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Last update for tonight, I'm going to bed. I'm beyond tired. SO... GOODNIGHT!
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Chapter 9
Harry’s POV
I kissed Clementine’s forehead and wished her to get better, before bidding her goodbye, as she and Delilah strode out to Delilah’s car.
I shut the door behind them and walked up to my room to shower. I stripped off my shirt and boxers and began stepping in to the tub, but I stopped short and looked down to the floor. On the floor laid two damp towels, and my shower wall was wet. Had Clementine taken a shower?
I mentally shrugged as I stepped into the shower and washed my body and hair with my favorite strawberry shampoo, don’t judge, the girls dig it.
I stepped out of the shower and applied a fair amount of moose to my hair, before shaking it like a dog.
I shimmied into a white T-shirt and pulled on a pair of boxer briefs, as well as a pair of jeans a button up plaid shirt.
I began walking downstairs to prepare myself some tea, when my phone started ringing.
“Hello?” I answered, not even bothering to look at the name.
“Hazza?” Clementine’s voice slurred.
“Clementine? Are you drunk?” I asked in disbelief.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” She giggled “Anyway, your friends with the large cameras are blocking the door, and I need to go home so I can rest up, ‘cause apparently we gotta have a meeting with Simon tomorrow.” She garbled
“Where are you?” I asked
“Bensly’s” She replied with a small burp before laughing and muttering an ‘excuse me’
“Don’t move, I’ll be right there.” I said, hanging up the phone.
I slid on my shoes and began running down the hall, only to collide with a wet-headed Louis, signaling he had just taken a shower as well.
“Where’s the fire?” He asked, rubbing his bum as I helped him back to his feet.
“Sorry Lou, I gotta go, Clementine called.” I said, leaving out the huge piece of the story where she was drunk.
“Need me to come?” He asked, something glinted in his eye that I couldn’t read.
“No, but thanks anyway, Lou!” I smiled, patting him on the shoulder as I continued on my way.
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I arrived at the pub and to my surprise (note the sarcasm) Clementine was correct, the paps were everywhere.
I pushed through the crowed, ignoring the comments and questions as I opened the door to find Clementine passed out on the floor.
I scooped her up bridal styles and carried her towards the back of the building. I sat her down on the back steps and ran around the get the car. I eventually got her into the car, buckled, and back to her house and in bed in under a hour.
And Louis says he’s superman.
I was just starting to leave when Clementine’s hand grabbed mine, taking me by complete surprise.
“Harry.” She mumbled sleepily.
“Yeah, love?”
“Stay with me, please.” She muttered “I’m scared.”
I smiled at her child-like ways as I kicked off my shoes. I climbed into the large bed, looping my arms around her waist. She tensed up at first but quickly retreated into my chest. I wrapped the duvet around us, and eventually fell into a deep sleep.
A sleep full of dreams, and ideas, of what my life could be like if Clementine and I had met under different circumstances.
I probably wouldn’t have minded dating, or even marring her at all then.
If only.
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