Guilty - Harry Styles (sequel to Dunkirk)

10

I look at my alarm clock and see it's only 8:30am. I've just been woken by a loud bang on the front door. I get up and put my dressing gown and slippers on, before rushing downstairs to open to front door. Stepping over harry, who's still sleeping on the floor in the hallway. I guess when you're that drunk, you can sleep anywhere.

'Hey.' Nicole smiles, standing on the front porch.

'Hi?' I rub my eyes.

'Sorry it's so early, I'm always up early, I just thought I'd pop round and give you some left over trifle that I made the other night, you didn't get a chance to try any.' She looks behind me at harry with a questionable look.

'Ignore him. He was out late.' I roll my eyes.

'Would you rather come to mine to have some? I'll make coffee too.' She smiles, noticing that things aren't great here.

'Yeah that sounds lovely, one second I'll just change this dressing for a coat and my slippers for my boots.'

I quickly rush around doing that, then walk out the front door and start a small walk to nicole's car. 'It was so kind of you to bring it all this way.' I smile. When really I'm actually a little concerned inside, why did she feel the need to do that.