you wake to find Harry's side of the bed cold as ice. He was just there a few hours ago. You jump up still weary from your slummer. You yell his name, nothing, you yell again, still nothing. You walk into the kitchen and he's not there, you search the whole house and still no sign of your mysterious boyfriend.
You just decide to get in the shower, to wash the remits of last night. You never really realize this, but you start to hum and then the humming turns into loud strong singing coming from your lips. Harry always sat outside the bathroom door to hear your angelic voice. He would giggle when you got some of the words wrong, but he loved it anyways, it always made him feel better no matter what.
You get out of the shower and realize what time it is. Its 9 at night, you must have slept the whole day! You walk down stairs in only a towel to get your clothes out of the dryer, to find the window open. It always scared you to death that someone would break into the house with or with out Harry there. You quickly got the bat you kept by the stairs, you walk around the corner and there you see a talk figure standing by the window. You start walking up behind the talk figure, you start to get the smell of liquor. The next thing you know there is some skinny figure climbing through the window, you could tell it was a girl. You scream so loud, he turned around in one swift motion.
You swing the bat up steadying yourself to hit, this is where your 6 years of softball comes in handy. You reach over never losing eye contact with this figure, and turn on the kitchen light. Once your eyes adjust to the light, you realize its Harry. You look over and see a girl that might be in her twenties, but looks thirty with all the make-up. You could tell he got her at a club, but why would Harry go to a club and bring home a girl?
You know that Harry's drunk so you just grabbed his arm even though he was stronger than you, he was to drunk to fight back. You walked Harry over to the door, you took his car keys and told Liam that Harry was going to stay the night there. You went back to the girl and told her to get out. She said "No" so you went over to her and took her arm and tried to get her out, all at once her hand landed on your face. Instantly you felt your right eye swell, before you knew what you were doing your fist connected to her face. Blood streamed out of her nose and onto the floor, you heard Liam walk into the kitchen, "What the fuck happened!" You stood there in shock and anger running though your veins, you wanted to kill this girl not knowing what her and Harry have already did. You launched yourself forward at her, Liam caught you just in time before your fist connected to her face again. "GET OUT" you screamed with all your might. Tears already streaming down your face. You felt Liam pull you in and hold you so tight.
You collapsed into Liam's arms. You felt him set you down some where, but you were to weak to open your eyes. Besides your eye killed anyway, you felt it getting bigger and bigger. You heard Liam talking to the girl, she was crying and yelling at the same time. It made you want to get up and slam her whole body in the door. You heard the door close and felt someone come and pick you up. You could tell it was Niall's arms so you tucked your head into his neck. He set you down in your bed still in his arms he covered both of you up and held you tight.
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