Harry's P.O.V.
I wake up the next day, having a massive hangover. I don't have a clue what happened last night but I can see that it was NOT just a little get-together. The cottage is a mess; I can see it by now even though I'm still laying on the sofa. Well actually with one half of my body on the sofa and with the other half on the floor.
It was a big party with hundreds of people. We probably didn't even know most of them. But I do remember one of them.
Wilma!
Also I forgot most of what happened yesterday I still know I talked to her. She's a nice person. But I kind of think things didn't go the way I wanted them to be.
I stand up looking around if anyone is here but I can't see anybody. I call Niall and wait. But instead of answering I can hear his phone ring in the bathroom. I take it and sigh, going down. Nobody is in the house.
Dammit!
I decide to call a taxi and go home. Luckily I've got my keys with me. I unlock the door and hear Louis freaking out. "Whoever you are: BE QUIET!!", he shouts from the kitchen. I laugh even though my headache makes itself felt. I walk up to him.
"Oh Harry! ...Finally here!?", he says while he prepares lunch for himself. I have to have slept for a while... "Well... yeah!? Where have you been?", I reply.
"Home!" Wow. Short answer!
I decide to just ignore my desire for knowing why they didn't take me home and ask about what happened last night. "You've been pretty drunk! I don't know much about what happened but I noticed you danced on a table. Shirtless. And that was probably one of the harmless things...", Louis explains.
I just stare at him because I'm a little speechless. Louis can see that I want to know more. "I'm sorry I don't know more but the boys said some sick stuff happened...", he read my mind. I nod: "Who do you think knows the most?"
"Niall!" Another nod. Without saying anything I leave the house.
As soon as I arrive at Niall's house I keep ringing the doorbell like hell when he finally opens the door. He looks quite hungover. "Harry!?", he says sleepy, "what's up? Whatcha doing here?" Niall actually looks like he would fall asleep within seconds.
"Louis told me you would know more about what happened last night!?..." He sighs: "Come in!"
We sit down on a sofa. His house doesn't look much better than the cottage. "What happened?!", I nearly shout because I'm pretty nervous by now.
"You drank a lot. You danced. Shirtless. You said a lot of weird things. You flirted with Wilma. You spill your drink on her. You kissed a strange girl. You sang pretty flat. You...", I interrupt him: "I did WHAT?!? I kissed a girl!?" He simply nods.
"And... what's with Wilma?", I whisper. "Well she saw it. And... I guess she was really angry because she left the house without saying anything to her friends...", he explains to me.
Dammit!
A big tear rolls from my eye. No! This can't be true! This must not be!
"What shall I do now?", I ask him after I calmed myself down. "You should totally get that straight!" I raise my eyebrows showing him that I want to know how! "Well... she probably doesn't want to talk to you..."
'Thanks for that advice Niall! Not that it was obvious...', I think to myself.
"Maybe I could call Annika and...", he thinks. "Oh would you do this for me?!?", I say adoring.
"Uhm... sure!"
After we made clear what he's going to say he takes his phone and dailes her number. Tooting. "Hello?", Annika answers the phone. Niall turned it loud so I can hear what she says. "Hi Annika. This is Niall!", he answers.
"Oh Niall! Thanks for calling!", she says and one can nearly hear she's smiling. "What's up?", she asks. "Well I wondered if you...", he looks at me and I nod so he knows what to do -we read minds, "would like to go on a date with me?"
Silence.
"Oh my god! Sure!", Annika finally replies. "Fine then...", Niall wants to say but Annika interrupts him: "But I can't!"
Our eyes widen. "What? Why?", Niall asks. "I've had to calm Wilma down. You know. Because of what happened yesterday...", she whispers, "so we went shopping!" I push Niall giving him another hint about what to say.
"Maybe we could meet there!?", he replies.
She pauses.
"Yeah! Great idea! Uhm... I guess we'll take time out in like half an hour. We could meet in a café then!?", she explains. I nod rashly so he accepts. "Fine. So see you soon. I guess!", Niall says. "Yeah. See you!", Annika replies laughing. "Bye!", Niall says and ends the call.
We stare at each other. "Get ready!!", Niall suddenly screams, "You've gotta get things straight!!..." Twenty minutes later we finally arrive at the café. The girls are not here yet. I think about what to say to Wilma but I always abandon my thoughts.
Then they suddenly enter the café and I forget breathing. Annika sees us and when she spies me she looks a little shocked. Wilma doesn't see me till she's only a few steps away from the table we sit at.
She wants to turn around but I grab her arm. "Wilma...", I whisper. "What?", she whispers too. "WHAT?!", now she screams.
"I'm sorry!", I say looking down on the floor. "For what?!", she asks angrily, "It's not like you have to be sorry for anything! You kissed a girl! Who cares? It's not like you would cheat on me! Not like I would be your girlfriend...", her voice breaks by the last sentence.
"But I really like you!", I explain. She looks me in the eyes. "Really?", she asks teary-eyed.
I nod.
"Then why did you kiss that girl?", I can see she's devastated. I hunch my shoulders. "I drank a lot. I was drunk as a lord! I didn't know what I was doing..."
Teardrops on my cheeks.
"Not sure if I can trust you...", she says staring at the floor again.
"You can't! You just have to believe that I say the truth!", I explain, only saying what's on my mind.
She looks me in the eyes. Is that a smile playing upon her lips. I nod smiling. "I don't know you for long but from the first moment I saw you I knew you're someone special!", I say.
Truth!
