"shit," he whispers. he runs a hand through his brown curls and sighs, "i'm so sorry,"
i shake my head, forgetting the pain inside of it. i groan and massage my throbbing temples.
"i should probably take you home," harry suggests after a long period of awkward silence.
i nod slowly before wrapping the sheets around my body.
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