Invisible 2 (H.S. AU)

Chapter 6

Harry's P.O.V

Once I got back to my apartment, I went straight to the fridge and grabbed a beer. I knew I shouldn't, but I needed something to get my mind off of what just happened.

What I should be doing was thinking clearly and trying to figure out a way to fix this.

But, unfortunately for me, I'm Harry and I always fuck everything up.

Let's face it, I don't always make the best decisions.

I slammed the bottle down at the kitchen table and slouched into the chair.

Spinning the cap on the table, I begin to remember the time Victoria came and visited me so long ago last time I was drunk.

She looked so beautiful, but she said things that she didn't normally say.

Or was that really Steph?

I couldn't remember.

All I remembered was that someone  came and visited me when I was drunk.

Whether it was Victoria or Steph, I wished someone would come visit me today. I'm lonely.

I wished Victoria was spending the night with me. I never wanted to be without her again.

Before I knew it, my phone was in my hand and I was calling someone. I wasn't even sure who, my fingers just dialed a number on autopilot.

I began to take another drink out of the bottle, but I realized it was already gone. Come to think of it, so was the one in front of me.

When had I gotten another beer?

I was so drunk.

Why hadn't she picked up yet?

Finally someone answered.

"Hello?" A female voice asked, very confused.

"Victoria?" I responded. I needed to hear my angel's voice. She sounded off again.

"Harry? Why the fucking hell are you calling me?"

"Baby? Don't be mad. I'm sorry, okay?"

"Harry. You're drunk. What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about Victoria." Was she really about to act like that?

"You're fucking stupid. I'm not Victoria dumbass."

Suddenly the voice clicked with a face inside my drunk brain.

Just to be sure I wasn't dreaming, I took the phone away from my ear and looked at the number.

"Steph?" I asked confused.

"You guessed right." She cackled.

My blood ran cold.

Shit.

I didn't even have her number in my phone anymore!

"Do you want to tell me why you called now?"

I hung up.

What just happened?

I slammed my head down on the table and covered my head with my hands.

Of course the sudden movement knocked over the other beer bottle I had open, and the liquid and two empty bottle fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

"Jesus fucking Christ!"  I swore at no one in particular.

I was still fucking alone and messing everything up.