At the End of the Day...

Chapter 3

Wow.
Wow.
Ok.
I'm gone.
This is the most drunk I've been in my life.
Harry and Louis are standing next to me laughing at something someone said.
I decide to laugh too, even though I have no idea what is going on.
Where's my phone?
Bag.
Ok....
1.03am
Ok, yep, that's fine.
"You ok?" Harry asks me. He's wasted too, I can tell.
Not as much as me though.
He's holding on to me. He's so warm.
"Mhm," I reply, with a smile.
"Wanna go home?" He says, with a yawn.
"Whatever you wanna do...whoops!" I almost fall over.
"Ok, I'll take you home," he says with a little giggle.
Then I start uncontrollably giggling as he walks me out.
"Bye, Eva! See you soon!" I can hear Louis shouting, and I reply, "bye Louis! You're the best..!"
So drunk.
Harry and I exit the club. It's chilly outside.
The next thing I know, we're entering a black car, and I'm lying in Harry's arms.
So warm. "Tonight was really fun," I look up to see him looking down at me.
"Yeah, I really enjoyed it too," he replies with a small smile.
The car stops, and I look out the window to see my apartment block.
"I'll help you inside, where's your key Eva?" Harry asks me.
I hand him the key that was in my bag, and he opens the car door, pulling me out with him.
He unlocks my door once we reach it, and we stumble inside.
"Nice place," he says, looking around.
I fall into my couch.
"Um...so...I better get going..." He says, the smile gone.
"Oh. Ok," I say, and I'm disappointed. I like Harry. I don't want to be by myself tonight.
I can't think straight.
"Maybe I should stay...you are pretty drunk," he says, approaching me.
"Only if you want to," I reply, but inside I'm screaming.
"I'll just go outside and tell my driver that I won't be going to my hotel."
He dashes outside, and I decide to get into my pyjamas quickly, before he gets back.
I put on some flannel bottom and a camisole, braless of course. I can't sleep in a bra.
Before I know it, Harry has come back inside, and he says, "let's get you to bed."
Oh my god.
Harry Styles just said that to me.
I stand up, with a wobble, and head to my room. He follows me inside.
He then pulls the duvet back and I slip under the covers.
"You can sleep in here if you want, it gets pretty cold in this flat."
He takes off his shoes and comes under with me. I can tell he's trying not to get too close, but I'm so wasted that I throw my arms around him and cuddle him.
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I wake up to the best sound in the world.
Harry breathing.
I notice that my phone is next to me, so I check the time.
10.02am
That was actually a blast last night. Luckily enough, I remember most of it.
I'm busting for the toilet.
Trying not to bother Harry, I climb over him swiftly, and jog to my bathroom.
Harry is in my bed right now.
What actually is life?
That's all I've been asking myself for the last day.
I flush the toilet, wash my hands and then brush my teeth.
Do not want morning breath.
Then I skip back to my room, where Harry sits on his phone.
He looks up at me, and says, "hi." God, his morning voice is so sexy. So deep...
"Hey Harry," I reply, "do you want a cup of tea?"
"That'd be nice thanks, Eva," he says with a smile.
I go into the kitchen - which is right next to my bedroom so I can still see him - and begin boiling some water.
"Thanks for taking care of me last night," I say to Harry awkwardly.
"No worries...we were both pretty pissed, weren't we?" He asks with a laugh.
"You bet," I say, and I laugh as well.
"Louis' asking where I am, whoops! Forgot to let him know," he tells me. The water in the kettle starts to come to the boil, and I take it off the stove and pour it into two mugs. "Sugar? Milk?" I ask him.
"Milk, please, no sugar," he replies as he gets off the bed and comes out into the kitchen. He's still wearing his tight jeans from last night.
"You must have slept uncomfortably," I point to his pants.
"Actually I slept well! I can sleep in any situation," he replies, and takes the cup from my hand.
"Let's watch some tv, and then you can have a shower," I say to him, leading him out into the lounge room.
"I wouldn't want to over stay my welcome...although I kind of already did that, didn't I?" He says cheekily.
I laugh, and say, "honestly! It's fine. Take all the time you need. I'll get you a towel."
Harry quickly finishes his tea and I give him a towel, then he heads into the bathroom.
Harry is going to be naked in my shower.
Holy fûck.
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About 15 minutes later, Harry opens the bathroom door, and steam pours out of the bathroom. He's already dressed back in his outfit from last night.
"I thought you died in there," I joke, and he replies, "sorry! I know! I have really long showers. They soothe my mind," he laughs.
After a few seconds, he says, with hesitance, "I want you to know that I had a lot of fun with you last night. You're a great person."
"I had great fun too, we should definitely do it again...only if you want to though," I say to him, shyly.
"Definitely," he says, his dimples prominent.
Harry is so nice. Like how is someone this famous so kind and considerate? I don't get it.
"I'll text you," he says, his face serious. Then he comes in for a hug.
My heart is pounding, and I really hope he can't feel it.
I want to kiss him.
Does he want to kiss me?
Or does he think I'm too young?
I begin pulling away, but he looks into my eyes, as if he wants reassurance.
Then, he kisses me.
I can't feel anything except his lips on mine and his hands on my lower back.
I put my own hands onto his shoulders, and grasp him tightly.
His full lips fit perfectly with mine, and I swear I can see fireworks through my closed eyes.
I kiss him back with just as much intensity, and then he pulls away.
I can see a level of lust in his eyes.
"Sorry, I didn't mean..." He begins, but I pull him in again.
He tastes like roses and mint.
I pull my hands through his long, damp hair, as he kisses me with urgency.
This time I'm the one to pull away.
"Don't be sorry," I say, out of breath.
"I better go..."he says, and I can tell he doesn't want to.
"Definitely text me, Harry," I say, and he smiles.
We hug for the last time, and off he goes.
I can't believe all of that just happened. What am I going to do?
I don't think I can control myself.
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