I couldn't walk in a straight line, that's how drunk I was. I was trying my best but I kept stumbling and falling into people. I couldn't control myself and I found myself headed straight for the dance floor. My mind was whirling; I had stopped counting how many tequila shots I had ordered a while ago. Stumbling into the hands of a guy I couldn't really make out I noticed that my head was reeling. The last thing I remember was my name being called before my brain went blank.
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I lifted my head and immediately regretted it. I had an unrelenting misery of a headache and my eyes hurt. I groaned and lowered my head onto my pillow again, rubbing my poor eyes. It was then that I realised I wasn't actually in my bed. I sat up quickly, taking in my surrondings. I was in a pale white room that looked like my dorm, except there was a desk and a wardrobe on one wall, and a few cupboards on the other wall. A door to what I assumed was the toilet stood on the far end of the wall. I stared at the desk, noticing how sloppily some text books were thrown on them.
My chest tightened when I saw a black heap of material with silver bracelets on them and I realised that it was my outfit from last night. Looking down at myself I was relieved to see I wasn't naked; I was wearing a black shirt that was a tad too big and grey sweatpants that were way too big. I almost had a heart attack when I saw Harry leaning against the wall by the bathroom door, watching me in amusement.
My head was still hurting and I stared at Harry. His hair was unstyles and it fell in front of his eyes. He was wearing a white shirt and low slung black sweatpants.
"W-why am I in here?" I asked, noticing how dry my mouth was.
"Here, in my room?" He asked me, and I nodded. I had a splitting headache and him being sarcastic with me was only making it worse.
He shrugged. "Autumn has your key and I couldn't find her last night so I was forced to bring you here."
I licked my chapped lips and stared at him, watching him dissapear into the bathroom and come out with a cup of water and what looked like paracetamol.
"W-we didn't do..." I trailed off, not needing to finish the question.
Harry's face hardened and he shook his head. "You think I'd take advangtage of someone when they're drunk?" He asked, his voice raised quite a bit.
I winced and shook my head, breathing out a sigh of relief. "I know you wouldn't."
He nodded curtly and walked up to me, handing me the water and the paracetamol. (A/N; I believe Americans call it advil or something!)
"Thank you," I whispered, taking them from him and taking the paracetamol and finishing off the cup of water. My throat felt a lot less scratchy and I watched him place it on his desk.
"My bracelets. They, um..." I began, not knowing what to say.
"I took them off when I brought you here, no one saw your cuts or burns." Even though his voice was venomous, it was relieving.
"What happened last night?" I asked, not remembering a thing.
"You got shit faced, started dancing with random guys and Olly found you. Someone had to take you back but no one wanted to do it, and we couldn't find Summer so Olly made me take you back. I had to stay here and look after you instead of going back and enjoying a few drinks of my own," he explained simply.
"Autumn," I winced. "Her name is Autumn."
"Well whatever her name is, she had your key so I had to forfeit my night to take care of your irresponsible arse."
"Did you change me?" I asked, my eyes falling on the pillow and blankets on the floor.
He nodded..Silence fell between us and I bit my lip. "I'm sorry for ruining your night... I didn't mean to."
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