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Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Harry Styles

I woke up to find my throat sore and dry and feeling clawed up. I tried to speak, but a strange grating noise came out instead. Drat.

I sat up, and looked around. I was alone for once, thank goodness, but I still felt awful. Hungry, too.

I slumped back and played with my sheet for a moment. Then I decided to stop being helpless and get a glass of water myself.

I pushed away the blankets and slid onto my feet. I tried standing, but I had to grab my bed for balance. Jungle worms, I thought in amusement. Then I froze. Did I really have jungle worms? Nah, impossible.

I made sure my head had stopped spinning before taking another step. I didn't fall or burst into flame so I kept going.

I let go of my bed and stood up by myself. Good for you, I thought. But I still had to walk slowly to the kitchen. I crossed the living room. Still no one on the couch. I smirked. Knew it.

I got some water and drank thirstily. I tried using my voice again; no good. I looked out the window. Still dark outside. I wondered, what time was it? I checked the nearest clock. 5:30 am?! Obviously everyone else was still asleep.

I drank some more before going over to the couch and collapsing on top of it. I felt like an old man. Old Man Styles. No, that didn't sound right. I was not old!

I fell asleep.

"Harry," someone said, shaking my arm. "Harry, wake up!"

I mumbled something neither of us could understand and rolled over. I heard that someone sigh.

"He won't wake up," she said in exasperation. I guessed it was a she.

"Easy," replied another person. "Just do this."

Suddenly I was splashed with cold water. I gasped and my eyes shot open. Zaylin and Louis were standing over me. Louis was holding the cup, but when he saw my eyes open, he thrust it at Zaylin.

"What the heck!" I yelled at Louis and attacked him. He easily jumped back and I fell on the floor. I didn't bother getting up.

"He's awake," Louis announced.

"You think?" Zaylin replied sarcastically. "What are you doing here, Harry?" she asked me.

"I wanted some water," I told the floor.

She sighed. "Get up you lazy bum," she huffed. "I ain't Carly and I ain't gonna cut you some fruit."

I scowled. "Darn it," I said. "And I was really hoping you would put some warm socks on my feet too."

"Up you go," Louis said as he hauled me up. He pushed me onto the couch.

"At least I can talk now," I said.

Zaylin nodded. "That's definitely good," she agreed.

I looked at her and tried to use Niall's cute puppy dog look that always made him get what he wanted.

"Why do you look constipated?" she asked. I got rid of the look.

"Can I please have something to eat?" I begged.

She shook her head. "You'll throw up," she said.

"I don't care," I retorted like the little child I was. "I need some food now!"

"You're worse than Niall," she scoffed.

"Niall would be dead by now," I said.

She nodded. "Good point," she conceded. "No food for you!"