What the hell

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by FxckMichael

by FxckMichael

'All my life I've been good,but now, whoa,I'm thinking what the hell!' Avril Lavigne

It's a short chappie:( Sozz

Jules POV

I woke with something in my stomach. I bolted to the bathroom and puked out my guts.

What the hell happened last night? What did I do? And most importantly,wheres April? All I remember was looking for her and grabbing another drink. Everything else was blank.

Why am I in my house? Who took me here? Where's Perrie? Why am I asking all these questions? I should be glad I'm by myself. No ones here and this headache could heal.

But for a strange feeling,I feel angry. Angry with myself for letting me get drunk. Angry for me not staying with Perrie. Angry for taking April. Just Angry! Why did I have to go? Why did I have to drink?

Why is all I'm asking! It's just I don't remember anything. Nothing! Everything is blank! I try to think of it but nothing comes to mind! Just a simple flashback of when I was looking for April.

I felt someone come behind me and tie my short hair in a bun. I turned around and saw Harry with a concerned look on his face. Wait! HARRY! What is he doing here? How did he get here? And why was he shirtless? What the Fuck is going on here?

"Are you okay?" He asked with worry all in his voice. I opened my mouth bit nothing came out. Just more vomit. Harry sighed and put his hand on my lower back rubbing soothing circles in it. Why was he so worried? It was just the after affect alcohol.

"Look,Jules you may or may not remember last night,but we...." Harry trailed off. What was he trying to say? Did we? No! Could we? Never! Perrie would kill him! But if he met sex then what? We used a condom hopefully.

"We snogged?" I asked hope filling my voice. Harry sighed and looked a little hurt. Why would be that way? Could he possibly have feelings for me? No! Never in a million years would he ever! Why would he? Just cause we shagged doesn't mean anything. Well,I sorta have feelings for him,but it's useless cause it's Illegal here anyway.

"No. We shagged." Harry says to me very slowly. Wait! What! WE SHAGGED! TRANSLATION! WE FUCKED! HAD SEX! DID THE DEED! NOOOO! PERRIE'S GOING TO KILL HIM! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! WHY IN THE FUCK DID WE HAVE SEX! NO!NO!NO!NO! WE COULDN'T HAVE SHAGGED! NEVER! (A/n why am I shouting? The fuck?)

My eyes went big with realization. We did have sex. All the memories from last night came back to me. We did indeed have sex. I can't believe I did that. All if it! I'm sex monster when I'm drunk.

"NO! NO! WE DIDN'T!" I screamed.

"Yes! We.Did." He stated very clearly. He looked of what he might say and how he would react. What the hell is going on? What the fuck was he going to say next? Why was he scared. He was breathing heavily? He was sweating like crazy. Why was he acting like this? Is he ill or something?

"You might be pregnant." He finally choked and I swear in that moment I mentally died.