Torn: A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter 22: Wear Something Pretty

Harry's Pov:

I groan and roll over in my bed. There's no way I'm going to fall

asleep again. Light pours in through the open window and I'm too lazy

to do anything about it.

"Ughhhh," I moan, my fingers fumbling to ease the pounding sensation

in my head.

I don't recall much from last night. I remember showing up at the

club, drinking quite a lot of beers, than Niall tucking me into bed.

Everything else in between is a blur.

I sit up immediately fall back into bed, finding the sudden change in

elevation excruciating on my hangover. I sit up again, more slowly

this time, until I find it bearable enough to open my eyes.

Through the slit in my eyes I can make out a clear, plastic cup of

water on my nightstand. Feeling hopeful, I inch closer and trace my

hand along the area next to the cup. My fingers brush over something

tiny and smooth. Thank god.

I cup my hand with the two tiny pills inside it and throw my head

backwards, letting the pills hit the roof of my mouth. The lads always

found my method of taking pills odd, but truthfully it was the only

way I knew how to take them.

I drink the water until I've emptied my cup, and then rest my back

against the headboard.

I try to recall any memory I have of last night. I remember I was

feeling impatient and fed up with Alexis. My frustration returns to me

and I clench my fists to keep from grinding my teeth.

I had tried being nice to her as Louis had instructed. I felt like I

was going above and beyond to be nice to her. Even when we were alone,

and it was alright to treat her poorly, I still regarded her with the

same kindness I would any girl.

I feel so confused when I think about my feelings for Alexis. She

annoys me to no extent. Her bluntness and her stubbornness were in no

way attractive. Yet something about her, maybe the way she regarded me

like I wasn't important, or how she looked at me when I screamed at

her, or the way she her eyes crinkle in the corners when she smiles...

What am I thinking? I don't like Alexis! All I feel is purely... lust.

Yeah that's all it is. Lust. I don't like Alexis, I just like the

passionate moments we so often share. How every moment I spend with

her feels precarious and exhilarating.

I have to keep my act going for as long as I can. It's quite a

struggle, considering I'm not very patient, but I need to get with her

before I drive myself insane. I just hope she hasn't caught on yet...

Alexis' Pov:

"Alexis wake up!" Niall sing-songs lightly into my ear.