Invisible [h.s.]

Chap 13-I cant get in the car with you!

*Harrys Pov*

We stumbled out of the club well I didnt but she did. She was mumbling the lyrics to the song booming though the building, having her own personal dance party.

"Come on duuude dance!"

"Jezabelle I need to get you to the car and home." she gasped.

"I cant get in the car with you!" she half whispered half shouted.

"Why not?" i sighed.

"My father said never get into a strangers car," she giggled. I winced because she never talks about her dad. Like ever. I know of she was sober now she wouldnt have said anything about her parents.

"Hi im Harry Styles, now you know me. Can we go now?" she happily nodded and followed me out to the parking lot.

"Where are your keys Jezabelle?" I softly asked.

"Hmmmm in my bra...wanna get them for me?" she said winking and shoving herself at me. I really wasnt im the mood for her drunk shit right now.

"No get them out for me please." It took a few minuets but she finally gave in and got them out. She walked around to the drivers side swaying her hips a little.

"Im what do you think your doing?"

"Im driving duhhhhh." shes so out of it. No way in hell am I letting her drive.

"Oh no you don't. Your not in conditions to be driving." I sighed running my fingers through my hair in frustration. She really wasn't making this easy.

"Yes I am. You," she said poking my chest with her finger. "You my friend, can even check. Like you know those test the coppers do. Do one on me!" she cheered like it was a good thing. Damn she was drunk.

"The fact that you just called them "coppers" proves your drunk." I chuckled. She just squinted her eyes challenging me.

"Fine, walk heal to toe in a straight line." she looked at me questioning. "You heard me, do it." She took a deep breathe and started walking. She got a few steps then tumbled into me. She looked up at me with big eyes. Her brown eyes were so fucking pretty. They flickered from my lips to my eyes, hinting she wanted to kiss me. I couldn't help but lean in. Our lips brushed ever so lightly. Dammit Harry focus! I scolded my self. Jezabelle is drunk I need to get her home and to bed. I pushed her back.

"No Jezabelle. You need to get home. This hangover is going to kill you tomorrow morning." I swept her off her feet into my arms. She flung her arms around my neck leaning her head on my chest. I walked over to the passenger seat putting her in the car. Getting in the car I checked my phone. It was already late why am I even in a rush. It amazes me how fast time can pass. When I got in the drivers side I saw her leaned over with her head in her hands.

"Um Jez..-" I was cut off when she threw open the door and puked. She leaned back up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. I sighed and started the car.

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Jezabelle was alseep by the time we got back to her flat. She looked so beautiful when she was sleeping. The way her eye lashes laid softly in her cheeks and the small smile that was in her lips. The small moans she would make when she took a long deep breath. I focused on her beauty. "You are beautiful," I whispered stroking her cheek. She mumbled in her sleep and turning her body a bit. Again I sighed and got out of the car going to her side and picking her up. I kicked the door open and closed with my foot. When I laid her down on her bed I slowly unzipped her dress to reveal a white lace matching bra and panties. God she is beautiful. Her curves were in all the right places, she had the perfect olive color skin, the way her hair fanned out framing her face. It was all just so beautiful. I again took in all her beautiful features wishing they couldn't be mine. But at this very moment I don't even know if I could call her a friend. She was still mad at me for I don't even know what. She started to shiver so I took my shirt off and put it over her head then pulled the duvet back over her. I felt bad because I had to wake her up to give her a pain killer and some water to ease the pain in the morning. I tip-toed down the stairs to the kitchen where she kept her medicines. When searching for the pain killers I came upon anti-depressants and anxiety medicine. What? I thought to myself. I didn't want to snoop in in her personal life so I got what I needed and ran back up the stairs. I softly shook her awake.

"Jezabelle, I need you to take these for me, yeah?" she mumbled something then threw her head back and downed the pills. She then lay back down. I rubbed her back and quietly sang the lyrics to the song I've been writing.

"I want you here with me.

Like how I pictured it.

So I don't have to keep imagining.

Come on, jump out at me.

Come on, bring everything.

Is it to much to ask for something great?

Your all I want so much it's hurting.

Your all I want so much it's hurting." I ended the song and kissed her forehead then stepped out of the room. I made sure to leave 2 pain killers out on the counter for her in the morning. When I got back to my flat I fell into bed in a deep sleep.