Antisocial [h.s]

[twenty three]

[harry]

"So neither of you have swollen lips or hickies so that's a great sign,'' Perrie noted. "And you're also clothed so that's a really great sign.''

"She was wasted last night, I'm surprised she remembered anything at all,'' I chuckled, climbing out of her bed. "How did you two even get together and end up drinking?" I asked Zayn.

"She was at the pool and she was sorta having a meltdown, she definitely needed a drink. She's been through hell,'' he briefly explained.

"Yeah, definitely,'' I agreed.

"I believe I'm out of the loop here,'' Perrie commented and I shrugged. "Oh hey, was she telling the truth about her face? She was attacked by some bitch?"

"Yeah, she was telling the truth,'' I nodded. "Had to pull Blake off of her though, I'm not quite sure what happened.''

"Has Liam found out yet?" she asked me and I shook my head.

"I don't think so, but he probably shouldn't find out, he'll just stress her out and stress himself out and it's not such a good idea,'' I explained and they agreed with me as Blake stumbled into the room grumpily.

"Zayn, you're an asshole,'' she claimed and Perrie burst out laughing.

Blake walked by me and over to her bedside table, pulling out the drawer to reveal plenty of pill bottles. "Holy shit, you own a pharmacy,'' I chuckled and she flipped me off blindly and pulled out a bottle. "What's that?"

"Vicoden, stronger than tylenol,'' she shrugged and dry-swallowed two huge pills. "Fuck, why the hell do people drink when they're gonna do shit they regret and feel like shit when they wake up?"

"Because it's fun and you're just inexperienced with alcohol so you don't understand,'' Zayn explained and then looked in her med drawer. "Okay, you're either dealing prescription drugs or you're really sick.''

"Sick,'' she replied simply and closed the drawer.

"Wait, what's wrong with you?" Perrie asked Blake and Blake just groaned out loud.

"Too much to explain before you go to class. So go to class and ask Liam,'' Blake commanded simply and then walked over to her closet.

Her jumper was like tight or whatever around the lower hem and it had rose up and damn her ass is perfect. I don't exactly regret not putting clothes on her myself last night because her body is just-wow. She's gorgeous, she's fit, she smart, she's funny, she's nice and I just want to kiss her, I think about kissing her all the time and making her happy and making her forget she's sick. God, I'm relieved as hell that we're good again, I couldn't stand those days without her. I can't stand being without her. A selfish part of me last night wanted so badly to let her kiss me. I might have if it weren't her first. God, I'm stupid for giving up a chance to kiss her, why-

"See ya later, mate,'' Zayn smirked at me and I looked at him, quite startled.

"Bye.''

"Oh, tell me if anything happens,'' he demanded quietly and I shoved him in the chest whilst he chuckled and walked out of the room with Perrie.

Once the door shut I looked at Blake and noticed she had a towel, some clothes and her supplies for the loo. "I need to shower, you can see if any of Liam's clothes in my closet will ft you I guess or you can do whatever and you can watch Netflix on my computer if you'd like or...I don't know, I smell like booze so I'll be back.''

"Okay,'' I smiled, waving her off and she retreated out of the room, leaving me to myself.

I walked over to her closet and sifted through the multiple jumpers, leggings, tank tops and jeans. I think I was more curious about her than wanting to find a shirt for me. I strolled over to her dresser and opened the top drawer, surprised to find her bra and knicker drawer and I couldn't say that I wasn't even slightly turned on. I do not understand how such an innocent girl can have this sort of lace and not even show anyone, it's just really surprising.