Harry's POV
I open the door and my jaw drops.
"Harry, I miss you" Kendall slurred.
"Go home Kendall" I say closing the door but is stopped by her thin body. "Why'd you do it. Why'd you leave me, huh? Probably for some hoe, right? HUH HUH?" she whines while fully opening the front door and nearing me, her alcohol filled breath fanning my face.
"Ken, you're drunk aren't you?" She shakes her head no rapidly before mumbling "what makes you say that" and lets out a over exaggerating scoff.
"Sit down. I'll get you some water." I tell her leading her to the couch. I know its a bad idea to have her in here, but she's wasted. God knows where the hell she would end up if I just send her back out there.
I go into the kitchen and fill a glass up with of tap water. Ain't nobody gonna waste a nice cold water bottle on her. This should help sober her up, yeah?
As I entered the room, I kept a deadpanned look on my face. On the couch laid Kendall, naked. "Make up sex?" She smirked.
"No" I simply answered. "Get your fucking clothes back on" I said putting my hand over my eyes only to hear her footsteps nearing me. Her slender fingers grab my crotch, making me drop my hand from my eyes to give her a disgusted look.
"Bitch move" I said in a monotone and pushing her away with the palm of my hand to her face. "JUST LOVE ME" she whines. She pushes me onto the couch and lays on top of me.
"Sit down and drink this" I grunt while handing her the water.
"I said LOVE ME" she says before grabbing the glass and throwing it on my head, knocking me out.
Didn't see that coming.
This is so short. I'm trash. sorry babes. Love you xx
