Temptation (Harry Styles)

drugs aren't cool

Kay's POV:

My eyes shoot open and I'm met with Harry's embrace.  I take deep breaths, trying to swallow my shock.  Harry pulls away and looks me in the eye.  I'm crying horrendously and it doesn't seem to want to stop. 

"Shit are you alright?"  He asks me, wiping away my tears.  I need air, I try to sit up but Harry is straddling me.  Gosh that's awkward.  He realises and moves over to my side as I sit up.  I can't stop shaking as my crying comes to an end. 

"I-I had a-a b-bad dr-ream." I stutter out.  He gives out a breathy chuckle and rubs my back before resting our foreheads together.

"I know, It took me ages to wake you up.  You scared me so bad."  His gaze was intense and his voice was so serious that guilt rose inside me.  I let our breathing calm before I wrapped myself around him.  He instantly hugged me back and I felt relieved that he was here.  If not, who knows how bad I could have got. 

***

I walk into my kitchen in the clothes I woke up in.  Only as I was coming down the stairs to join Harry in the kitchen had I realised that my jeans had gone.  I presume Harry had taken them off but I didn't bother to question it. 

"Hey.." My hoarse voice greeted him, he looked deep in thought but it instantly disappeared when he looked at me.  He smiled that heart warming smile and handed me a hot chocolate.  I gladly took it and gulped half of it down immediately.  I sigh contentedly as it soothes my aching throat.  It feels like I was screaming a lot last night but I can't remember much. 

"So, do you want to know?" He asked me cautiously.  I nodded and sat on a stool next to him.  He talked me through how he woke up to me mumbling and shouting something but I soon stopped.  Then he said that later he'd heard my loud screams and that's when he tried to wake me up but I wouldn't.  I stopped him there because I already felt bad enough that he had been so worried. 

"I'm so sorry Harry.." I say in a croaky voice.  He looks puzzled for a moment before softening his features. 

"It's fine, you can't apologise for something you can't control."  He told me.  "Still, I wonder what made you scream my name.  Was I that good?"  He said suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows at me.  I scoffed and laughed with him.

"No!  It wasn't that.  Shut up!" I said, my cheeks tinting pink in embarrassment.  He laughed at me and I took a deep breath.  Should I tell him?  No I can't, he would run a mile. 

"Well what was it then?"  Harry asks cautiously.  I can't look him in the eye properly without being embarrassed and extremely guilty.  I brush off his question as I take our cups and put them in the sink. 

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." I shrug.  He eyes me sceptically but doesn't push it and I'm glad.  I go back to the table and run my hands through my hair.  Harry holds out his hand with a tablet in it.

"Take this, it's that tablets from the doctors.  It'll help."  He presses it into my small hand and watches as I swallow it and drink some water.  Pretty soon my eyes are drooping and the tablet has made me feel lightheaded.  I lean my head on the cool surface of the kitchen table and close my eyes.

"C'mon, you should go back to bed.  You look tired."  Harry mumbles kindly as he crosses to me and puts an encouraging hand on my back. 

"Thanks, you're so nice." I say, sarcastically thanking him for calling me tired, as I lift my head up and smile goofily at him.  He holds on to my dozing frame as we make it up the stairs and to my room.  I fall onto my bed and curl up in my duvet, I feel like a really small animal all cuddled up and the though makes me giggle.  Harry sits by my side and smiles down at me.  His dimples show and I reach out to poke one.  Wow these tablets have some wicked side effects.  He laughs and I laugh along just because I can. 

"Okay, I knew this would happen, Kay you're having the side effect of the tablets.  They'll settle down after a week or so.  Your temperature will rise, you'll get dizzy, feel tired almost instantly -like now-, and you'll feel like you're drunk I suppose.  Just try not to find everything so amusing and make sure you stay inside every time you take one.  I don't want to have to come looking for you because you walked off laughing then ended up passing out somewhere."  He said almost sternly.  I gave him the most serious look I could muster but it didn't last long before I stuck my tongue out childishly. 

"Yeah yeah I understand you.  Now shhhhhhhh I'm trying to sleep here!" I said sassily putting my finger to his lips to shush him.  He grabbed my hand and pulled it away from his mouth before placing it next to me and covering me with the duvet.  Sleep grabbed at me and tried to lure me away from Harry but I fought against it and it subsided. 

"Stay with me, pweasee.  I'm scared."  I try to say seriously but the first parts a bit slurred. 

"I'm not going anywhere."  He simply replies before laying down next to me.  A protective arm wraps around my shoulders and I fall asleep on his chest. 

***

Harrys POV:

I'm woken up by my phone vibrating like crazy.  Using my free arm I take my phone from my back pocket and see what's happening. 

2 messages

4 missed calls

from: KARL

I open the first message which reads:

Favour due in Harry, this evening come to where you dropped off the girls last time and your job will await.  Don't be late.

I sigh then open the second message, I tense up as I read it.

Don't even think about making things difficult Harry, I don't think Kay would appreciate the consequences of your actions.  Hope you've had a nice time cuddling;)

How can he even know that!  I swear I shut the damn curtains!  I gently remove myself from a sleeping Kay and replace where I was with a pillow which she hugs gladly.  I scribble a quick note down about having to work and saying I'll explain later.

Will I explain?

No, I can't.  She already suspects that I'm in with Karl so telling her about this so called 'favour' wouldn't help me at all. 

I charge down the stairs and out to my car, I check the time and relax when I see I have Half an hour to get there.  It only takes me ten minutes, I start off down the street, I can't wait to get this fucking over with. 

***

I pull up to the house early and barge inside.  I'm stunned when I see no one there, I search around but find myself alone.  This can't be good, did I get the wrong house?  No this is definitely the place, I can remember it so clearly. 

I check the rooms and find nothing but guns and illegal drugs.  No surprise there.  Maybe I'm just early.  I take a seat on the old beaten up sofa and decide to wait for ten minutes or so and if nothing happens I'll leave.  This better not have been a fucking diversion so they could take Kay.  My mind is whirring with possible outcomes as I hear sirens from police cars drawing near.  I get up to see where they're heading.  Then the door bursts open and I'm tackled to the ground by three police officers in stab vests.