Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

2 Months later...

Harry's POV

“Harry open the dam door,” there he goes again banging on my door.

I slowly stood up from the bed wrapping a blanket around my naked body. When I reached the door I look back to look at the stranger that laid sound asleep in my bed. I forgot what her name was, but it doesn't matter anyways. I wasn't planning on calling her back or anything.

I open the door just a little and holding it in place with my foot so that Louis wouldn't be able to open it far enough for him to see this stranger in my bed.

Louis had this angry look on his face and I was trying hard not to laugh. It was strange seeing him be angry because he was usually the giddy one in the band. Yeah he was bitchy and sassy, but even then it was still funny.

“Mate, you are fucking up. You have to be in the studio in half an hour. Come on,” he said.

“Yeah I'll be right out,” I said my voice groggy.

“You have another one with you? Don't you?” He asked trying to peak around me.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” I said and tried to close the door.

Louis was too fast and he pushed my door wide open stepping in to watch the stranger in my bed.

“For god sakes Harry!” He yelled.

“Shut up you are going to wake her,” I whispered.

He through his hands in the air then spoke, “Look Harry get dressed and get out I'll be in the car and try not to have sex with anyone on your way out the door.”

I laughed and said, “Don't worry Eleanor is not my type.”

He rolled his eyes and then walked out of my bedroom. Louis and I got an apartment together considering we were the only ones who were single, but then he met Eleanor leaving me to be the only single one of the band.

I looked over at the stranger in my bed. I still didn't know who she was. I shrugged it off and began to get dressed. Once I was dressed I grabbed a pen and a paper and wrote down a note for the girl in my bed.

At work. Help yourself to anything you'd like to eat. I'll call you.

-H.

I wasn't sure I even had her number, but it wasn't like I was actually going to call her anyways.

I went outside where Eleanor was sitting in the living room having a cup of tea. She looked up at me raising her eyebrows.

“Good morning Harry,” she said sweetly, “fun night?”

“The funnest,” I said.

“You need a girlfriend,” she said.

“No I don't. They are too much drama for me,” I said grabbing my jacket that I left on the couch as I walked in last night.

I walked out of the house without saying goodbye to her and went in the car with Louis. He didn't speak to me on the way to the studio, but I was used to everyone always being mad at me for the things I do.

“Are you really going to ignore me all day,” I finally spoke.

“Harry, I just don't know what is wrong with you,” he began.

I rolled my eyes and turned my head to look out of the window.

“Ever since,” he stopped talking and I turned to look at him.