Cambridge

Rachel's P.O.V.

He dragged me away from Ashton and the party.

Once outside of the house, he loosened his grip slightly, but didn't let go of my arm.

"What did you do that for?" I grumbled, annoyed.

I had been enjoying myself.

"Your far too drunk to know what your doing Rachel. You would've regret it in the morning" he replied, still sounding annoyed.

"What difference does it make to you?" I snapped back.

He stopped walking and turned to me, looking confused.

"What do you mean?" he asked softly.

"I'm Harry's little sister, not yours Louis!" I explained quickly.

He sighed slightly, about to talk but I cut him off.

"What difference does it make to you if I slept with Ashley?" I added.

He rolled before continuing to walk, me following him quickly.

"For one thing, If you slept with Ashton, Harry would probably murder him" he started.

I couldn't think of a retort so I stayed silent.

He wasn't wrong. Harry was very protective of me. He was always very hard on my boyfriends. He would not like the idea of me having a one night stand with one of his friends.

Louis seemed to realise I had no response and continued.

"And for another, you may be Harrys sister but you're my friend too. I'm just looking out for you" he finished with a shrug.

It was a long enough walk back to campus, especially when neither of us said anything. I appreciated Louis' concern but I was a big girl, I could take care of myself.

I was finding it difficult to walk in the heels I had on, when this drunk.

Eventually Louis had to wrap an arm around my waist to prevent me from falling over. Something I neither minded nor protested to.

At last we made it to my door.

"You gonna be okay by yourself?" he asked, still looking quite concerned.

I rolled my eyes.

"Of course. I'll be fine" I replied easily.

The fact that I stumbled as soon as he let go of my waist didn't help.

"If you're sure.." he mumbled doubtfully.

I turned to him then, to face him properly.

"Are you still going to show me around tomorrow?" I wondered.

He nodded.

" 'Course" he answered.

I smiled happily.

"Great, night Lou" I mumbled, and with that I headed into the room and collapsed onto the bed, instantly falling asleep.

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I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it.

How much did I drink last night?

I rolled over in the bed, and switched off my alarm clock.

After about ten minutes of stretching and groaning, I finally lugged myself out of the bed and into the bathroom.
I got a quick shower and dressed, pulling my hair back into a weird , messy type of ponytail.

My head was absolutely pounding but I had no parecetamol or any pain-killers so I threw on a pair of sunglasses I had brought with me in the attempt to lessen the headache.

When I came out of the bathroom, the other two were stirring.

It was only seven and my first lecture wasn't until half eight, so I decided to go find somewhere to get a cup of tea.

Coffee was supposed to be much better for a hangover, but I hated the stuff. I never could stand it.

However I loved tea.

Not a day went by that I didn't drink at least one cup of tea. I had an extreme addiction.
I walked out of our dorm, glad to be out in the fresh air, though I was still feeling as if I was about to vomit. I really shouldn't have drank so much.

I tried to remember exactly what had happened but it came in flashes.

The guy.. Ashton.. and Louis getting annoyed making me leave.

I sighed a loud as I realised what an idiot I had been getting mad at him. He had saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would've woken up in some strangers bed, feeling awkward and guilty.

I would have to thank him later.

Eventually I found a small café-like place that sold tea. I continued wandering around as I sipped it, trying to remember everything clearly from last night. It was no use.. I was getting nowhere.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, interrupting my train of thought and pulled it out quickly only to find a text from Louis.


'Hope your feeling alright. You must be pretty hungover!
I'm free to show you around at about 1, if that suits?
Let me know
~ Louis'


I smiled slightly at the text, replying quickly to let him know that I was free at one and would see him then.

Despite my splitting headache, I headed to my lecture with a smile on my face.

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