Drunk (Harry Styles FanFic)

Wake Up Call

"Harry!" she teased as she tried to get out of my grip. "Let go!!"  She wiggled some more, trying to get up off the bed.

"But you like it!" I pulled her back down to the bed beside me by her waist. I was chuckling and she was giggling like a madwoman.

"Yes but, I love you!" She tapped my nose with her finger, the biggest grin ever on her face. I smiled back at her, this was one of those moments that I would always remember. She looked perfect in this moment- her hair falling out of her messy bun, no makeup on, cheeks reddening from laughter...

"Harry!" I heard someone yell in my ear, causing me to flinch from the volume of the person's voice. Wait...that wasn't Kat? What the hell is going on? I managed to pull my eyelids open only to be blinded by the sun through my open curtains.

"What?" I groan as I roll my face back into my pillow. Of course it was only a dream...again. It's always just a dream. I don't even know why I get all hopeful when it's never real. It never will be again and I have no idea why it had to happen to begin with.

"Get up! We have to gooooooo!!!!!" the voice spoke even louder this time. Even a pillow isn't able to block out that annoying ass voice that I've come to know.

I flung the pillow to the end of my bed as I flipped around to stare directly at no one other than Mr. Louis William Tomlinson. "Go where," I snarled at him. I'm already having a bad morning and it's not even noon yet. Why couldn't he just let me sleep and finish my dream- it's the only way I get to see her anymore.

He pulled back from where he was, hovering above my face. "We have an interview in an hour and Liam sent me in to get you up!" He threw up his hands in mock defense. It might have looked like mock defense, and that's how he wanted it to seem, but I know that in some way he actually feels the need to protect himself around me. A lot of people do...

I just stayed staring at him until I realized that he didn't get that that was his cue to leave. "Leave." I rolled my eyes at his frightened look, he quickly turned around and fled the room. He's so stupid, God! I sighed before getting up and going to my bathroom. I really don't think that I can deal with an interview today...I might be tempted to punch one of the boys, maybe even the host of whatever show we were being forced onto today. I fucking hate my job at this point...I really hate people in general though.

I pushed open the door and closed it behind me. Looking in the mirror I see the grey skinned, thin faced and wirey haired lad that I have become. After Kat left I decided that I just didn't care anymore. I took up drinking- heavily. Over the course of the day I probably drink 3/4 of a bottle if not the whole bottle. It worries the boys but they have no idea what it is like. Liam has Tori, Zayn has Quinn, Louis has Acelyn and Niall has Ellie. None of them have had to endure anything like what I did. Nobody had the love of their life ripped away from them without notice. Not even a goodbye from her, just an empty hotel room. They would never know...