She takes a deep breath. "I really like you!", I say and hug her really tight. "Oh Harry!", she says. I put my hands on her cheeks and smile...
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tenth chapter --->
It was a big party with hundreds of people. We probably didn't even know most of them. But I do remember one of them.
Wilma!
Also I forgot most of what happened yesterday I still know I talked to her. She's a nice person. But I kind of think things didn't go the way I wanted them to be.
I stand up looking around if anyone is here but I can't see anybody. I call Niall and wait. But instead of answering I can hear his phone ring in the bathroom. I take it and sigh, going down. Nobody is in the house.
Dammit!
I decide to call a taxi and go home. Luckily I've got my keys with me. I unlock the door and hear Louis freaking out. "Whoever you are: BE QUIET!!", he shouts from the kitchen. I laugh even though my headache makes itself felt. I walk up to him.
"Oh Harry! ...Finally here!?", he says while he prepares lunch for himself. I have to have slept for a while... "Well... yeah!? Where have you been?", I reply.
"Home!" Wow. Short answer!
I decide to just ignore my desire for knowing why they didn't take me home and ask about what happened last night. "You've been pretty drunk! I don't know much about what happened but I noticed you danced on a table. Shirtless. And that was probably one of the harmless things...", Louis explains.
I just stare at him because I'm a little speechless. Louis can see that I want to know more. "I'm sorry I don't know more but the boys said some sick stuff happened...", he read my mind. I nod: "Who do you think knows the most?"
"Niall!" Another nod. Without saying anything I leave the house.
As soon as I arrive at Niall's house I keep ringing the doorbell like hell when he finally opens the door. He looks quite hungover. "Harry!?", he says sleepy, "what's up? Whatcha doing here?" Niall actually looks like he would fall asleep within seconds.
"Louis told me you would know more about what happened last night!?..." He sighs: "Come in!"
We sit down on a sofa. His house doesn't look much better than the cottage. "What happened?!", I nearly shout because I'm pretty nervous by now.
"You drank a lot. You danced. Shirtless. You said a lot of weird things. You flirted with Wilma. You spill your drink on her. You kissed a strange girl. You sang pretty flat. You...", I interrupt him: "I did WHAT?!? I kissed a girl!?" He simply nods.
"And... what's with Wilma?", I whisper. "Well she saw it. And... I guess she was really angry because she left the house without saying anything to her friends...", he explains to me.
Dammit!
A big tear rolls from my eye. No! This can't be true! This must not be!
"What shall I do now?", I ask him after I calmed myself down. "You should totally get that straight!" I raise my eyebrows showing him that I want to know how! "Well... she probably doesn't want to talk to you..."
'Thanks for that advice Niall! Not that it was obvious...', I think to myself.
"Maybe I could call Annika and...", he thinks. "Oh would you do this for me?!?", I say adoring.
"Uhm... sure!"
After we made clear what he's going to say he takes his phone and dailes her number. Tooting. "Hello?", Annika answers the phone. Niall turned it loud so I can hear what she says. "Hi Annika. This is Niall!", he answers.
"Oh Niall! Thanks for calling!", she says and one can nearly hear she's smiling. "What's up?", she asks. "Well I wondered if you...", he looks at me and I nod so he knows what to do -we read minds, "would like to go on a date with me?"
Silence.
"Oh my god! Sure!", Annika finally replies. "Fine then...", Niall wants to say but Annika interrupts him: "But I can't!"
Our eyes widen. "What? Why?", Niall asks. "I've had to calm Wilma down. You know. Because of what happened yesterday...", she whispers, "so we went shopping!" I push Niall giving him another hint about what to say.
"Maybe we could meet there!?", he replies.
She pauses.
"Yeah! Great idea! Uhm... I guess we'll take time out in like half an hour. We could meet in a café then!?", she explains. I nod rashly so he accepts. "Fine. So see you soon. I guess!", Niall says. "Yeah. See you!", Annika replies laughing. "Bye!", Niall says and ends the call.
We stare at each other. "Get ready!!", Niall suddenly screams, "You've gotta get things straight!!..." Twenty minutes later we finally arrive at the café. The girls are not here yet. I think about what to say to Wilma but I always abandon my thoughts.
Then they suddenly enter the café and I forget breathing. Annika sees us and when she spies me she looks a little shocked. Wilma doesn't see me till she's only a few steps away from the table we sit at.
She wants to turn around but I grab her arm. "Wilma...", I whisper. "What?", she whispers too. "WHAT?!", now she screams.
"I'm sorry!", I say looking down on the floor. "For what?!", she asks angrily, "It's not like you have to be sorry for anything! You kissed a girl! Who cares? It's not like you would cheat on me! Not like I would be your girlfriend...", her voice breaks by the last sentence.
"But I really like you!", I explain. She looks me in the eyes. "Really?", she asks teary-eyed.
I nod.
"Then why did you kiss that girl?", I can see she's devastated. I hunch my shoulders. "I drank a lot. I was drunk as a lord! I didn't know what I was doing..."
Teardrops on my cheeks.
"Not sure if I can trust you...", she says staring at the floor again.
"You can't! You just have to believe that I say the truth!", I explain, only saying what's on my mind.
She looks me in the eyes. Is that a smile playing upon her lips. I nod smiling. "I don't know you for long but from the first moment I saw you I knew you're someone special!", I say.
Truth!
She takes a deep breath. "I really like you!", I say and hug her really tight. "Oh Harry!", she says. I put my hands on her cheeks and smile...
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