Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

21. Heated

~ Harry's _ POV +

I opened the door with my boot holding onto Vanessa bridal style inside then pushing it closed. I went into the bedroom setting her down on the bed taking her shoes off.

She had completely passed out on our ride here and Gen promised to explain to Zayn and Perrie why I had to leave since they were the two to throw the party.

I threw her shoes to the side then leaned down to kiss her forehead when I smelled alcohol in her breath, and a lot of it. So she was drunk, but Gen saw her smoking. She was high and drunk?

"Jeez Vanessa" I muttered to myself leaving her to sleep

~ Vanessa's _ POV +

I woke up feeling horrible, I opened my eyes looking up at the ceiling, I sighed sitting up feeling an instant headache. Honestly all I remember last night was Beth and I sitting at the couches smoking something a drinking straight out of bottles. I groaned holding onto my forehead, what did I after that? I'm asking myself the same question.

I got out of the bed realising I still had last night's clothes on groaning and opening the bedroom door being exposed to a lot of light.

"Well you must feel like shit" Harry said walking up to me handing me a glass of orange juice.

"I do" I muttered thanking him for the juice and sitting at the bar.

"What exactly do you remember about last night?" he asked leaning forward across on the counter facing me.

"Ummm" I scanned through, "Beth, a lot of drinking"

"Beth did this to you?"

"I-I don't know Harry but I know she was there"

"God not this shit again" he muttered to himself pulling at his hair.

There was knock at the door pulling him away from me to answer whoever it was.

"How is she?" I heard Gen say walking up to me.

"I didn't say you can come in" Harry told her.

"Shut up, no one asked you" she called back, "How are you feeling Vanessa?"

"I'm fine I guess just a bit dizzy"

She nodded, "That's what it does to you" she reached for the cup holders she held in one hand "I know it may feel like I'm mothering you but I brought you some tea" she handed me a warm paper cup.

"Thank you, I wouldn't remember what that's like" a smiled awkwardly taking the drink.

"Why not?" she asked tilting her head to the side.

"Gen" Harry said firmly having her turn her head to him. Harry shook his head glaring at her.

"No it's okay" I said having Gen looked back to me, "My mum died when I was thirteen" I explained.

"Oh, I-I'm so sorry I didn't know"

I shrugged, "It's okay, everyone says that" I looked over to Harry remembering he had said that as well. He looked away not wanting to make eye contact with me.

"Is there a specific to why she passed away? I don't mean to be nosy but-"

"Yeah, she had an illness passed away in her bed"

"Oh" she nodded, "At least she left peacefully" she smiled making me smile with her. "But you have your dad right?"

"Genessa will you just shut up" Harry snapped saying her full name.