The Way Things Work

Chapter Eighteen

"Careful baby." He purred in your ear as you winced in pain from the head ache. He stroked your arm and kissed your neck as you stared, motionless out the window. 

"H-Harry?"

"Yes love?" He sweetly hummed in your ear.

"W-What happened last night?"

"You don't remember? Anything?" He snapped back and rolled out of bed.

"N-No. I'm sorry." He slipped his boxers on and towered over you.

"Y-You told me-and we-" He stopped, his weakness was revealed. 

"Told you what? Did we?" You pointed at the clothes on the floor.

"Yes, we did actually. You know what? Forget it!" 

"Forget what?"

"Forget that we had sex! Forget that I ever told you I loved you!"

And with that, he stormed out in nothing but his boxers.

"But I don't want to forget, I want to remember." You whimpered as you thrust yourself out of bed to change and sort it all out.

"Coming!" Louis called as he made his way to the door. The knocking only got louder until he whipped it open to reveal a half dressed Harry. "Hey Hazza! Where have you been! You never returned and where are your clothes?"

"Just move." He pushed past Louis and stormed into the kitchen.

"Top of the morning!" Liam teased as Harry turned to see everyone except for you in the kitchen.

"What do you want?"

"Well then." Liam laughed. 

"Oh shut up." Harry growled as he grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

"You didn't sleep like that did you?" Sarah interrogated Harry.

"Why?"

"Cause I think that if you were only in your boxers all night, that may freak her out." Her tone softened.

"Well considering we were both naked last night, I don't think she cared." He mumbled and everyone just gaped.

"Come again?" Eleanor broke the silent stares.

"Last night, me and Sam slept together, intimately.By the way Sarah, your little Sam isn't that innocent." He snickered.

"Oh God. I'll be back." Sarah said as she made her way toward you.

"Lou, c-can I talk to you f-for a sec?" Harry carefully stepped toward the master bedroom that Louis shared with Eleanor.

"Sure mate."

They both went into the room and Harry locked the door.

"What's u-" But before Louis could finish he had Harry bawling into his shoulder. "What happened last night?" He asked as he rubbed his best friend's back.

"S-She t-told me she l-loved me and n-now she d-doesn't remember! W-Was she j-just drunk?" He choked out through his sobs.

"Hey, wait. Did you tell her-"

"YES! I TOLD HER EVERYTHING! I LOVE HER SO MUCH!" And that cued the tears again.

"Hey, you didn't hear this from me but, she does love you. She told Sarah and El. Did you give her a chance this morning or did you storm out, again?"

"S-Stormed out."

"That's what I thought. Go back and give her a chance, she woke up in bed without memory. Forgive her for being a tad lost."

"I-I guess, should I explain it? Everything?"

"Yes and tell her how you feel."

"Sam?"

"Yeah?" You shouted as you were walking out of the bathroom, tying up your hair. 

"You slept with him?!"

"Don't remind me." You groaned as you flopped backwards on the bed. 

"Why? I thought you loved him?" She fluctuated her voice on the word'love' in order to mock you.

"I do-"

"Then what's the problem?"

"I am not in a relationship with him, I don't know how he feels about me, I don't think I was ready and to top it all off I was drunk. I wanted my first time to be special, with someone I want to spend my life with. Not some one off because I was drunk."

"Then why don't you tell him that?"

"I-I-I'm scared." 

"Don't be-"

"SAM?"

"Oh God that's Harry." You yelped.

"In here!" Sarah replied and made a quick exit. 

"Thanks." You heard him say to Sarah as she passed. "Sam? There you are." You looked at him standing in only his boxers, still.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"That's why I'm here."

"Me first Harry." He nodded and sat on the bed as you stood in front of him. "I am in love with you." You exhaled. "I want to be in a relationship with you. I know it's pointless because you don't want to. Look, to me last night was only a regret because I lost my virginity in a drunken act with someone who doesn't want to be in a relationship. I'm so sorry if I hurt you." You looked down in shame to cover your face.

"Hey, is it my turn?" He asked in a soothing tone and you simply nodded. "Good, here is my reply." And with that he pulled you into his arms and placed a kiss on your lips. There were the butterflies you missed.