A Single Droplet

Chapter Six

That morning I awoke confused, my eyes and mind taking a moment to adjust to the unfamiliar surroundings. Once I was awake I could feel the effects of last night’s alcohol, while I tried desperately to suppress the pounding in my head. When I turned to Harry who was still sleeping next to me I was slightly surprised, I could remember last night quite vividly but it felt like I was remembering a dream. The cool air coming from the window was refreshing. When I observed Harry more carefully I couldn’t help but to stare in awe. He looked so peaceful in his deep somber. Looking at Harry this morning I noticed how old he actually looked for seventeen. His curls were an absolute mess spread across his pillow, but he still managed to look charming and sexy. Remembering last night, I was scared yet exhilarated at the same time. Last night almost felt surreal, I was aware I had slept with people I’d only just met before however it felt so different. I felt like I did know Harry, and for a moment I felt like maybe sleeping with him was a mistake, I began to grow more and more worried about what would happen once Harry awoke. There was no school today for seniors due to junior orientation day and I was thankful not to have to rush anywhere. As I exited the bed slowly and attempted to make my way to the bathroom I heard a moan from the bed.

“Oh god what time is it?” Harry sounded like he must’ve been suffering from an awful hangover. When I didn’t answer he sat up, his eyes watching me expectedly... Or maybe they were confused. I couldn’t tell but once he spoke my thoughts were answered.

“Did we sleep together?” I felt my heart sink. I wasn’t sure why I was disappointed he didn’t remember.

“Yeah, well I think so I can’t completely remember.” I lied, of course I remembered. Suddenly a smile played on Harry’s lips. I felt awfully self conscious in front of Harry as I stood in just my underwear.

“Was it good?” He let out a few quiet laughs escape his mouth as we both started to giggle a little. Harry kept surprising me with everything he did.

“It was alright.” I managed to say in-between my choking laughs.

“I have an aching hangover.” Harry moaned while laying his head back down on his pillow.

“What are you doing over there? Come back to bed.” I was pleased that things hadn’t been awkward between Harry and me this morning, but was I really the type to lay in bed and cuddle? I cautiously made my way over to the bed reaching its edge as harry reached out an arm pulling me into the bed and wrapping his arm around me. I nuzzled my head into his bare chest while re-closing my eyes; I had to admit I was extremely comfortable right now. I don’t know when I feel asleep but after lying for a while intertwined with Harry, I had drifted off at some point and awoke after what had felt like minutes but had in reality been 2 and a half hours. When I awoke in Harry’s bed he was nowhere to be seen. Pulling on yesterday’s clothes I made my way downstairs spotting a handwritten note on the couch.

 Had to run to the store quickly,

Be back soon, don’t go anywhere

-Harry x

I gushed at the simple note; Harry wanting me to stick around made me quite happy for some reason. I got up to walk around having nothing better to do and when I made my way to the kitchen I noticed a blue blackberry on the bench. I thought it was quite strange of Harry to leave behind his phone, but not having known him for long, maybe he did it a lot. I knew I shouldn’t be looking over at the phone but I grew curious, and I was dangerous when I was curious. The phone didn’t have a pass code so getting onto it was easy, I had no idea what I was looking for but deciding I would find it in his inbox I clicked that and waited as the messages loaded up. There was one unopened message from Louis, and after debating with myself whether or not to open it I finally clicked enter almost dropping the phone as I read the message over and over.