THE BROTHERS- SAMPLE

Chapter 5

It's daylight when I open my eyes. 

My head is aching terribly and for the twentieth time, I swear to myself that I'm never getting drunk again. My legs are totally cramped from the tight jeans that I slept in, and my mouth tastes like cotton wool.

I can't believe that Harry actually let me sleep in his bed.

I press a thumb into my aching temple, asking myself if drinking was really worth it. Deciding it probably wasn't, I push the duvet back and I get out bed.

I wash my face in his bathroom before I walk back to the bedroom. I find lotion on the dresser and I squeeze some of it onto my palm.

"What are you doing?" The calm voice makes me jump. 

I slowly turn around. 

Harry is leaning against the bedroom door, his cold eyes on me.

"I was just..." 

He cuts me off.
"Using my stuff wasn't part of the deal."

"I know. I was just-"

"Just... Just leave."

"Hey, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to upset you."

He doesn't say anything. He just steps into the room and lies on his bed, clothes and everything. 

I briefly wonder if he got somewhere to sleep after he allowed me to hijack his bed. 

Maybe he didn't, and that's why he's in a mood?

I guess we'll never find out."

"You're still here." 

I blow out my breath. 
"I was just leaving."

**

Downstairs, everything has been cleaned and the living room is immaculate. There's no one in view and the wall clock says it's a few minutes to noon. 

I can't find my purse.

"Hey," someone says from behind me and I turn around. 

It's Willy. My mood brightens up immediately.

"Hi." 

"How are you feeling?"

"Like shit. I have a massive headache, and I somehow managed to piss Harry off."

"I'll get you some painkillers. About pissing Harry, don't worry about that. It's the easiest to do."

"He gets mad often?"

"Often? Try all the time. What has he done to you?"

"Nothing. He was just mean. I didn't expect him to react like that so it kinda threw me off."

"What happened?"

"He let me sleep in his room and-"