Change (punk h.s.)

Chapter 10

I wake up from the loud chrashing noise coming from outside the room. And I groan before getting up from the...

Tub?

Why on earth am I sleeping in a tub? Why am I sleeping in our bathroom? Did I actually fall asleep in here while I was "hiding" from Harry? The events from last night just can't stop replaying in my mind. 

Why did I let him touch me like that?

Why did I enjoy it?

"Sydney? Are you there?", Harry asks and slightly knocks on the door. 

He can't know I'm here! I don't want to see him after what happened last night. What do I do?

So you're going to avoid him from now on, huh? Oh well let's see how that goes, it's not like you live in the same apartment...

"Sydney, open this door please I really have to pee", he whines and I hear a loud bang from behind the door. "Ow, I hit my head", he whines louder.

I slowly walk to open the door and see Harry sitting on the floor, leaning his back against the wall with a beer bottle in his hand, with only navy boxers on.

"Hey!", he slurs as he lifts his hands in the air "Sydney!", he yells.

"Well hello to you too", I giggle "Harry, are you drunk?", I ask and sit down next to him

"No", he hiccups and quickly covers his mouth as his eyes widen "Okay, maybe a little", he says as he lets out the cutest giggle I've ever heard. I can't help but giggle too. 

"Didn't you say you had to pee?", I mock him as I playfully nudge his shoulder with my own.

He turns his head to face me and he stares at me for few seconds. "Nah, I just wanted you to come out here with me", he smiles at me. I can't help but feel the weird, fuzzy feeling in my stomach, like my insides got flipped around but in a good way, I guess. I don't know if it's a good thing but I like drunk Harry the best. Yeah, that sounds a bit wrong.

"You know, you're pretty nice when you're drunk", I say to him as he takes a sip of his beer. 

Just say something! Don't be so awkward...

"So today, this one girl from work called Rose-"

"Rosalie Hopkins? That bitch is all over me! She just can't keep her eyes away from me!", he laughs as he points at himself. "Okay I fucked her once - or twice I'm not even sure I've slept with so many women - but that was it. She just doesn't get it, she's like obssesed with me", he continues to laugh and I cringe. Rose slept with Harry? Suddenly I feel sad and angry at the same time, I don't like the fact that they slept together. But it's none of my bussiness why am I bothered about that?

"Anyway... She told me this thing about Kenneth-", I say but Harry cuts me off again.

"Kenneth?", Harry cuts me off in the middle of the sentence. "Kenneth Jefford?" I nod and he sighs. "Wait, you know him?", I ask and he nods slowly.

He sighs heavily "Unfortunately" he says and takes a sip of his beer.

Unfortunately? "So anyway she told me he skinned a woman-"

"Yeah way before she started to work there and Liam was the one who told her", he cuts me off again.

"Seriously? You don't let me finish anything!", I say but he doesn't seem to notice as he examines his bottle of beer.

"How did you know about that skinning thing?", I ask and he looks at me and it looks like he's deep in thought. I wave my hand in front of his face as he shakes his head and I giggle again. "I used to work there, at Howard & Beatrice", he shrugs. "I was the one who came up with that rumor", he chuckles "But at first I didn't actually tell people  it was a joke and they actually believed it!", now he's laughing loudly with his eyes squeezed shut, his head leaned back against the wall behind us and his dimples are showing too. I shouldn't laugh but I can't help it. I know it's horrible to spread rumors like that but just seeing him so happy makes me smile.