Making The Same Mistakes(A Harry Styles love story)

Chapter 2: Telling Him Off

 Hey guys!!! Well here's the second chapter of our book "Making The Same Mistakes"!! We hope you guys liked the last chapter we were up all night (literally) working on it!!! And we're going to work just as hard on this chapter!! Enjoy!!

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Karissa's POV

  I woke up with a pounding headache. The only thing I could hear was the blood pounding in my head. I groaned and grabbed my head in my hands.

"That's what I get for drinking," I muttered bitterly to myself. I propped myself up on my elbows and squinted at the window in my bedroom. The light was blinding because of my hangover.

 I sighed and ran a tired hand through my long blonde hair, which now lay limply on my bare back. Wait. My bare back? What the hell was I doing sleeping commando? I gripped the sheet tightly and tried to wrap them around my cold body so I could go back to sleep, but something was stopping the sheets from moving.

  I squinted at the blurry figure on my right. As the figure became more and more visible I screamed. Harry stirred in his sleep. Before long he sat up and looked at me, eye wide.

"Oh crap..." He muttered.

"We didn't....? Did we....?" I asked him. He groaned and ran a hand through his curly hair, which was already messed up. "Harry...did we...you know...sleep together?" He gulped. "You've got to be kidding me! You took advantage of a drunk girl?? Harry I thought you were better than this! You should have known better than to take advantage of a drunk girl! Let alone your drunk best friend!"

"Look I'm sorry!! I just got caught in the moment and...I didn't want it to stop. I'm sorry." He got off the bed and slipped on his boxers then sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Harry, um...I'm going to need you to leave. I need to be alone for a little while."

  Harry sighed and walked out of the room without another word. I heard my front door shut and I felt like crying. But I knew better than to cry.

  Instead of crying, I got off my bed and made my way into my bathroom. I turned on the hot water and hopped in.

Harry's POV

  I slid down the wall outside her apartment door. I ruined it. She's never going to talk to me again.

  I pulled at my hair, wanting to rip it out for being so stupid…so utterly stupid. I just lost one of my best friends because I took advantage of her while she was drunk. I just couldn't help it. She looked beautiful even when she looked like a mess. I didn't want to ruin our friendship, it's just that her heart was broken and I wanted to be the one to fix it.

  I slowly stood up and walked down the hallway to the elevator. I pulled my phone from my jeans pocket and dialed my guy best friend's girlfriend's phone number. Eleanor. Such a sweet girl. Louis was a lucky guy. But I would be even luckier with Karissa. But I lost that chance with a stupid mistake.

"Hello?" Her sweet voice spoke through the phone.

"Hey El, can I come over? I need to talk to someone."

"Yeah you can come! Is everything okay Haz?" She sounded like she had just woken up, her voice a bit groggy but still light and bubbly.

"Did I wake you up El?" I asked concerned. I didn't want to stop her from sleeping.

"Yeah, but I needed to get up anyway. When will you be here?" I pictured her sitting up and fixing her hair, walking around her house in one of Louis' shirts. I heard the soft sound of her bare feet against the tiled floor.