Road Trip

30- Drunken Love

****Author's Note:

I just wanted to say that I'm going to continue on writing RT after giving it a lot of thought. I have big dreams for this fanfic and I don't want all my ideas to go to waste by giving up on it, so I'm not gonna stop writing :) and I want to give a special shout out to @/NiallKordei, @/Nialls_matee12 and @/jesssssica55 for encouraging me to continue with RT I couldn't and probably wouldn't have finished this chapter without y'all :) ilysfm and also a huge gigantic thank you to all my other faithful readers y'all are so beautiful and amazing and perfect just know I'm writing this fanfic for every single one of you to live out your fantasies with the boys hahahah anyways I sincerely hope y'all enjoy this chapter I made it nice and long aha xxxx

"Alright, let's get you into the jeep without you hurting yourself, okay?" Harry said, one corner of his mouth quirking up.

"Silly Harold, jeeps are for kids!" Jessica scolded. "And I'm a woman, and women deserve carriages. Where's my carriage?"

Harry chuckled. "Why is it that you call me Harold? My name is Harry."

Jessica shook her head. "No it is not. You are my man servant Harold and you chauffeur me around in my lovely carriage."

Harry smiled adoringly down at Jessica. "Of course, Princess. Now let's get you into the carriage."

Gingerly, Harry half carried, half pushed Jessica into the jeep, before carefully buckling up her seatbelt. After doing so, he quickly rounded the TJ's car and climbed behind the wheel.

"Okay, we need to find a motel, somewhere for you to sober up and sleep for the night." Harry announced, driving down the deserted road.

Jessica simply groaned in response.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Harry asked, glancing at her worriedly.

Jessica's head dropped into her lap. "My head is killing me. I feel like someone is cutting my skull open with a chainsaw." She moaned again, clutching the side of her head.

"We need to stop at a gas station or something. You need aspirin and water and coffee." Harry said, immediately deviating off the two lane road into a small dirt road, a small gas station not too far off in the distance.

"Noo, I just wanna go to sleep." Jessica mumbled.

Harry firmly shook his head. "No you can't. Not yet, you're going to take some aspirin first, drink a bottle of water, and then you may go to sleep."

Jessica pouted. "I hate you. You're no fun."

"You'll thank me later." Harry said as he pulled into the gas station parking lot. "Stay here, while I get you something for your headache. Don't move okay?"

Jessica glared at him. "I'm not a child, Harold. So don't tell me what to do." Jessica slurred.

"Please just stay here?" Harry begged her.

Jessica crossed her arms over her chest in a huff. "Fine."

Harry grinned before giving her a quick peck on the forehead. "I'll be right back." He said before opening the door and jumping out of the jeep. Pausing to glance back at Jessica, Harry rushed into the convenience store, making a beeline towards the pharmaceutical drugs. Giving each bottle a cursory look, he quickly selected the fast acting liquid relief gels. On his way to the register, he grabbed a blue Gatorade out of the fridge.

"Will this be all for you?" The cashier said monotonously.

Harry nodded. "Yes thank you."

"That'll be 3.48$." The cashier said. As Harry hastily stuffed some bills through the divider glass, the cashier paused and pointed out the window.