Loneliness H.S

Chapter Forty

"Well, I guess it's time for us to leave." Niall says patting his thighs as he stands up from the couch. Athalia follows his action nodding along to his statement.

I give them a smile standing up as well ready to follow them to the door. I subtly look over to Cole to see if he will stand up to leave as well, but he doesn't. He has been nothing but rude, and self centered all night, and I really wish he would leave.

Louis notice, and pats Cole on the shoulder. "I think it's time for everyone to leave now, mate." He smiles but I know he isn't Cole's biggest fan.

"I guess." Is all he says before shrugging his shoulders making Louis remove his hand.

I follow them all to the door, and they are quick to leave. Cole tries to give me a kiss, but I look to the side making his lips meet my cheek instead. He looks confused, but seems to tired to care, seeing as it is almost one am. I close the door in a hurry after them, first now noticing Harry getting dressed as well.

"Where are you going?" I ask making him stop his movement, and look up at me in confusion. He stands up furrowing his brows in a bad habit.

"Home?" He says it more like a question then an answer making me let out a small laugh.

"You have been drinking, and I know you drove here. I am not letting you drive home intoxicated." He opens his mouth to answer, but figures there is no point in arguing with me. He pulls his shoes back of, and follows me into the living room. "You can sleep on the couch. It's very comfortable I assure you." I have spent some nights on that couch myself. "Just make yourself feel like home while I go get some blankets." I tell him before walking off.

As I arrive in the hall where the blankets are Louis is standing there with his arms crossed. "Why is he still here?" He doesn't sound mad, nor confused, he just sounds curious.

"He has been drinking so I don't want him driving home." I tell him while I look trough the cabinet for a pillow, and a blanket. It is the truth, but I also wanted him to stay. I don't know why, but I really enjoy his company, and I feel comfortable having him around.

"You didn't seem to care that Cole had been drinking." He raise his brows questioning me as if I have done something wrong. I know Louis is just trying to look after me, but I can do that myself. Anyway I'm not doing something wrong.

"I just didn't notice." I lie. I noticed him drinking, but don't get me wrong I don't want him hurt either, but I know he has been drinking and driving many times before so I am not as worried. I know Harry only got his license a few days ago, so I am more concern there.

"Mhm." He hums before turning around while calling out a goodnight as he disappears into his bedroom where Alexandra is waiting.

I pick up the blankets and walk back into the living room to see Harry only in his pants. I stop for a second a little shocked. As my eyes travel down his body my head starts to ache, and what seems like memories of my lips touching the skin of his neck flashes like lighting before my eyes. I drop everything in my hands in pain, and as soon as the blanket and pillow hits the floor the memories disappear. He hurries too my side resting a hand on my shoulder. "Are you alright?"

I look up at him with wide eyes. I try to open my mouth, but nothing comes out, just shallow breaths. As if my body is being controlled I pick up the things I dropped and hand them over to Harry. He is hesitant as he receives the items, and a look of confusion and sadness covers his face. I turn around not giving him a second glance before I disappear into my room.

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It has been hours since I left Harry in the living room, and I haven't been able to sleep. I have only been sitting by my window looking down at the traffic, and watching as fewer and fewer cars pass by every minuet. I don't know what I saw, but it seemed like a memorie, but how can I remember something that has never happened?