Torn

Chapter 9: Drunk

~Maddi's POV~

[1 week later]

Things are still pretty weird around here with everyone knowing about my miscarriage. And now that Harry is single he barely leaves his room when I'm over.

I've been hanging out with Louis, Niall, Eleanor, and Emma a lot. I told Emma about my kisses with Niall, she totally understood and was actually really nice about it.

I explained to everyone about Zack breaking up with me, leaving out the fact that Harry was going to tell me he loved me. They were sympathetic and Louis threatened to "beat the shit out of his sorry ass if he ever hurts me again" his words exactly.

Me and Harry rarely talk anymore and he barely makes eye contact with me. I try to ask him what's wrong but every time I get the chance he changes the subject and leaves the room. He's so dramatic sometimes. I thought he'd be happier when him and Kate broke up. Guess not.

I was now staying in a hotel with Emma since staying with Harry would be way awkward. And Niall had his brother visiting with his wife and new son, Theo. I liked staying in the hotel anyway a lot less awkward than having to wake up to Harry every morning.

I haven't been sleeping well the past week, too much drama. I just want this vacation to actually become fun. There was a knock on the door. Who the hell was at my hotel door at 4 in the morning? I pulled myself out of bed. I was wearing only a sweat shirt and baggy sweat pants with my hair in a very messy bun and no make up on.

I opened the door to see Harry standing at my door. I was speechless.

"H-Harry." Was all that came out of my mouth.

"Maddi I need to talk to you baby." He stumbled around his breath smelling like alcohol.

"How did you even get here? Are you drunk? What the fuck Harry?"

"I-I want you. I want us again." My breath hitched at the sound of his voice.

"Harry your drunk." He stepped into the hotel room with me. I closed the door behind him and it made him flinched.

"But I feel the same way about you when I'm sober. I can't get you out of my mind and it drives me crazy." He said looking at the floor.

"I don't even know what to say right now Harry." I said while taking a seat on the couch sighing.

"Just say you'll take me back, that you love me." He took a seat next to me on the couch. Emma started to stir in bed but she was the heaviest sleeper I know. What was I supposed to say to him? Do I still love Harry?

"Honestly I don't even know right now." A bit of hope lit up his face.

"Just stop drinking so much all right. You worry me." I rubbed my temples lightly and closed my eyes.

"So you worry about me huh?" He shot me a cheeky smile.

"Yes Harry I worry about you." I said giggling slightly.

"Well I'm exhausted." Harry said kicking off his shoes.

"What do you think your doing?" I said annoyed. Harry is not sleeping here I came here to get away from him not for him to stay here too.

"I'm sleeping here tonight." He said walking over my my bed.

"Oh really?" He nodded and pulled back the covers to my bed. He stripped his pants and shirt leaving him in nothin but his black boxer briefs.

I sat back on the couch.

"Aren't you coming to bed?" I could hear the cheekiness in his voice.

"Not with you I'm not."

"You know you want too Maddi."

I rolled my eyes and made my way to the bed.

"That's my girl." He said moving closer to my side of the bed.

"Keep your distance Styles." I said while climbing into the bed.

"It's hot in here maybe you should just sleep in your bra and panties." He smirked at me but I ignored it and rolled my eyes.

"Your lucky I'm even this close to you right now." I said trying to make him shut up. I laid my head on my pillow facing away from Harry. I felt his arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me close to his chest. My heart fluttered.

"What do you think you doing?" I said jokingly. His eyes were starting to close. His breath still smelled of liquor as he managed to whisper a few words into my ear.

"I'm trying to get my girl back."