SIN{Punk Romeo & Juliet Harry Styles}

Ch.35

 Drunk -Ed Sheeran

It's killing me -James Arthur

Same mistakes -One Direction

Heartless -The Fray

Harry's Pov

 

My lips parted, my tongue slowly licked them feeling once more the alcohol. Lifting one hand I cupped my forehead feeling dizzy as fuck, a great reminder of the fact I drunk my ass off last night trying to stay away from her.

Effortless I could add cause I didn't stay far enough. Ten steps away into a half empty room with wasted college students obviously wasn't enough for either my mind or my heart. She was dancing with him, chest to chest, her face sometimes was lifted over his shoulder staring over me but her lips never parted asking me to take her away.

She had her time and her chances, She could simply push him away, walk closer to me and tell me exactly what I was seeing in her eyes every single time she was looking me. And I on the other hand could stop being a completely fucked up bastard as always and keep my mouth shut. Probably spouting out that the whole confession I did to her was just a game I  decided to play cause I was pitying her was my worst decision ever.

Her body moved under the covers making me open widely my eyes. I looked around the room for a while watching pastel walls and stupid bands poster hanging on them. Across the room there was a small desk, clothes onto and some heels laying just in front of it. Clearly I wasn't in my room and clearly I could recall my previous comment about the worst decision thing. Now, that was the worst thing I could  do after what Ann told me. Slowly so I wouldn't wake the girl next to me, I grabbed the covers into my fingers lifting them praying that we wouldn't be both naked after them.

Really Styles? You really thought that was a possible scenario?

''Fuck me'' I whispered biting my lips as I saw her naked both curled next to me. I let the sheet fell down again and with careful movements I drugged myself standing up. I wore as fast as possible my jeans that I found them laying on the floor and I searched a little for my shirt. Her room was way more messed up than mine for God's sake. Putting eventually my shirt and shoes on I grabbed the phone from the nightstand and walked out without looking behind me. She wasn't expecting me to leave a phone number or any contact details after all, right?

I walked down the corridor, passing one after another the pink, painted walls. I would love to have a hot cup of coffee right now but I wasn't in the mood of staying into a sorority house and answer the questions all these bitches would make me once they would find out I slept with one of their friends. Luckily the living room was empty, only two guys were sleeping half naked on the huge sofas in front of the fireplace so I didn't waste any time and I walked out letting the fresh air hit on my face.

I put my hands into my pockets and started walking away between frat houses making my way to the dorms when it hit me. I wasn't staying there anymore. I had a freaking flat down town and Zayn would probably be sick until now cause I didn't even care to inform him that I would spend my night out.Sure he was fully aware about the party and the speech I was about to give Annabel but I promised him I would be back soon. As long as my father was pissed off, his buddies looking for me we thought that staying inside was the best.

I pulled my phone out unlocking the screen ready to call him and hear him lecturing me when I saw her name on. I frowned confused as fuck. What she wanted now?