Drugged *Harry Styles*

Chapter 7

I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm going off. Harry was still asleep beside me, but when I woke up his arm was around me, which I thought was pretty awkward. I moved his arm off of me slowly so I wouldn't wake him up. I then then remembered what happened last night.. There's a dead person n the downstairs bathroom and we can't let Liam find out. I feel like I'm betraying him a little bit by not telling him something, and its not like its something small its kind of a big deal. and plus, why am I even standing up for Harry? He's nothing but an asshole. I guess I'm just too nice sometimes..

I shook Harry to wake him up and he shot up his eyes popped right open. When he realized it was me, he relaxed a little bit more and laid back down.

"Why did you wake me up? It's like.. 7 am." He said in his morning voice, which was really raspy and really hot. I sat on the end of the bed at his feet and looked at him. I guess e just remembered lastnight too, because he shot back up and got out of bed.

"Is Liam home?" He said, sounding panicked. I shook my head no, because Liam works until 9 pm tonight. I grabbed my cell phone from the dresser in the room I was staying in, and handed it to Harry. He took the phone and slowly dialed the number.

About 20 minutes later 6 cop cars, and an ambulance was at the door. We leaded them to the downstairs basement. Before they got here I reminded Harry of what to say. Hopefully he doesn't forget, I mean he doesn't seem like the brightest crayon in the box.. A cop took Harry to one side of the house to get his statement and another did the same to me. I told the cops exactly what me and Harry rehearsed and the cop let me go and sit on the couch. Harry soon joined me, but he looked like a nervous wreck. All of them went downstairs to retrieve the body and soon came back up with a large black body bag with the girl inside. They soon left, and Harry let out a deep breath, I guess because he was relieved. I rubbed his back and he laid his head on my shoulder.

"Thank you so much for helping me out."

"You're welcome." He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me for a little bit, and seemed like he didn't want to let go. I hugged him back. Maybe Harry isn't so bad after you get to know him a little bit. The drugs are probably what makes him have those huge mood swing and gets pissy all the time, but I'm going to try my hardest to keep him off of that stuff.

We made eye contact, and he closed his eyes and started leaning in slowing. I closed mine too, and the last thing I knew we were kissing.