Up All Night (One Direction FanFic)

chapter 6 - where it all began

" Well." Harry said.

" What, what happened Harry?" I asked. "Did I do something stupid?"

"Uhhh..." He said looking uneasy.

I put my hand to my face. "Harry, this is killing me please just tell me what I did!"

"It all started when you finished all your booze, so you and this random chick took tequila shots." Harry paused and looked at me, I motioned for him to go on.

"But you played shot for shot and you won. She was on the ground puking and you were yelling that you were a champ and then you grabbed me and we kissed- but than you tried to convince me to hook up with you behind Tyler's house! I told you no but you pleaded so I did, and than we went back to the party and you told everyone! I was kinda mad, but you were so drunk I couldn't even stay that mad at you." Harry paused again looking up at me.

"Oh god, Harry I'm so sorry you don't even know." I said, mortified.

"That's not the worst part.." Harry trailed off.

My face heated up even more if even possible, and I put my hands in my face.

"Well after that it seemed like makeout city, so of coarse you wanted to. But instead you grabbed my face and puked on me." Harry said seriously.

"I- What! No, I wouldn't. Oh god, Harry did I?" I said almost wanting to cry.

"Yep." He said popping the 'p'.

"But your shirt doesn't have pule on it?" I asked, hoping I caught him in a lie.

"I put a shirt in my backpack to make sure my bottles didn't break against each other, thank god, so I changed into that and the puke shirt is somewhere in Tyler's backyard." Harry said.

"Oh my god Harry I'm so sorry... you don't even know!" I said, a tear spilling over.

"Katy! Don't cry it's ok! Its not a big deal! Barely anyone saw it! Just think, it's actually kind of funny!" Harry said smiling crookedly.

"You would be trying to make me feel better right now." I said laughing through my tears.

Harry pulled me into a hug and we both laughed a little.

"I love you." Harry said.

"I love you too Harry." I smiled against his chest.

-x-

After a long day of cleaning the house while Harry went to work at the bakery for an afternoon shift, Harry and I landed ourselves back into my bed.

Harry kissed me on the cheek and smiled at me.

"Love you." He said, his hair still wet from his shower.

"Love you too!" I said enthusiastically. "How was work babes?"

"Good, I learned a lot in just one shift. I think I'm going to like working there." He smiled.

We both cuddled in contentment. I knew that now I wouldn't have to feel bad when Harry paid the bill, and now we would be on the same page.

"Sing to me?" I whispered looking at him batting my eyelashes.

"Do you have water in here?" He asked.

"Yep." I said passing him a water bottle from my mini fridge. I had made a trip to the grocery store and stocked up while Harry had been at work.

"Nice. Okay, what do you want to hear?" He asked.

"Ummm.... Apologize by Timbaland and One Republic." I said sweetly.

"Okay." Harry cleared his throat and sang a verse and the chorus of the song before smiling at me and taking a swig of his water.