Author's Note: HEY! This is Quinn. @RelentlessChaos & I are writing this together because we're best friends. AH. I'M SO EXCITED THIS IS FINALLY HAPPENING! Please leave feedback if you enjoy this. -QuinnWritesStories
Everyone should listen to the song at the side because I think it describes Harry's situation perfectly. :D <3
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Chapter One:
Grace’s POV
Once again, Harry blew me off. We were supposed to have a date three hours ago. He wasn’t answering any of my calls. I admit, I was very agitated, but I knew he just got a break from tour. I sighed and dialed his number one more time. On the last ring, he answered.
“Hey babe,” He slurred.
“Harry, are you drunk?” I groaned.
“Noooo, not at all. I miss you,” He said.
“We had a date tonight. Obviously you chose to do something different…”
“Grace? Is this you?” I heard Liam’s voice.
“Yes, Liam,” I huffed.
“Listen, can we all stay at your place during break?” He asked.
“Yeah, sure,” I said annoyed.
“What’s wrong sweetie?” He asked.
“Harry definitely bailed on our date tonight…” I said as my voice got low.
“I’m so sorry… We all went to a bar tonight. I had no idea of your date. I’ll make sure to punish Harry in the morning.”
“Thanks Daddy Direction.”
“You’re welcome. We’ll be there in about ten minutes. Every single one of the guys is absolutely plastered,” He groaned.
“Have fun getting them here,” I said.
We exchanged our goodbyes and then I hung up. It was unlike Harry to forget one of our dates.
I brushed my teeth and ran my fingers through my hair. I heard loud voices downstairs. I rolled my eyes and marched down the stairs and came in contact with my intoxicated boyfriend. His lips forced their way onto mine and I pushed him away. The hurt look on his drunken face made me feel a tad bit guilty.
“Why won’t you kisssss me, babe?” Harry slurred.
“You’re drunk.”
“Hold me,” He said quietly as he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly.
I rubbed his back and he started crying.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You told me we had a date tonight, but I don’t remember,” Harry cried.
“Do you really not remember?”
“No,” Harry sobbed.
He just cried into my neck as the rest of the boys and I exchanged weird looks.
“Harry, let’s get you to bed,” I cooed.
“No, I don’t want to!” He whined.
He fought against me as I tried to lead him up the stairs.
“Harry, let’s go to bed,” I told him.
“You’ll stay with me?” He whimpered.
“Of course,” I said.
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Losing Harry (One Direction Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction**This is a joint story with @QuinnWritesStories but it will be posted on my page** It was no secret that Grace Phillips and Harry Styles were madly in love. Everyone knew it. But what happens when Harry gets sick and only tells one person? That one...
