Alive

Chapter 3

When I woke up my head was pounding, and I didn’t recognize the room I was in. I couldn’t even remember when I’d fallen asleep or who had brought me to the room. I was wrapped up in a black hoodie that smelled like mint and aftershave.

“Finally, you’re awake. I was worried.” Harry said. He was sitting on the bed on the other side of the room.

“What?” Was all I said. “Who’s hoodie is this? It smells good.” I asked, taking in the smell.

“Mine.” He said, with his lopsided smile.

“Well than...” I got up and took the hoodie off. I found my shoes and my jacket. I took my phone and noticed that it was dead.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Four in the morning.”

“What?” I half yelled and looked at the window. It was still dark.

“Yeah, Josh brought you up here right after you got sick because you fell asleep on his shoulder.” He said, shifting on the bed.

“Really? I don’t remember falling asleep.” I climbed back on the bed, pulling the covers over my head. I started to drift off again when I heard Harry speak.

“So how are you Yas?” He asked.

“FIne.” I felt a sudden anger towards him come from nowhere. I had no reason to feel this way but yet I did. I knew that some time sooner or later we were going to stop being friends, and when he left we did.

“Oh, good.” I catched a hint of sadness in his voice, but it somehow pleased me that he was sad. Maybe I had become the bitch everyone said I was.

He said nothing after that, so I pulled the covers down because I was starting to get hot. Soon, he had fallen asleep. His hair was all pushed to the left, and it left his face completely uncovered. His lips were slightly parted and formed a sort of pout. His chest rose up and down softly as he slept.

I wonder how long he’d been up just watching me. If it was four, I probably slept for about 5 hours. Seeing him like this made me miss him, but for some reason I didn’t want him back in my life. Soon, I drifted off to sleep myself.

“See I told you, she would sleep with him as well.” I heard a girl whisper by the door. “She fucks every guy on campus.”

Confused about what she was saying, I shifted on the bed and realized Harry and I were on the same bed with the covers all the way up, which made it look like we had fucked. I quickly pushed the covers down and jumped off the bed. I grabbed my shoes and my jacket and walked towards the doors, were the girls were standing.

“I didn’t fuck him, if that’s what you’re wondering. You can have him, although I doubt it he’d be any good.” I said to them and laughed. It came out before I could stop myself, and I caught a glimpse of Harry from the corner of my eye. He was sitting on the bed with a smirk on his face, which to be honest frightened me. What the hell did I just get myself into?

I rushed down the stairs and saw that half the mess from last night had already been cleaned up. Josh and Jake were pretty good about getting the house clean after a party. I walked into the kitchen and saw Mark standing by the fridge looking for something.

“Morning Mark.” I said as I walked towards him with a smile.

“Hey.” He said and walked away. What the hell? I shrugged it off and grabbed a water bottle from their fridge before I walked out the door. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Josh and Harry were standing by a green car that was parked outside the house. I could tell they were arguing about something by the frown on Josh's face. Harry put his arms behind his head and his muscles flexed. He was stressed and worried.