Felicia felt her eyes flutter open as her body began to move. Her neck twinged in slight pain, due to an awkward sleeping position she found herself in. The bed felt like it swallowed her up as she rubbed deeper into the pillow behind her.
Her chest rose slowly as she took in a deep, morning breath. Her hand lazily ran through her hair as she combed through the tangles from fitful slumber. As she brought her arm out, into a full circle, back to her side, she struck something hard on her pillow. Quickly she drew her arms tightly into herself as her head sprung up.
The sound of a low moan filled her ears. Her pillow just moved. Someone was in bed with her.
♡
Liam snorted as drool flowed from the corner of his mouth onto the floor, where he had chosen to sleep. Louis had taken the spare bedroom next to Harry's. Niall, the comfy chair and ottoman next to the couch.
Niall began to mumble quietly as he drempt about choosing from his favorite food. He could almost taste the delicious flavors on his tongue. A faint smirk tattooed his cheeks as he opened his mouth wide for a bite of hot, cheesy pizza. But, his succulent dream was suddenly interrupted by a loud shriek.
All three boys jumped from their places as they quickly sprang to their feet.
"Felicia." Liam called out as he ran in her direction, followed by Niall. Louis met them as he exited his room, only sporting checkered boxers.
Niall reached in front of Liam and burst the door open and flipped on the lights. All three boys came to an instant halt.
There, huddled in the corner of the bed, tightly engulfed in sheets was a frightened Felicia. And across from her, sat a very large, a very groggy, and a very hungover Harry Styles.
"What the devil are you doing, Harry? " Niall boomed as he stormed in the room, fist clenched.
Harry's head cocked slightly up in the boys position. His hair was scruffed up, along with an extra layer of hair on his face. His eyes were heavy and red, as his green irises reflected the light coming from the door. His lips were slightly opened as he rose to his feet, immediately cupping his head in his hands. He wobbled a little, as the light blinded him. He crashed, backside first, onto the bed once again. His head landing on the scared girls lap. Felicia gave out a short scream as she pulled herself further away, causing her to reach the edge of her space and falling to the floor, scrunched between the wall and the matress
She shrieked again as her legs stuck straight up in the air and her arms flangled to her side.
"Help me!"
Niall instantly jumped on the bed to pull her back up, kneeing Harry in the crotch during the process.
"Niall?" Felicia almost sobbed as he pulled her into his arms. Harry turned his wide, pleading eyes towards her as he began to grasp the situation.
"I'm here, baby." Niall calmed her as he planted a series of small kisses on her lips. "Don't worry, it's okay. It was just Har-"
Niall felt a sharp pain in his lower back as he was yanked from the bed, losing his grip around Felicia.
He crashed to the floor in a daze as sparkles littered his eyesight. Within seconds, it became very clear what happened. Standing above him was an enraged Harry.
His eyes were cynical as his irises took on a darker shade of emerald. His nostrils were flared as veins began to resurrect across his shirtless torso and arms. His tattoos almost looked 3D as they lifted and fell with his angry breaths. His jawline was unusually sharp and defined as his teeth gritted within his mouth. His fist were tightly balled together as he inched closer to Niall's fallen body.
Harry was furious.
"What did you just call her?" His words dropped like anvils.
The look of horror covered Niall's face. "I-I-I-I... "
Harry gritted his teeth harder as he continued to move forward. "Did you just kiss her, Niall? Did you just freaking kiss her in front of me?"
Liam and Louis rushed in to try and restrain Harry, but it was no use. He threw them off like paper dolls. Niall frantically pushed himself backwards on the floor trying to get to his feet.
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A Night In the Dark | H. S.
FanfictionDrug addiction, long sleepless nights, and a broken heart are a toxic mix for Harry Styles. In hopes to straighten his mind out, he's sent to America for a secret retreat. Could his remedy be lurking in the dark corners of his room, waiting to be lo...