Chapter Fourteen
*Olivia Harper*
The pain in my stomach was unbearable. I felt like I was going to throw up. My throat was absolutely dry. I opened my eyes, and the light streaming through the window hurt my eyes. I squeezed them shut again, laying still in bed. I felt terrible, and even moving a finger made me feel like I’d explode.
I was an idiot. How could I drink so damn much, knowing I had school the next day? I don’t even know how I managed to get off bed. After about ten minutes of dry heaving into the toilet bowl, I managed to drag myself to the sink and brush my teeth. After taking a shower, I downed two Tylenol tablets and and about two glasses of water. A nap would have helped, but I had to get my ass to school.
By the time I went down for breakfast, Linda and dad had already left. I hurriedly gulped down my breakfast and left for school.
As I drove to school, I tried to think back to the events of the previous night, trying to recall anything. All I remembered was walking into the house and dancing with a few people. After that, I’d probably started drinking and that’s the part from where everything seemed hazy. I remember staggering from one place to another and grinding against random boys. I remember knowing I should stop, promising myself that every cup I took would be my last, and finding myself breaking that promise as soon I emptied the cup of its contents.
Harry. I remembered Harry. Nothing else, I just remembered him hovering over me as I sat on the bar stool, downing drink after drink. I remembered tight grip around my waist as he supported my weight, I remembered his arms around me. I didn’t know when he’d left, where he’d left me, who he’d left with. I just remembered…him.
Had I apologized to him? Or had I just thrown up all over his clothes?
I parked the car and got off. As I walked to school, I spotted Lexi walking in the building.
“Hey, Lex!” I called out. She didn’t hear me though, but just continued walking. “Lexi!” I frowned when she still didn’t turn around. “Alexandra!”
She did turn around when I called her by her real name. I grinned and caught up with her. “Hi, you.”
“God, Liv, you know I don’t like anyone calling me that.” she snapped.
I laughed. “Well, you weren’t listening so I figured that would be the best way to grab your attention.” I said.
“You’re so annoying.” she grumbled, rolling her eyes.
“What crawled up your pants this morning?” I asked her, confused.
“Shut up, Liv!” she snapped. “God, you think you’re so funny, don’t you? Just…leave me alone, I have class.”
I watched, confused, as she stalked off. Had I done something? The last time I’d seen her, she seemed fine.
“Hey, there.” someone bumped my shoulder. I turned to see Harry standing behind me, smiling down at me with his signature half smile. “Didn’t think I’d see you here.”
“Why?” I asked him.
“Aren’t you hungover as hell?” he asked.
I chuckled. “You have no idea.” I said. “Hey, listen, you were there at the party last night, right?”
“Mmhmm.” he nodded, as we started walking to class. I was glad we were talking normally like this, and he didn’t seem pissed off or mad.
“Did I…what…what the fuck happened last night?” I asked him.
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The Deal (English)
FanficOlivia's changed since her mother died. She's bitter, angry. She hates her father. She's wild, doesn't like to be told what to do, and won't listen if she is. But when a certain Harry Styles enters her life, they strike a deal which could be both th...