pt.59

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my mom left like 5 hours ago, and i've just been home cleaning my room, i rearranged it like moved the bed to the wall and what not so my room looked completely different.

the boys dropped the made in the a.m album it was so good i swear.

i'm making a list of the stuff i need to get for school shopping tomorrow, grabbing markers and blank paper and got to work.

riley was asleep on my bed, she barely even drunk the bottle she just went to sleep.

dad- i'm on my way home with pizza is that okay?

me- yeah thank you, mom went out with kim i'm with riley

dad- i know

hearing a knock at my window, making me snap my attention towards it.
getting up from my chair making my way over to the window to see harry.

my mouth dropped open as i opened the window letting him in. stumbling over his feet into my arms.

immediately putting his lips on mine. and they tasted like alcohol, literally making my heart thump from my chest. i pulled back from the kiss staring at his face.

his eyes were red and he had a smug look on his lips. "harry are you drunk?" i asked looking over at riley on my bed then back at him.

he gripped my waist looking up at the ceiling and humming "hmmmm.. m-maybeeee" he slurred giggling and trying to kiss me again.

"harry" i scowled "you need to leave, your going to get me in trouble if my dad finds out your her-" he cut me off by kissing me.

pulling away "shhhhhhh" he shush putting his finger to my lips "did you hear that?" he whispered lookin around so i kept quiet trying to hear what he heard "i'm joking" he giggled putting his lips on mine.

making me pull away smiling "you need to leave" trying to hold my laughs in "my dad is going to kill me" i said quietly and he wrapped his arms around me groaning.

"i'm- soooo exhausteddd, i just wanna be with youuuu babyyyy" he slurred tucking his face in my neck.

"okay, come here" i murmured softly guiding him to my bed and he stumbled his way over seeming like he didn't notice riley there.
he sat down staring up at me.

"your very beautiful" he mumbled grabbing the back of my thighs pulling me on him. "did i ever tell you that? your so fucking beautiful" i blushed putting my lips on his.

"who got you drunk, baby?" i asked moving his hair from his face.

"what are you talking about? i'm not drunk" he giggled kissing my lips.
i rolled my eyes.

i got up making him whine "i'm going to get you some water okay? your drunk you need to sober up" i mumble "don't leave the room" glaring at him and he gladly giggled back.

"that's what you think" he smiled reaching out to grab me but i started walking out the door.
my dad still wasn't here, going into hot kitchen i grabbed a bottle of water and a pain killer he's probably gonna have a headache in the morning.

going upstairs he was trying to take his shirt off but he couldn't making me chuckle pulling it off for him. he giggled "can you take my pants off also?" putting his large hands on my face.

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