He Helps When You're Drunk

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"The next person is.."
You watched the bottle spin around until the top pointed at you.
"y/n! Truth or dare?" Your friends asked eagerly.
To be honest, you were probably too old to be playing this kids game, but it was the first night you'd had with your girlfriends and you'd been having such a good time it was fun.
"Truth" you replied, watching your friends face as she thought of the perfect truth to ask you.

"Okay, what's Harry's favourite position in bed?"
You looked at the smirk on your friends face as she asked.
"I can't answer that! He wouldn't be happy" You laughed, it was true, you and Harry were always private about your relationship and you felt bad revealing something without him being there.
"Well if you can't answer it you'll have to..." Your friend scanned the room before running over to the cupboard in the corner, you waited, hearing a "yes!" as she turned around holding bottles of vodka.
"Take a shot!" They chanted, frantically looking for the shot glasses in your kitchen.

Before you knew it they were pouring shots for each truth you wouldn't answer, and you wouldn't answer many. With each you refused to reply to it increased, and you weren't always the best with alcohol either.

Within an hour you were stumbling across the kitchen to get more bottles from the cupboard, barely able to see across the room, tripping over your feet and nearly knocking over the lamp on the side. Through all this, your friends were basically still sober - tipsy - but still able to walk around without stumbling. They continued to ask your more and more truths, getting you even more drunk every minute, even the ones you did answer you took a shot with.

By this point you were drunk enough to do the dares, you all danced to the spice girls on the counter. You sang multiple karaoke songs without even being asked to, it wasn't often you got so drunk but when you did it always turned out like this. Your friends stood back and watched, no where near as drunk as you were, still laughing and singing along with you.

"Okay okay last one" Your friend said pouring the final shot and handing it over to you. "Where's the craziest place you and Harry have ever had sex?"
Everyone burst into laughter as they watched your face turn.
"Hmmmm" you replied "Let's FaceTime him!" You tended to make quick decisions when you were like this, so with no thought you picked up your phone and called him even though he was staying late at the studio.

"Hiii Haz baby!! Are you having fun recording? You are at the studio aren't you?"

"Love?" Harry replied, furrowing his brow trying to make out what was going on.

"We've got a question!"

"What are you doing?" He asked, more concerned.

"It's a truth! We're playing truths you have to answer us Harryyy"

He stared down the phone screen at you on the call, finding it difficult to see what was happening with you moving the phone screen endlessly.

"What do you mean truths? Are you drunk?"

"No! We've had... two? maybe three bottles? Anyway you have to answer this truth! It's-"

"I'm on my way home, I'll answer it when I'm back okay?" Harry replied, deciding to leave early.

"Ugh fine Hazzz but we're waiting!" You said back slurring each word.

Clearly you were drunk, and he was naturally worried about you. Excusing himself and explaining to everyone why he had to go, he left and got in the car to make his way home.

"y/n babe?" He called out as he came in the front door 45 minutes later. He walked through to the kitchen, where your friends were stood calling taxis to go home.

"Hi Harry, shes um, over there" One friend pointed over towards the couch where you were laying face down. Harry walked over to you as your friends left, figuring it was okay to leave you now Harry was here to look after you.

"Tired baby?" He whispered crouching down by your side, his hands through your hair.

"mhmm" He slowly brought you up so you were sat up straight. "Oh Harry! Baby! Gorgeous!" You cried out when you realised it was him, drunkenly wrapping your arms around him. "I love youuu"

"I love you too" Harry laughed as he tried his best to stand you up "Come on let's go to bed yeah?"
"I don't want to I want to... I want to keep on playing truths" You drowsily protested not wanting to move but still incapably trying to stand in the process. He decided to lift up your legs and carry you up the stairs to the bathroom.

Harry sat you down on the toilet seat as you smiled up at him. He smiled back at you before looking around the bathroom for your things. "What are you doing Haz? Don't worry about me" He picked up your packet of makeup wipes, taking one out and beginning to wipe the makeup off your face.

"I'm not - I'm not wearing makeup" You stumbled.

"Yes you are my beautiful" Harry giggled softly, continuing to take the makeup off your face.

"No no no I'm not" You clearly were wearing makeup, Harry knew as he saw the foundation change the colour of the wipe, but he continued to ignore and just agree with whatever you said.

It was then when he saw your face begin to turn.
"Baby! Baby! Come here y/n" Quickly he stood you up, opening the toilet lid as you suddenly leaned your head over it, throwing up into the bowl. "Don't worry it's okay it's okay" Harry said, taking a bobble off the side and scraping your hair back into a bun. He rubbed your back gently as he waited for you to finish.

He helped you rinse out your mouth before he took you slowly back to sit on your bed. You threw yourself down on your back.
"I really really love you" You said.
"Hey hey don't lay on your back" Harry sat you up, beginning to unzip your dress.

"I want you Harry" You said coming in and kissing him, "I want you bad" He knew how drunk you were and didn't want to take advantage of you, even though he was your boyfriend there was no way he'd do anything with you this drunk.

"Not tonight baby" He replied kissing you on the cheek.
"Come on Harryy let's have fun" You tugged on his shirt. He let out a small laugh continuing to take off your dress and pull a t-shirt over your head the best he could.
"No no keep my clothes off not more on" You pouted. He chuckled
"No love let's get some sleep yeah? Tomorrow"
You reluctantly agreed getting under the covers, he made sure you stayed laying on your side.
"I love you" You said holding his arm tight as he lay next to you.
"I love you too" Harry replied, but you hadn't heard him as you fell asleep instantly. He let out a slight laugh at how adorable you were. He'd always love looking after you.

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