Stuck With One Direction

Chapter 39 - One Drunken Night

A/N SURPRISE UPDATE!!!!!! :D the parts in italics are flashbacks!

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Hailey's POV

I woke up with the worst head ache I've ever experienced. What the hell happened last night? I don't really remember much after the drink Louis had picked out, it was a blur after that. The last memory my brain can register is when a drunken Niall fell out of his bar stool from laughing too hard.

How'd I even get home? I'm in Harry's room, that much I know. Wait.. Harry!

I look over to the right and notice my beautiful sleeping angel, laying peacefully on his back, small puffs of air making their way out of his slightly parted lips. His white sheets were hanging dangerously low on his hips leaving him in the perfect position for me to gape at his exposed stomach.

I reached a hand out to gently trace over any tattoos I could reach and as my finger came in contact with his skin his arms were being wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me into him. I let out a small gasp of surprise but quickly nuzzle into his comfortable embrace.

Then it hits me. The drinks. The excruciating headache. The comforter on the floor. Full skin on skin beneath the sheets. Harry's curls even more disheveled than usual. Harry and I had sex... Drunk.

This is so bad this is so so so ba-

"Hailey?..." A sleepy raspy voice says from above me. I almost smile at the comforting tone of his voice. Almost.

"Morning." I croak. I mentally curse myself for letting my voice break so easily. I'm hoping it was small enough to blame on my tired state. It wasn't. Harry notices every small detail which is why, in my time of worry, he pulled back from his hold on me only slightly to meet my gaze. His eyebrows scrunch together in concern making him look adorable, when he sees the slight look of pain on my face though, his expression softens.

"What's wrong love?" He whispers, almost tenderly. An anxious feeling begins to grow greatly in the pit of my stomach as Harry absently mindedly dwindles with loose strands of my matted hair.

"Harry... Do you- do you remember what happened last night?" My voice was hoarse, and barely audible as I squeeze my eyes shut begging the tears not to flow through.

Harry didn't tense or even flinch, just kept running his fingers carefully through the knots in my hair. Maybe it wasn't so bad then? Or he just didn't remember.

He let out a low raspy chuckle that made my heart flutter as I peak up at him through my slightly damp eye lashes. His eyes scan the room. He chuckles slightly and then kisses my forehead with a smirk.

"By the looks of it I'd say we must've had a pretty intense shag." I could literally feel all the color drain from face. I look at the hickey on Harry's neck and a memory from the night before hits me like a truck.

I shove Harry down on the bed, most of our clothes already discarded somewhere in the room. I strattle his waist and smirk, attaching my lips to his neck. Sucking a purple bruise onto his skin before running my tongue smoothly across it. He moans and writhes beneath me and his fingers dig into my side, bruising the exposed skin.

I move the sheets scarcely slow, off of my body finding exactly what I figured I'd find. 5 bruises etched into my hips.

"Haz, did you use protection?" My voice wavers.

"I'm not sure, why would I?" He asks. He was stroking my arm soothingly. I pull away from his grasp and get up to go look into the rubbish bin and thankfully, there was a used condom in there.

I giggled as Harry peppered my face with loving wet kisses. He was propped up above me by his elbows and by this point we were both completely naked.

"I love you so much." He whispers and for some reason I burst into side splitting laughter. We're gonna feel like hell in the morning.

"I love you too, Styles." I smirk. He winks crudely before lining himself up at my entrance. No condom? "Harry wait!"

"What? What's wrong!?" He asks frantically, stopping in just enough time.

"I'm uh... I'm not on the pill anymore..." He gives me a confused look. "I'm out, I need to get some more so...." Then it hit him.

"Oooohh. Eh, it's alright I always come prepared." He smirks. I smile in relief as his slight weight lifts from my body to grab a condom out of his bottom drawer. Sliding it on he makes his way back over to me taking his previous spot, leaning down to move his lips against my already bruised ones. It was rough, and sloppy but perfect all the same. It's always perfect with Harry.

He pulls away to look into my eyes giving a cheeky smile before pounding into me all at once.

"Thank god.." I sigh in relief.

"Yah.... Are you okay love? You're on the pill right, why were you so worried?" Harry asks softly, getting up from the bed to come to my side. He wraps a blanket around my naked body and throws on a pair of black briefs before pulling me into his comforting embrace. He pecks the top of my head and runs his hands up and down my back lovingly. I sigh softly and cling tightly to his waist.

"Actually Haz, I'm out of pills so we may have to go get some. Don't wanna get pregnant right?" I chuckle nervously. Realising how easily that could've been a reality makes me anxious as I frown and bury my face into Harry's chest.

"Well actually... We don't really need to get you more pills?" He says lowly, in more of a questioning tone. I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion and pull back to look him in his shining green eyes. I try to ignore the sudden acceleration of my heart beat as I see how nervous he looks.

"Harry you're not- you're not suggesting... We have kids right now, are you?" I back away from him slowly. I love Harry more than life itself and I want to have kids with him! I just... We're too young!

"No! No that's not what I was referring to." He assures. I let out a massive breath of relief and find myself actually laughing at my stupidity. "It might be worse...." I tense up again not meeting his gaze. I slowly turn my head towards him seeing the regret in his eyes.

"Haz..." I choke out.

"Hailey.... There's something I gotta tell you....."

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A/N WHOOP!!!!!!! ANOTHER CLIFF HANGER!!!!!!! :P love you oreos!! .xxxx