I never had the chance

Chapter 8.

I recognize that familiar accent
Holy shit it's Harry.

"Uhh-yeah? I'm Brooklyn ha" I speak into the phone.

"Oh well, it's harry if you're wondering"

"Yeah I know I can tell."

"Erm, are you busy right now?" He nervously asks.

"Yeah, I act-" I'm caught off by Zayn saying who am I talking to ,and to hurry and come back to bed.

The phone line was frozen for a minute. Harry must have heard that. Great.

"Hello Harry? You there?"

"Well sorry Brooklyn, that I interrupted you're chicken choking session." He barked and hanged up.

What the hell was that? I'm left speechless and embarrassed. Harry knew and assumed what me and Zayn were doing. It's been like three weeks since I knew him. Yeah I gave him my phone number so we can text and call each other and what not. I feel bad for him he needs a friend, and yeah I do consider him as a friend and only a friend. I walk from my night stand back to bed next to Zayn.

"Who was it?" He asked with lots of concern on his face.

"Harry. Just don't worry about it nothing important." I simply state.
Zayn stares at me, not saying a word. I don't really want to continue on anymore. I feel oddly uncomfortable now. I want to sleep right now and let my thoughts flood somewhere else.

It's morning and the only thing I remember about last night is Zayn and I in bed doing the dirty, and harry calling me and all I know is that harry is pissed I think.
I try my hardest to remember it all from last night. Ugh I do remember that I drank way too much fireball shots. I sit myself on my bed and I look on my left and Zayn isn't there beside me. I finally decide to get up ,clean myself up and do something with my day. This weekend is going to be a drag.

Should Text harry and explain what happened?
What if he doesn't answer.
He better.

Hey :)

Hi. Sorry about last night, my fault ha.

Omg. It's cool (x mind if I come over and hang out?

Sure, I'd love that (:

Alright I'll be there in a few bye

With that I ask my mom if I can go over to a friend's house, he doesn't live that far just like a block away. So I'll just walk there.
I arrive Harry's house it's a nice two story maroon colored brick house, with nice greenery in the front lawn. I walk up to his door step and ring the doorbell.

"Hello" I'm greeted by Harry blushing

"Hey!" I smiled at him

"Oh sorry, please come inside haha" he open the brown door more wider.

"Make you're self at home Brooklyn."

Hai. Well I kinda liked this chapter lol. I'll try to make the chapters a bit longer from now on(: well I hope you liked it. Instagram// @jvalxo