Don't Wanna Be Without You (A 1Direction fanfic)

Chapter 11: Na Na Na

BETH'S POV

I woke up and sat up in bed. Niall was still fast asleep beside me. I rubbed my eyes and wandered out of his apartment and into mine.

Harry was passed out on the couch with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. He sat up as I walked by him and turned off the blaring TV.

"Rough night last night?" I asked, chuckling

He looked at me confused, then realized the bottle was in his hand, "Oh, uh, yeah. Little bit."

I took it from his hand and took a big sip.

Harry looked at me, shocked, "Beth, you can't drink that."

I shrugged, "Yolo." I said, taking the last sip and throwing it away.

Harry laughed and got up, stumbling a little. His curls were in a sweaty mess. I walked over to him and smelled him, "Harry, you smell like sweat and beer. I advise you take a shower."

He shrugged, "I will later."

I took another whiff of him and gagged, "Um, no, now."

He chuckled, "Fine." Harry said, walking down the hall and into the bathroom.

I fixed up some cereal for myself and quickly ate it. I walked into my room and unpacked my clothes, which only half filled my huge walk in closet. The thing was like another room. Even bigger than the one I had at my house back in LA. I slipped into some sweat pants and a 1D t-shirt. I walked out of my room as Harry stepped out of the bathroom, naked.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, stepping around him and wlaking into the living room, plopping myself lazily on the couch.

Harry came out, this time with boxers on, and joined me on the couch. He had dark bags under his eyes.

"Wow, Harry. You look terrible. How many did you have last night?" I asked

"Uh, I don't know. I lost count after the first package." he said sleepily

"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked him

"Nothing"

I didn't believe him, "Really, Harry. You can tell me."

"No, Elizabeth. I really can't" he responded, not able to look me in the eyes (CAUSE I CAN'T LOOK YOU IN THE EYEEEEES AND SAY, WHEN HE OPENS HIS ARMS AND HOLDS YOU CLOSE TONIGHT, IT JUST WON'T FEEL RIGHT!!! that's how poor Harry feels:()

"Sure you can." I said, putting my had on his back

"No." Harry said, getting up and walking to his room.

Niall walked in the door, "Hey babe." he said sleepily

"Hi, Niall." I said

Niall walked over to me and kissed my forehead, "Last night was nice. I missed just laying there with you." he said with a sleepy smile

I smiled back, "I did too."

"Where's Harry?" Niall asked

"In his room. I found him passed out on the couch this morning with a bottle of beer in his hand, I guess he had a lot." I said

Niall was silent, "You hungry?" he said, quickly changing the subject

"Um, not really." I said, "I just ate."

"Okay, me too." Niall said

HARRY'S POV

I walked out of my room and slowly walked down the hallway. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Niall.