the freshmen 500 || h.s

Chapter 13

I awaken to the sound of a car horn. 

"Fuck you!" Harry yells out of his window to a passing vehicle.

"Shut up, Harry. She's awake." Skye scolds. I want to sit up but I'm so comfortable just resting my head on Skye's lap. I feel her pull a blanket tighter across my body.

Since when was this blanket on me?

"Ok Harry you have some explaining to do. What the h-hell happened in there?" Skye asked, still sounding a bit tipsy.

"Can we please not talk about this now?" He groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"I want answers. Why'd you pull me out of Louis' house with an unconscious, practically naked Aria in your arms?" Skye pushed.

"Can't you tell I don't want to talk about it?" He grits his teeth. "I'll explain everything when you sober up and when Aria gets some clothes on."

With that, Skye shuts up.

We continue down the road in silence; the only thing to be heard is the hum of the car engine, Skye's soft breaths in my ear, and Harry's fingers tapping on the steering wheel. 

We slow down as we pull into my driveway and I hear Harry get out of the car.

"Take her inside" He orders, leaning against the hood, biting at his nails.

"I can go myself." I grumble, sitting up. A horrible head rush knocks me back down onto Skye's lap.

"I can't pick her up; you do it." She moans, exiting the car and crossing her arms.

Harry groans but reaches within the car to pick me up.

I find a sort of comfort within his hard arms as he wraps the blanket around me.

"Aria," Skye nudges me, "do you have your house key?"

"In my jeans." I mumble into Harry's chest.

My jeans are on the floor in Louis' room so they're no help to us.

"Do you have a bobby pin, Skye?" Harry questions.

"Um yeah." She reaches up and pulls one from her hair.

Harry fiddles with the lock for a second before pushing the door open.

"Where'd you learn that?" 

"I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve." Harry responds.

Skye and I both cringe as the lights are turned on and Liam rushes down the stairs.

"Aria! Is she ok?" He rushes, taking me from Harry's arms into his own.

"Someone drugged her drink. She'll be fine." Harry crossed his arms and they both follow us inside.

Liam sets me down on the couch and leaves to get me some Advil and clothes.

Skye sits down beside me and urges me to sit up.

Harry paces the room a couple times before leaving for the kitchen.

"You're lucky dad's working late tonight." Liam shakes his head while handing me my Advil and some clothes, "How did this happen anyway?"

Skye shrugs her shoulders. "I'm just as clueless as you are. I was dragged here." She inspects the ends of her hair and I put the clothes on.

"Do you remember anything?" He questions.

I think for a second. The events are blurry and pieces are missing from the picture. I must've dozed in and out as it was happening.