My eyes squinted as my pupils adjusted to the light. I rubbed them to help them along and instantly held my hands in place, recognizing the pounding in my head. The light shining through the window was magnificent, but hard to handle. I shifted under the covers to make myself a slightly tighter ball than what I already was. I felt my sheets brush my bare skin. Where were my pajamas? It wouldn't have surprised me if I had just stripped down after the club last night.

I stretched a bit, feeling sore, and began to roll over. All at once, I flipped back so far that I rolled off of the bed, knocked my alarm clock off of the night stand, probably screamed a little and ended by ungracefully piling onto the floor. You would too if you realized that there had been someone lying next to you! I slowly brought myself to my feet, sorting my thoughts as I went. I didn't remember bringing anyone home last night... Had I? Would I? Why would I? I stood there, remaining as composed as I was able. Looking over him, he had a skeptical smirk on his face. Then it hit me. It was the smirk that no woman could resist, but one that I had been resisting for what seemed like forever. It was the smile of Harry Styles.

Silently gathering my thoughts, I was hopelessly wondering what had happened last night. I knew that Harry sleeping nude wasn't a surprise, but I liked my pajamas, and really wished that I had some on at the moment. I wondered if he remembered more than I did. As I put the pieces together, I suddenly realized that I didn't care. Even if he didn't remember last night, he remembered the night. It was the night that I cut ties and burnt bridges and dug as many moats that I could dig between him and me just so that there would be more distance. It was the night that all hell broke loose.

Notes

Sorry this ones pretty short everybody, there'll be more soon :D
xoxo Hannah <3