Kate's POV
I struggle to help Harry out of the car. It ended up him falling onto the ground and me helping him from then. I grab the key from my hand, twisting the lock open. As soon as I open the door I lead Harry to the couch as fast as I can, trying to mend the pain on my shoulder.
He lays there, pleased with himself. His face changes in an instant. I read his face, he looks likes hes about to throw up. I hesistate to do something. I run towards the kitchen, grabbing the bin in time.
"Oh my god" I whisper to myself, blocking the sound and view of him.
He finally finishes. "Thanks cutie" He winks, but fails at trying to look attractive.
"You need to stop that" I say again, assuming he keeps forgetting. I place the bin back onto the carpeted floors.
I try calling one of the boys again. But they go straight to voice mail. Maybe they also had too much to drink and had someone else's girlfriend take care of them too.
"I need to change" I hear harry partly yell from behind me.
"What?" I turn around, delayed. He had already been taking off his shirt. "Harry!" I avert my eyes, and use the kitchen wall as a shield. I peak back to see if he was nude or not. Thankfully, he was in his underwear, nothing less, nothing more. "Can you at least put pants on?" I ask, hoping he would say yes.
He shakes his head. He lays back down on the couch, breathing deeply. Arms crossed behind his head, feet resting on the other side of the couch.
"Okay lets get you to bed" I walk back over, feeling comfortable knowing he isn't completely naked.
He wraps his arm around my shoulder. "I wanna sleep on the couch" He slumps down, but I catch his fall.
"Harry-" I start.
"I wanna sleep on the couch" He states more confident.
We were halfway up the stairs.
"Fine" I frustatedely say whilst leading him back down the stairs. "Here we are Princess" I sass.
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Love is war ~ styles
Fanfiction"I love you. You know I would do anything for you right?" He barely whispers. "Then tell me one thing; how come I don't feel the same?"
