Moment in Time. Harry Styles fan fiction

Chapter 21

I woke up with sun shining in my face. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Ohh shit. I looked around the unfamiliar room trying to find something of mine. I found my dress folded neatly in a chair I looked down at my body and found that I was now in someone’s large shirt. Okay don’t panic. Just breathe. It’s fine. You’re alright unless someone kidnapped you but you’re a live and not tied up or held at gun point so you’re fine. Someone opened the door a crack before slipping in.

“Good you’re awake.” Harry smiled.

I flipped back onto the bed in relief. “I thought I had been kidnapped!” I explained. Harry laughed loudly and I put my finger to his lips motioning for him to be quiet.

“No surprise you don’t remember. Niall got you drunk as-“

“Wait did you bring me home first?!” I asked. Harry shook his head so a scrambled to the desk in search for my phone. “Where’s my phone?!” I screeched. Harry pointed to the dresser and I lunged for it.

*87 new messages from Max* *58 missed calls*

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Max was going to kill me. I quickly dialed his number knowing if I waited it would just get worse.

“If you’re alright I will kill you!” Max said as soon as he answered.

“I am and I am so sorry. I-I just got drunk and Harry brought me to his hotel room and took care of me I don’t even remember what happened.” I rambled on. I could practically see Max running his hand through his dark hair.

“Okay.” Max sighed. “I get that you’re an adult and stuff but next time you do this I will call your mom.”

“My mom?” I laughed.

“Yeah or your dad or even William.” He threatened. “William would sure take a strip off you.” Max laughed.

“I swear it will never happen again just don’t call William.” I begged. “Especially that it involves harry.”

“What involves me?” Harry asked from his position sitting on the bed. I ignored him and continued talking to my friend.

“William does live in my building so it would be easy…”

“what do you want?” I growled.

“50 bucks.” Max deadpanned.

“Fine I’ll get it to you later now if you’re still in my dorm get out.” I told him.

“Alright just be safe.” Max said in a mocking tone.

“Max!” I screamed but he had already hung up.

“What was that all about?” Harry laughed.

“Nothing.” I grumbled. “It’s fine now tell me why I’m wearing your shirt.

“Cause I reckoned the dress would have been uncomfortable.” Harry explained looking up into my eyes.

“I don’t remember changing..” I trailed off. Harry grinned at me and I whacked his shoulder.

“Ow! That hurt!” He exclaimed. His beautiful green eyes bored into mine. “Kiss it better.” Harry pouted.

“I am not kissing you better.” I laughed.

“You sure didn’t mind last night.” He smiled.

“WHAT?!” I exclaimed angrily.

“You were kissing me telling me you loved me…” He tried off with a happy smirk. “And you know what they say drunks are the most honest.”