I woke up in my bedroom, my light grey bedsheets wrapped around me as I lay on my mattress. I opened my eyes but closed them again right after, the brightness of the light way too intense and making my head hurt. I shielded my vision from the sunlight coming from the window and stared up at the white ceiling, sighing.
I didn't remember having gotten back home. I wondered if I'd done it on my own, or if I woke up there only thanks to Harry. I took a deep breath, a hint of nausea at the back of my throat, not enough for me to get worried about it. I finally sat up, slowly, trying to contrast the aching in my head, furrowing my eyebrows when I discovered I was wearing the same clothes of the night before - minus my shoes, of course. I sighed again as I realised that Harry had been the one to take me home, contrary to what I'd hoped. I would've never slept under the blanket in dirty clothes.
I turned and put my feet on the floor, stopping in my tracks and listening carefully for any sound that would tell me Amelie was at home. I frowned when I realised that there were none and automatically looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand, widening my eyes when I discovered that it was already past midday. I'd never overslept that much before.
I stood up, waiting for the thumping in my head to become less strong before walking out of my bedroom and entering the kitchen, finding a pack of pills on the table. I shook my head, assuming that it'd been an unexpected kind act by Amelie, and took a couple, downing them with a glass of water, before leaning back against the table and closing my eyes, hoping that it'd help the headache subside.
After a few seconds I moved to the couch and cuddled up in a corner, starting to regret my decision of getting drunk. I definitely shouldn't have done that, it had been a stupid idea, but Harry had been extremely convincing, and I hadn't been able to say no. And now I felt sick, and I couldn't tell if I wanted to puke or eat something. Both, probably.
I closed my eyes, deciding that a little nap on the couch wouldn't have hurt me and would've possibly made the prospect of eating a little more appealing.
It seemed like no time has passed when the doorbell suddenly rang. I opened my eyes and stared at the door, sending it a little glare because of the loud sound, quickly deciding to pretend I wasn't in the house in hopes of being left alone.
A few seconds went by, and I'd almost started to believe I'd made it when the doorbell went off again.
I sighed, realising that I probably wouldn't have gotten the little peace I wanted if I hadn't answered the door first. I stood up and made my way towards it, quickly opening it before it could ring another time. I instantly rolled my eyes when I saw who was on the other side. "Why are you here?" I asked, my question coming out more like a lament than anything else. Did he really always have to come around at the weirdest times?
Harry let out a chuckle at the evident distress in my voice, seeming to find enjoyment in my despair. "Just checking up on you. I got you drunk and you're hungover now, so I feel responsible, you know" he replied with a little shrug.
I eyed him up carefully. He was dressed in all black, the pretty shirt of the day before replaced by a more practical looking hoodie. He was still wearing earrings, nail polish and his rings though, the ring on the side of his nose a piece of jewellery he never took off, which made it obvious that his unexpectedly dressed down look was more temporary than anything else.
I shook my head. "I'm not in the mood for this" I said, motioning to his entire figure, and he sent me a humoured glance.
"I brought chicken nuggets and chips" he told me, holding up two white bags that I hadn't even noticed were in his hand before, the inviting smell suddenly reaching my nose.
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FanfictionRaine never liked overconfident people, and Harry never liked judgemental ones. But when everything around them isn't what it seems to be, all they need is each other to make it out alive. • • • "Keep your eyes open thunderstorm, because everyon...