A Public Affair (A Harry Style Fan Fiction)

Wake Me UP

Harry’s POV

I could hear her laugh, her sweet voice in my ears. I could see her putting her hands in front of her mouth because her laugh was too loud or the way she tilted her head to the side when she was listening closely to someone. Those were only a few things that I loved about her. I loved her funny yet weird sense of humour or the way she acted like she didn’t give a fuck about what others thought about her. She was too good to be real, she was just an act and I had to wake up. Wake up Harry! You have to wake up! I got back to the real world only to open my eyes to see Paul above my face. I groaned as I saw his facial expression and rolled on my stomach, pulling the sheets over my head. I thought he would let me sleep since I barely got any last night due to my busy night but no he wasn’t playing any games. He pulled off my sheets and screamed above my head to get out of the bed and start packing because we were leaving in less than 2 hours. I knew that Paul would scold me about my behaviour last night and I knew I would get shit for acting like a brat. He left my room and I got off my bed and walked to the bathroom. I took a quick cold shower to get rid of Liz who was haunting my mind. I just didn’t know why I kept having dreams or even memories about her. I met a lot of girls in my life and I always managed to forget about them with a good night of hot sex but this wasn’t doing the trick with Liz. I loudly sighed before turning the cold water off. I grabbed a towel and walked in my soon to be old room. I got dressed quickly and picked up my things before walking out of the room. I got in the living room and saw Zayn, Louis and Eleanor. Zayn was talking to someone on the phone, it seemed like they were arguing. I bet he was talking to Perrie. It was a obvious that she saw the pictures of last night on the net and wanted Zayn’s side of the story. I sat down next to Zayn but he got up to yell in the other room. I was about to take out my phone from my pocket when Louis asked me questions about last night.

‘’Did you have fun last night mate?’’ He said smiling at me. I didn’t know if I wanted to tell him the whole story but I couldn’t lie to Louis.

‘’It was bloody entertaining, you should have come.’’ I replied looking right at him and then at El, who was flipping through the pages of her magazine, and then right back at him. He slid closer beside me before putting his hand close to his mouth so no one could hear our conversation, not even Eleanor.

‘’You will have to give me more than just ‘bloody entertaining’. We all heard you last night.’’ He leaned back on the couch before putting his hand behind his head like he won something.  I was about to reply something but something was off.

I got a buzz in my head; it was like someone stabbed me multiple times in the head. I leaned forwards and massaged my temples with both of my hands. I usually got headaches when I drank too much the night before but nothing major like that. I was about to stand up and walk to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water when I almost fell down on the ground but Louis and Liam caught me in time. They both held on to my arms. I didn’t say anything to them because I couldn’t tell my brain to function. They helped me get back to the couch and I laid down. Eleanor came back with a glass of water and some white pills. I took them and drank the glass of water. What was wrong with me? Did I really drink that much last night? I closed my eyes for a minute but I could feel them eyeing me. I could feel their stares. 

‘’Alright guys! It’s time to go! The bus is ready downstairs.’’ I heard Paul voice getting closer to where I was laying on the couch. ‘’What’s wrong with him?’’ He asked everyone in the room. I didn’t reply because I didn’t know the answer to his question. 

‘’I think he is a lot more hungover than we imagined.’’ Niall replied to Paul. 

‘’That’s what happens when you don’t think before you do something stupid. Get up Harry, you will get plenty of sleep in the bus.’’ He said directly to me.