In The Past

Chapter 11

Sierra's POV

I woke up tangled to the blue eyed boy. Why was I at Niall's house? I remembered everything from the previous night and wished I could forget it all.

"Good morning, beautiful." He smiled at me.

"Sorry I'm like, on you." I laughed.

"Hey, I don't mind."

"Thank you so much for everything last night I-"

"It's really no problem!" He laughed.

I looked up at him and it was just as I thought. He was gorgeous even in the morning. He just stared at me with this awkward smile.

"What?" I laughed.

"You just look amazing." He smiled.

"Haha, sure." I playfully pushed him, which resulted in him pushing me harder, and so on.

"Weirdo." Niall laughed and kissed my nose.

"Did you just kiss my nose?" I laughed

"I'm pretty sure I did." He smiled at me.

Harry's POV

I woke up with a hell of a hangover, my room trashed, and little by little I began to remember what happened last night. I shouldn't have done that. I mean of all the ways to get her to get away from me I had to choose that.

Wait, she doesn't have a car.. I looked out my window to find my car still in the driveway, but Sierra isn't anywhere.

"What the fuck is wrong with me!?" I stormed out of the house, thinking of where she could be.

She wasn't at her house, she wasn't at the school, I even checked Jaimie's house, still no sign of her.

I was panicking now, thinking of where she could be.

So I prayed she stayed the night somewhere, and went back to her house to wait.

Sierra's POV

"This one right here." I pointed my house out to Niall, and he pulled into the small, almost empty driveway.

"Harry is in there?" Niall asked.

"Apparently. I'll handle it myself. I'll call you if I need anything. Thanks for everything, Niall."

"Course." He said.

I walked into the sunroom to find a sleeping Harry on the sofa, and I can't help but smile. I carefully walk over to him and touch his arm, jerking him awake.

"Harry?" I whisper.

He immediately sat up and hugged me as tight as humanly possible. "Sierra, thank god you are okay... I am so sorry, I-"

"How long have you been here?" I asked

"Since about 4..” His eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely tired. "How did you get here?"

"I slept over Niall's house and he drove me home." 

"Oh..” Harry sighed and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. Why aren't you afraid of me? What if I hurt you?"

"So what if you did? It's nothing that hasn't happened to me before.." I looked down. "Why did you do that? You freaked me out."

"I needed to get you away from me before I used you like every other girl I've hooked up with." The words stung a little, but I was overcome with relief.

"Is that what you want?" I ask quietly.

"No, hell no. I just, I don't know how to date. I'm not good with this lovey dovey shit."

"Neither am I." I look at him with uncertainty in my eyes. "..Maybe we could learn?" I cringed at the thoughts of different responses.

Bur the rest of the conversation was silence. Just us lying together, intertwined on the couch. But that's all we needed to confirm all of the answers. Silence.

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