Heroin {harry styles}

33

a/n
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The familiar blaring of my alarm wakes me up yet again, bright and early at 7:00 am.

I roll over to turn it off and stretch a little bit.

Noticing I'm way colder than usual, I glance down at myself and jump up when I notice I'm only wearing a bra and panties.

After jumping up and down on my bed a few times and having a mini freak-out about everything that happened last night, my heart rate finally begins to calm down.

Obviously, Harry didn't stay the night with me, but I think I'm okay with it. I'm glad I had time to myself this morning to process it, because waking up next to Harry and remembering what we did would've been no less than awkward.

I get ready for the day, my mind racing with different scenarios about what's going to happen when I finally face Harry again.

Was it just a one time thing?

Is he going to expect sex now that we broke down that first barrier?

Is he going to think it was a mistake and hate me even more?

When I get downstairs, Harry is nowhere in sight. But there's no note with a list of chores for me to do like usual.

I have no idea if this is a good sign or a bad one.

But I'm not left wondering for long, because the front door bursts open just as I'm about to bite into an apple.

"Good morning Layla!" Niall's Irish accent thunders through the house.

Before I can get up to greet Niall, him and Louis walk into the kitchen.

"Mate, keep it down. Do you have any idea what time it is?" Louis yawns.

"Almost eight, and it's not my fault you've got a raging hangover," Niall laughs, playfully smacking Louis' arm.

I clear my throat, and Niall finally takes notice of me sitting in the kitchen. He quickly walks over and snatches my apple right out of my hand just as I'm about to take another bite.

"Oh an apple, thanks Layla! I was starving on the way here but this one," he glares at Louis, "wouldn't stop anywhere."

"No problem," I say sarcastically, grabbing another apple out of the bowl for myself. "Why are you here again?"

"Boss man has us on shopping duty," Louis grumbles, but quickly perks up with a smirk. "But I guess I can't complain, I get to spend the day looking at your fine ass."

"Have I told you that you're a pig?" I roll my eyes at Louis.

"Watch the attitude. Have I told you I can call Harry any second and tell him you're being rude?" He retorts.

I guess he's right, and since Harry and I could possibly be on very thin ice right now, I choose to ignore him.

Turning back to Niall, I ask, "Why are we shopping?"

"Harry said groceries first then we're supposed to take you to the store and get whatever you need."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. Clothes or something?" Niall shrugs.

"Tampons?" I ask, just to mess with him.

"Please not tampons. Anything but that," Niall shudders at the word.

"Relax," I laugh at him. "I don't need those today."

"Thank god," he lets out a sigh of relief.

"Alright ladies can we stop the chatter? I want to get this over with," Louis interjects, dangling is car keys in the air.

I can't help but chuckle at how offended Niall looks after being called a lady.

Niall and I throw our apple cores away before following Louis out the front door.

After a long, obnoxious trip to the grocery store that consisted of me shopping while Niall and Louis argued about nothing, we finally got all of the grocery bags loaded into the trunk of Louis' sleek black BMW.

"Where to now?" Louis asks, turning around in the driver's seat to look at me.

"I don't know. I don't really need anything," I shrug.

"Even if that's true, Harry sent us to take you shopping and if we give you back to him empty-handed, we're gonna be in big trouble. Plus, he gave us his platinum card for the day, so the sky is the limit," Louis explains.

"I guess the mall then, but I seriously don't need anything. I just wanna go home," I respond.

"Don't we all," Louis mutters before turning back around.

On the drive to the mall, I think about why on earth Harry would make them take me shopping. The groceries, I understand, because we were seriously running low on food at his house. But shopping? He bought me everything I needed when he first brought me to his home.

Unless...

"I need to use your phone," I whisper to him once we're alone. Louis went to fine a liquor store, leaving Niall to take me shopping alone for the time being.

"You're a funny one," he chuckles. "Come on, you know that's not allowed."

"I know. But I need you to please trust me just this once. I have to call Harry before we buy anything," I try to convince him.

"And how do I know you won't try to call the police, or your parents or something?" He asks.

"Well, my parents are dead. So I don't think they'd answer," Niall's face hardens for a moment but his expression returns to normal as I continue. "And Harry brought me here before. I know he owns the place and his security is everywhere. Please. I just need to talk to him for a minute."

He quickly leads me off into some sort of hallway, away from the crowds of people bustling around.

Niall must sense the desperation in my voice because he thinks about it for another minute before reluctantly pulling out his phone and dialing in a number. He hands me the phone and I take it gratefully. "This is your funeral if he gets pissed at you for interrupting his work."

I dismiss his comment with a wave. "Can't a girl get some privacy?" I ask pointedly as I hold the phone up to my ear.

"Fine, but I'm keeping you in my sight. And Layla, I swear to god if you try anything-"

"I won't," I assure Niall as I shoo him away.

On what must be the last ring, Harry finally picks up.

"What the fuck do you want? I'm working."

"It's me," I tell him, hoping to gauge his reaction before I ask what I need to.

"Layla," he sighs. "Of course it's you. What do you want? And how did you get Niall's phone?"

"Don't worry, he didn't let me out of his sight or anything, you don't have to go all tough gang leader on him again."

"Why are you calling me?" Harry demands. "And think about your attitude carefully, I might not be there now but I will be seeing you later."

I take a deep breath in order to keep myself under control before I finally pop the question.

"Did you make Niall and Louis take me on a shopping spree in return for what we did last night?"