Locker 17

Chapter 58

*Harry's POV*

Why are you so lonely?" A woman's voice calls next to me. I turn over to look at who the seductive voice belongs to. She's blonde and looks familiar, very. The vodka is starting to set in, her face becoming blurry each time I blink.

"Uh hi." I can barely get the words out. My vision still hazy.

"Do you remember me?" She sits down next to me, too close. She puts one of her legs on top of my lap, what the fuck? I try to push them off of me but my arms won't move.

"No?" I can't put my hand on who she is, frankly I can't think of anything. She tells me her name but I can't hear her due to the people screaming counting down to the New Year. "What?" I scream at her over the loud noise. She tells me her name again but I still can't hear shit.

"Twenty, nineteen, eighteen..." The whole house counts down. Fuck, I remember I needed to call Louis, I pat my pockets but my phone isn't there. Shit. I try to stand up but the blonde's leg is still on my lap, not letting me get up.

"Three, two, one!" The whole house goes crazy, beer, vodka thrown in the air.

"Happy New Years" The blonde whispers into my ear. I turn to face her and she pulls me to her, crashing my lips with hers. I try to pull away but my brain won't cooperate with my my body. Instead she goes kissing me. I can't feel her lips, let alone feel anything.

"Get the fuck off of him!" I can hear Matty yell from across the room. The mysterious blonde backs off, scared. She stands up from the couch and leaves. Thank fucking god. I try to turn to look at him but I can't. Everything is going in circles, my vision is still hazy unable to focus on anything.

"Why did you let that happen?" Matty yells over the loud music and cheering people.

"I can't move! I can't do shit!" I yell.

"Harry! Can you hear me?" He yells again. Didn't he just fucking hear me?

"I can't move!" I yell again.

"Harry are you okay?" He yells once more. At that point I realise that I'm not even talking. I've just been seated here motionless, I can't talk either. What the fuck?

"I'll be right back, don't move." Like if I could.

Matty comes back with Jake after a few minutes. I can see them running through the crowd towards me.

"You grab one side, I'll grab the other." Matty tells Jake.

"What the fuck is wrong with him?" He yells to Matty.

"Dunno!" Jake and Matty lift me up, each of my arms over their shoulders. They carry me to the room I stayed in earlier, I'm surprised to see there's no one there. They lay me down on the bed but I don't feel it.

"Holy shit." I can see Jake get closer to my face it's still blurry but I can tell it's him.

"What?" Matty asks.

"Check out his eyes. They're fucking dilated as fuck. What the hell did he do or drink or smoke what should I know." Dilated? I just had three fucking drinks.

"Wait. Did Patrick bring the ruffies he promised?" Ruffies? Fuck no.

"Pretty sure he did, otherwise he wouldn't be in the next room banging the hot brunette." Jake says. They ruffied me? This is a complete joke.

"He's fucking drugged you dumb ass!" Matty pushes Jake back by his shoulders.

"Just let him sleep it off. It'll be gone by morning, he won't remember shit but who gives."