Louis POV.
I woke up .. but couldn't find the effort to open my eyes. What went on last night, my head is throbing. I no for sure im not in my bed, but whos bed am i in do i open my eyes. Ok here goes. I open one eye and look around, no one is beside me.
I sit up, with my head really hurting, I don't normally drink, I see why. I look arond the flat, it's tidy but I don't think it's a girls flat oh no.
There's a tray on the side, I slowly make my way out of bed, and pull on my clothes, which were all over the floor. I looked at the tray, it had a coffee, toast and a note, I picked up the note and read:
I have gone to the gym,
hope you don't have to much of a head ache,
There's some toast and coffee, text me: 07793632393
Harry x
What I feel sick, I can't eat, I just need to go, I pushed the note in my pocket and run home.
Harry's POV.
I streched and woke up, I looked next to me, and remembered last night. Oh No...
But as the boy next to me turned over, I couldn't help but find him beautiful. Wait what I need to get this stuff out my head. I will go to the gym. But I can't just leave him, he was really drunk, I will write a note.
I don't even no what to write, Do i tell him what went on? Or just play it casual?.
I made him some toast and a coffee, and placed the note on the tray, as I walked round to the bed side table, I looked at the boy, He is beautiful, but I'm not gay, Oh well these thoughts will go.
But I couldn't help my self as i lent in and placed a kiss on his soft forhead. I should just go.
