Color Blind H.S

I Can't Remember

Last night what a blur! Woke up lying next to her. Last night made a mess doesn't get better than this!
5 Seconds Of Summer
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I groaned my body feeling sweaty and sticky. My head pounding as the sound of my own breathing gave me pains. I winced hearing a snore in my ear as it worsened my hangover. I slowly opened my eyes ready to pull myself from under Bea. Why was she this heavy, and this hot? My eyes widened seeing I wasn't laying with Bea, but with a guy.  His head laying on my stomach and his arms wrapped around my waist. I looked over his body praying I didn't bring Zayn home and had sex with him.  I really don't have any time for kids or an STD. My body stiffened as I looked over the familiar tattoos.  Quickly changed my prayer hoping it was Zayn or anyone else besides the green-eyed one laying on me. He stirred for a moment finally lifting his head looking at me with sleep in his eyes, "Morning." His voice raspy and laced with sleep.  I jumped from his arms falling to the floor. I stood up putting distance between Harry and I. I looked over my body noticing I had no bra on and was wearing his shirt.

"Fuck this is bad. This is so bad.  I'm going to be known as the girl who had sex with her boss."

"Angel," He called out but I continued with my pacing and ranting.

"Everyone will call me nighty!"

"Nighty? Angel that doesn't make sense. Just listen." Harry said with a more stern voice. I continued on looking away from him.

"Angel!" Harry grabbed my shoulders shaking me lightly. I looked at him and watched as a smirk spread across his face. His hair was all over the place, his green eyes bright and filed with amusement, his dimple in full view, and his toned and inked stomach on display. I opened my mouth to ask about the situation but was interrupted when my door busted open and Bea walked in with a taser.

"ALRIGHT!" Buzz  buzz "WHO IS THE LUCKY FUCKER?" Bea held up the black taser causing Harry's eyes to widen as he hid behind me.

"Bea! Bea!" I rushed to her grabbing the taser from her and placing it on my book shelf.

"I'm okay," I looked back at the taser, "Why do you still have that? Don't you remember the last time you used that?"

"Someone has to keep you, safe babes. So are you sure you're okay, and who's the pussy hiding behind you?" She pointed at Harry. I laughed when he shot her a glare standing straight.

"I'm okay, and this is Harry. He's um my boss."

"ANGELICA LUNA MOON! WHY ARE YOU IN BED WITH YOUR BOSS?" That's all I could understand before she went off in her native tongue. She pointed at me then at him waving her hands in the air before she stormed out.

"Um is she always like that?" Harry whispered in my ear sending a shiver down my spine.

"Yes. Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure cause she called me a cranberry fucknut?"

"That's a new one, wait you understand pigeon?" I turned towards him a smile on my face.

"Some of it yes." He rubbed his neck awkwardly most likely still shaken up from almost being tased.

"Wait how?  I heard it's difficult to learn?"

"Well you see I had to-,"

"Wait! Wait we're getting way off track," I said distancing myself from him again. "What happened last night? The last thing I remember is meeting Zayn."

Flashback

"I'm Zayn," I smiled looking over his body.  He was pretty tall, his arms covered in tattoos, eyes a beautiful chocolate brown, his jaw sharp, he had a very charming and dorky smile, his tan olive skin making him look flawless, and his hair was in a baggy way looking as he just didn't do it. He looked inviting with the way his eyes would sparkle. He wore a baggy black jumper, tight black jeans, and his shoes simple and black.