why me? // h.s

chapter: 17

CRYSSYS P.O.V

me and olive shared a bed, being as there were only 6 rooms, including 1 guest room. neither of us wanted to sleep on the extremely uncomfortable couch. we didn't mind sharing a bed anyway, being as we always do.

I cant believe harry backed out of that kiss. did my breath smell?

I still have some alcohol in my system, because as soon as my head hit the pillow I fell fast asleep.

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I woke up with a banging headache, what did I even drink?

I walked into the bathroom, grabbing 2 asprins along with some cold water before I stepped into the shower, letting the hot water relax all my aching muscles in my body.

I literally cant remember anything last night, only the start of the night, getting to the apartment, chatting, watching tv and the beginning of the games we were playing, and going to the room to sleep with olive sumbling behind me.

I washed my hair and body, brushing my teeth in the shower aswell because other wise its too much effort.

I stepped out of the shower, letting my wet hair fall over my shoulder as I wrap a short towel around my body.

"fuck harry!" I shouted as I stepped out into the hallway to see harry examing my body, his eyes full of lust. "uh. s-sorry cryssy, I was coming to see if you wanted some breakfast? louis making us all a full english cooked breakfast" he choked on his words, then started to cough. "yeah, im starving, olive defiantly will, she's always hungry" I laughed. then examining his body.

his sweatpants hung loosely on his hips, revealing his v lines and his sweatshirt hugged his torso just perfectly, including his bandana that kept his hair from falling down on his face is just wow, even thoigh I love his hair on his forhead, he still looks like a sexgod.

then I realised my scars, they were showing. shit. I ran quickly into the guest room, slamming the door as I entered. "i cannot believe that" I muttered u der my breath, making sure olive couldn't hear, but.."what was that?" she questioned, rubbing her head. "oh um, nothing. just had a shower and when I came out, harry was there. awkward" I nervously laughed as I spoke.

HARRYS P.O.V

you are probably wondering why I backed out from kissing cryssy, well, its because im starting like her, not fall, like, more than friends, I want her first kiss to be with someone special, me or not, I want it to be perfect for her, not just some drunken kiss.

I woke up with a painful headache and to the smell of bacon. my life is complete, Im truly madly deeply in love with bacon.

I quickly washed myself, my face and teeth and swung on some sweatpants and a sweater with a british bandana, lazy life.

I walked downstairs, seeing the lads sat around the table while louis cooking some bacon, "hazza, go and see if cryssy and olive wants a full english breakfast? im cooking, top chef" he winked as I started to walk back upstairs.

I was about to go in the room when I heared a door close shut, I looked and saw a wet cryssy, with her hair cascading over her left shoulder, with a short towel wrapped around her. "fuck harry" she shouted, then she smirked, looking at me.

oh god, the things that girl does to me is unreal.

"uh s-sorry cryssy, I was coming to see if you and olive wanted some breakfast, louis is making us all a full english breakfast" I chocked on my words, just because she looks so flawless, even coming out of the shower. "yeah, im starving, olive defiantly will. shes always hungry" she giggled, like the sound of angels.

wow, I just realised how cheesy that sounded, thank god I dont speak my mind.

then she frowned as I noticed something that I defiantly didn't want to see, her scars. so many questions were swirling around my head at the thought of her harming herself for reasons which are unknown to me.

she ran off back to the guest room and slammed the door, did I do something wrong?

as we all sat down to eat our breakfast I could sense the awkwardness between me and cryssy, but to break the silence I spoke, "so guys, any plans for today?" I spoke with food filled in my mouth, wow real attractive harry, way to go.

"um, we thought we all could go down to that field and play a bit of football?" louis spoke, as we all started finishing up our food, placing our dirty dishes into the dish washer. we all spoke 'yeahs' and 'oks', the girls said they like football, being as they have skateboards, im sure they will like a bit of footy.