Broken

Chapter 6

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.