Harry's POV
I shouldn't have gave her that last drink. I probably shouldn't even have given her the first drink. I'm not drinking around her anymore. It was so weird, it was like I couldn't stay away from her. Even now, she's passed out on my bed at 4 in the morning, I should just go find another room to sleep in. But I'm not going to. I felt bad for getting her drunk. The poor girl has probably never drank before. She would for sure be walk g up soon to throw it all up, and someone had to be here to explain what happened, right? I wonder what happened to Lauren. She should be in here, not me. I felt guilty again. I should have told Kaitlin that Lauren liked Niall, or at least played it off on the girl next to her. I know Niall said he thought Kaitlin was "cute" or whatever, but he's like Lauren forever. I looked at Kaitlin on the bed. I guess she was kind of cute...
Holy shit I need to go to bed. I leaned my head back on the chair, but it wasn't nearly as comfortable as my bed. It still pissed me off a little, the fact the Niall likes Lauren. I guess it's not really his fault though, I didn't tell him I like her. I sighed, a little too loudly. I opened my eyes and checked Kaitlin to make sure she was still sleeping. Then, the doors burst open and before I can comprehend what's happening, Lauren's loud voice hits my ears.
"Harry, what the hel-" she stopped yelling when she saw Kaitlin.
Her jaw clenched but her attention shifted to me.
"What the fuck, Harry." She hissed.
"What?" I asked, too tired to know what the hell she was talking about.
"You slept with her?!" She said.
"Oh, god no, Lauren. She passed out downstairs so I brought her up here." I replied.
"Oh, so I assume your just babysitting her?" Sarcasm evident in her voice.
I stood up, getting pissed off now.
"Yes, actually, I am."
She crossed her arms, clearly just as mad. She glared at Kaitlin, like she was making a decision. She lunged herself on the bed and started shaking Kaitlin. I grabbed Lauren trying to pull her off Kaitlin.
"Lauren, calm the fuck down." I hissed in her ear.
She swatted at me but I brought her to the chair I was sitting in.
"What the hell was that for." She said, all whispers gone in her voice.
"Cannibalism isn't aloud in my house, sorry." I replied.
She rolled her eyes. I turned around to make sure Kaitlin wasn't dead or something. She looked just the same as before Lauren jumped on her. I couldn't help but laugh. Even if your drunk, it's pretty hard to sleep through that. I turned back to Lauren smirking at me.
"You like her." She stated.
"Do not."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Then why else did you come up here and watch her sleep?"
"Because I got her drunk!" My voice was getting louder but I didn't care anymore.
"I don't believe you."
"I do not like her."
"Why not?"
I groaned. "Because I like you, Lauren!"
My eyes grew wide and so did hers. What. The. Hell. Harry. I turned around and put my head in my hands. Your so fucking stupid. I pulled on my hair, but it didn't help. This is the only time i can remember being embarrassed, and I would hope the last.
"I'm sorry, I didn't-" she started.
"Leave." I ordered.
Usually Lauren would be stubborn and stay there but this time she got up and walked out the door without saying anything else. I closed the doors and locked them. I just leaned against the door. I have never told anyone who I liked, ever. I felt so stupid. I sighed and crawled into my bed. I didn't care that Kaitlin was in it anymore. It made me feel better to have someone in my bed with me that I wasn't planning on fucking. I pulled the covers back on her because Lauren had pulled them off, and passed out.
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Broken
FanfictionKaitlin moves back from her home and Australia and find her old best friends with new ones. Not that Kaitlin minds, one of them happens to catch her eye. One of them may be the one she's looking for, that perfect broken boy she wants to fix, but she...