"You've begun to feel like home. What's mine is yours to leave or take, what's mine is yours to make your own"
It was close to 11pm by the time Louis and I arrived back at Harry's house. We'd gone out to dinner and then headed to an expensive bar on Sunset Boulevard. After a couple of drinks I decided all I wanted to do was go to bed. I was so shattered about what had happened this afternoon, I was so angry that he'd gone back to her. I shuffled my feet when we got to the front door, pausing and letting Louis go ahead of me.
"Come on, can't avoid him forever.." He said, pulling me inside. The door clicked shut behind us and Harry looked up from his position on the couch.
"You guys have been gone for fucking hours. Where've you been?" he asked, muting whatever movie was playing on the TV.
"Just out." I spat without looking at him, walking to the kitchen and pulling a bottle of water out of the fridge.
"Jeez, what's wrong with you?" He called but I ignored him.
"So, bet you had a good day." Louis sniggered. I went to stand next to him and watched the puzzled look on Harry's face.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked calmly, standing up from the couch.
"Iz left her wallet here. So we came back to get it." Louis said, eyes trained on the younger boy. Harry's eyes went wide when he realised we knew.
"I.. She.." He stammered.
"Don't bother. We had a good day without you." I spat at him. His eyes narrowed at me;
"What's your fucking problem? I can fuck whoever I want."
"Yeah, you can. Do whatever you want Harry. See if I give a fuck." I stormed off to my room and slammed the door, trudging to the en-suite and turning on the shower. I let the water heat up as I stripped myself of my clothes, stepping into the shower and sighing as the warm water rushed over my body. I turned the heat up as high as it would go, the water was basically burning my skin but I didn't care. I was angry. I hated Nadine. I hated her with a passion. I hated that she was so stupid. I hated that she gave him cocaine. I hated that she got to be with him and I didn't. I washed my hair and turned the water off. Stepping out onto the cool tiles and shivering slightly before I wrapped a towel around myself and headed into the bedroom. I was pulling a t-shirt over my head when a hard knock came at my door.
"Yeah?" I called, quickly slipping my pink pj shorts up my legs. Harry pushed the door open and walked into the room.
"Why do you have such a problem with me being with Nadine?" He spat, "I know you don't like her but you can't fucking dictate who I date or who I fucking have sex with."
"I'm not dictating anything. I don't care what you do Harry."
"BULLSHIT." He yelled, startling me slightly, "You've been acting fucking weird towards me ever since the fucking hospital. Just tell me what's going on!"
"Nothing is going on Harry. Absolutely fucking nothing." I smiled snidely at him and he ran his hands through his hair.
"You drive me fucking mad? Did you know that?"
"Feeling's mutual." I said, my voice not faltering.
"You're a bitch." He mumbled.
"Fuck off Harry. Just get the fuck out." I pulled the door open for him and motioned for him to leave. He did, pulling the door out of my hand and slamming it behind him. I turned off the lights and climbed into bed, pulling the covers over my head as I cried myself to sleep.
I was awake for hours, just lying in bed and staring at the ceiling. I couldn't stand fighting with her, it made me feel like absolute shit. I listened to the rain falling onto the roof outside, jumping slightly as a loud clap of thunder took over, a flash of lightening illuminating my room. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying for the hundredth time that night to fall asleep. Another clap of thunder came and my eyes flung open. I rolled onto my stomach and growled into my pillow. I heard a light knock at my door and I turned my head. Izi pushed the door open and popped her head in,
"Can I come in?" She whispered. I nodded at her and she padded inside, closing the door softly behind her. She wandered over to the bed and sat down, her legs out straight with her back against the headboard. I rolled onto my side and propped my head up with my hand.
"Hate thunderstorms.." she mumbled, as another crack of thunder shook the house. She squeezed her eyes shut and shivered, sinking down into the bed and pulling the covers over her head. She was so fucking cute, I just wanted to hold her all night and tell her everything was going to be okay. I shuffled down a bit and drew the covers over myself so we were face to face. We were silent for a few minutes before she spoke.
"Sorry I yelled at you.." She whispered.
"It's okay. I'm sorry I called you a bitch." I pulled the covers off us and put my arm out so she could cuddle into me. She traced little circles on my hip with her finger before she rolled onto her stomach so she was facing me.
"Why her? What is it about her?" Her voice breaking slightly.
"It's honestly nothing. I was horny and I wanted a root. That's it."
"You could get any girl in the world though. Why do you keep going back to her?"
"Because she's easy.." I stated simply, "it's nothing more than that, I swear to you.
"Louis hates her too.." She mumbled.
"I know. So does Niall. I'm sorry." I reached up and put my hand on her cheek and she moved into me slightly.
"Don't go back to her.." she whispered, "you can do so much better." Her face was only millimeters from mine.
"I won't." I promised. Nothing was going to interrupt us now, I was going to kiss her. I ran my hand down her face and cupped the back of her neck. I gently pulled her towards me until our lips were almost touching..
"I don't want to kiss you after her lips have been on yours.." She whispered. I could feel her breath on my lips as she spoke. I wanted her so badly, but I stopped. Dropping my hand from her neck and letting it fall by my side.
"I'm sorry.." she whispered again.
"Don't be." I whispered back, stretching my arm out and motioning for her to lie down. She did and faced away from me, I curled my body around hers and snaked my arm around her waist, holding her close to me as we both drifted off to sleep..
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Drunk; A Harry Styles Fan FictionFanfiction
"Who are you?" "I'm Izi." "Why are you here?" "Because. Do you need help?" "I don't need anyone's fucking help." ~~ WARNING: Strong language, sex, drug use. NSFW, MA15+