In Another World

Part 20

Harry's POV

I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands in my hair. What was I thinking? What was she thinking? Why didn't she stop me? She's the sober one, not me. Well, I am sobered up now. Why did I even do that, drunk or not?

My mind is racing, my head is pounding and she's just sitting there. I stand up and redress, hoping she does too. I can't believe I would even do that. People do crazy things while drunk but this has to be the worst. I'm so mad at myself but still more mad at Meg. She knew exactly what she was doing and she was taking advantage of me.

Maybe she has feelings for me. Maybe she thought that this was the only time she could have sex with me, and she was right. But she shouldn't have done that. I think I came onto her... but she could've stopped it! She is so stupid and I hate her. I guess it's back to ignoring her when we're not in public. I know she hates it but she should.

"Harry..." she says

"Stop." I say, without thinking. She crawls to the edge of the bed, and sits beside me.

"I'm sorry. I... didn't know what I was doing."

That's it. SHE didn't know what she was doing? SHE didn't mean to? Her, the sober one of us and she's using that stupid fucking excuse.

"Really? You didn't know what you were doing? You were sober, I wasn't!"

"Harry," she says, much calmer and quieter than me. "I know I was wrong," I glare at her, "Very wrong, but you just can't use that you were drunk as an excuse."

"Yes, I can! I didn't know what I was doing and you used me!" I fight back.

And I'm still wondering if I should tell Louis or not.

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{Hiiii! I'm so very sorry I haven't undated in what seems like forever. I have been super busy with school and to be honest I've had no free time to write. I'll still try to update as often as I can.}