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chapter 6

As we reached the car I lay across the seat, laying my head in Harry's lap. My head is spinning, this was supposed to be one of the best nights of my life. How could I be so stupid?  "Can we just go for a long drive?" I ask, my voice quite as I stare up, his jaw being my only view at this point. He clears his throat, shifting before smiling down at me. As I take a deep breath his smile fades and I feel his thumb wipe my cheek. I didnt know nor care if I was crying. I felt angry and sad and frustrated, at him, myself, calum. Everything is fucked.

"What are you thinking about?" Harold asks, Looking down at me. Sitting up I turn to face him, grabbing a bottle of vodka sitting on a shelf... in the back of a fucking car, what the fuck. Shaking my head I take a swig, scrunching my face as I swallow and put the lid back on the bottle.

"I had sex with calum tonight. We were supposed to leave together but I was pulled away.." I speak loosely, my words flowing off my lips the way the liquor flowed down my throat, before stinging.  "And then," I sigh with a sad smile "i met a chilhood favourite who turns out is dating my ex. Who, not to mention and for a reason unknown to me he hates my fucking guts, and I'm still in love with calum and Luke and i need to get over myself. But ugh I think of him or I hear him when I walk in a store like..... uuuuuugh I want you I want every piece of you the goods the bads I just wanna be there for you and hold you and make your coffee!!!" I shrug with a sigh, holding back tears knowing how much of an idiot I am. I mean who, realistically thinks that being an average person can have a functionally functional relationship with a celebrity. HA!

"are we talking about what happened between you and them?" His brows raise as I feel the bottle being pulled from my fingertips. "I think... knowing what I do..  I think that opening yourself up to them when you did at that age was a very big step.... it effected you in a tremendous way because whether anyone truly believes it you each of you will never have a relationship like you did with anyone. And I'll weasel my way to see what's the deal with Luke but as for you, you are allowed to feel love and heart break and jealousy and lust, this thing with calum, normal. Here you are two ex friends with benefits who did have some sort of deeper feelings, meeting for the first time in a while, intoxicated,  I mean it was set in place to happen.... however i know i do not know the full story but I'd like to think i listen properly. Luke's coping is off, he isnt ok, and if he is and hes just being an asshole I have a plan for that.." he breathes, giving a soft smile.

"If you end up single when your 30 make me first in line to volunteer to marry you ok?" I pout, groaning as I put my face in my hands. I could hear him chuckling,  "Haaaaaarrry" I whine. "What do I do?" I mumble, peeking at him through my hands.

"If you want me that bad just ask..." he clears his throat as I shift in my seat. I could feel my face reddening. I cant tell if I feel awkward or just blushy he said that. "If he wants to see you again he will. If you need to force something then it most likely isnt going to work in your favor. You can only blow a balloon up with air so much before it pops..... the relationship is the balloon and you are the-"

"Ok harry I got it." I glare, narrowing my eyes before reaching for the bottle. He pulls it away and I groan, leaning further. However as I lean to much and fall into the floor board I can not help but laugh. Harry does as well as he picks his feet up.

"Darling you must not have any more alcohol. Have some water"

"WATER IS FOR THE WEAK!" I yell, huffing as I try getting up. So many mistakes tonight. Gripping the edge of the seat I drunkenly get up; groaning desperately as if I was climbing the side of a rock. Feeling hands on my side lifting me makes me giggle and I squirm away as soon as I get on. "Unless you plan on putting little baby Harold's in my uterus dont tickle me." I mumble continuing to giggle. His eyes go wide and he clears his throat before letting out a small laugh.

"Yes. No more drinks." He laughs, looking over at me. "Let's get you more water and ibuprofen why dont we." He nods, tapping on the thing that goes down and then you see the driver. That thing. As he begins talking my eyes roam the backseat, black velvet. Cha-ching. Putting my hand on Harry's thigh, I lean over, my lips moving to his ear as I grab the bottle.

"I want something else..." I whisper my hand gripping his upper thigh, leaning back over to open the bottle. He never even stopped talking to the driver, I snicker, taking a long drink. As he finishes talking his gaze focuses on me and I smile, taking another drink. His jaw clenches and his smile darkens. Taking the bottle from my hands he rolls the window down.

"Slow down" his voice is firm, as the car slows out goes the bottles. Rolling the window back up he looks back to me. "We are going to the closest store and you are going to get some water in you, and maybe a trash can" he frowns, playing with his fingers. "You'll regret this in the morning if you don't.." he warns. Pouting I go back to laying across the seats. My head in his lap.

"Youre mean harry. Stop taking care of me if you dont want me" I slur wrapping my arms behind his waist. I could fall asleep, right, here.

When I wake my head is on a pillow and I've now got a blanket. However I am still in the car, looking around I do not see harry. For a second I believe I've been kidnapped but then I come back to normal thinking. Scrunching my face I put my hand to my head, fucking hangovers. Where is Harry? tapping on the window I grab the bottle of water, squinting as the light pours through. Seeing harry I smile, "what's the time?" I ask, my voice was raspy.

"Its time for you to get a watch" he chuckles, his voice getting quieter as he bends over. Leaning back up he hands me a bottle of water, taking it I'm reminded to take a drink.

"HaHa where are we?" I pause, taking a gulp of water. " and dont you dare say where we are. "

" ah you know me so well, you'll get breakfast and I'll take you back to the hotel, or wherever you are staying." He said. With words that felt comforting. I wince in pain and chug the first bottle of water. My mistakes.