Even If It Kills Me (One Direction and The Vamps Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17

Cat's POV

I woke up, still in Brad's arms, the morning after Brad got drunk. I carefully wiggled out of our embrace, trying not to wake him up.

I paced without even realizing that I had started walking back and froth around the room, something I did constantly. I considered what I should do next while pacing. 'Why did I do that?' 'Im so stupid, I said I want going to fall for him' 'Does he even remember what happened?' I asked my self an endless amount of questions.

I finally decided to go back to my hotel room and hope Brad didn't bring this up. Don't get me wrong, last night was amazing. Being with Brad made me happy since I fancy him, but I know he only wanted me to stay last night because he was drunk. It was a dumb decision on my part to agree.

I started walking out, but I accidentally tripped over a suitcase. I fall to the ground with a loud thud. "shoot," I whisper under my breath, I woke Brad. Are you kidding me? I'm dead. Why did I have to be so clumsy?

He yawned.

"I wake to find you're already up now."

He sang in his raspy morning voice, I couldn't help but smile.

"Do you ever stop singing and quoting your own songs?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"It's technically James's sing, but no. I'll never stop." He smirked.

I sighed "whatever," I said so only I heard.

"I thought you didn't listen to my songs...?" he said this as more of a question than a statement.

I had no idea what to say, I can't just tell him that I had listened to his entire album in last few days because I fancy him a lot and I fell in love with his voice. That'd be weird to say, right? His band's music is great though, I wish I'd looked them up sooner. He's extremely talented, no wonder the girls, unfortunately including me, like him so much.

"I listened to few of your songs recently," I shrugged. And by a few, the truth was all of them.

"Ok well, I'm glad you stayed last night." he smiled.

"Yeah well, I only stayed because you were drunk, I felt the need to help a drunk person in need. Especially since that person was underage." I glared at him, I wasn't the only one who made dumb decisions last night.

"Oops, guess I forgot we weren't in the UK anymore." He said, trying to look innocent.

"Well, whoever served you drinks made a bigger mistake, so I forgive you."

"I really am sorry though. I know that probably wasn't the ideal way to spend your night, but thank you for staying and looking out for with me."

"You're welcome. But like I said, only helping a drunk person in need. If you were sober, you would've been on your own." I once again lie and deny my feelings for him.

I didn't just stay because he was drunk, I stayed because I would probably take any excuse to be near him at this point. I need to stop setting myself up for rejection.

"Let's be honest, you stayed because I flattered you," he smirked.

"What are you implying?"

"I called you beautiful and said adorable things to you, that's what convinced you to stay."

"You remember?"

"Yeah, I wasn't that drunk"

"Are you saying you didn't mean any of those things? You just used them to pick me up?"