"Look who had a sleepover" Hannah exhaled, when I approached our tent the next morning. She had a ridiculous smile on her face, showing me she wanted to know everything that happened, and why I didn't come by.

That was my luck! I thought they would be still sleeping, it was still pretty early in the morning, and they went to bed pretty late... But no, they were all awake, and were eating what we would call breakfast. Obviously, I became the center of attention, because I didn't sleep in my tent last night, and they all looked at me, curious.

Hannah kept smiling, and pleading me to talk to her. She was making it such a big deal.

I noticed how the guys looked at me. They smiled softly, curious, and wanted to know as well where I was. They appreciated that I was free and reckless sometimes, how I had fun, but they also could become very protective and all when it came to guys, and potential jerks.

"Among everything, I need a coffee" I snapped, and sighed, as I sat between her and Niall. Rubbing my eyes, like a little baby. It felt like I didn't sleep at all, I was exhausted, and looked like hell. Moreover, knowing how the day would be busy was killing me in advance, and made me grumpy.

Taking a sip of my coffee, humming the smell, I felt much better immediately, and started to eat everything came into view, I was starving as well.

Niall kept providing me with food, and chuckled. Resting my head on his shoulder, as I ate.

"What the heck did you do to be so tired?" he finally asked, and I blushed.

Did he realize what he asked?

Everyone started to laugh, when they heard Niall's question, except Harry and Kendall, god knew why.

"You're curious Nialler" I teased, and giggled.

"It must have been intense sex" Louis added, and Lottie nudged his arm, raising her eyebrows telling me to shut up.

And they were having fun, mocking me...

"Oh you guys shut up"

"Oh god, I'm sorry Emma" Niall ran his hand in his hair, realizing what he achieved, a big smile on his face.

"It's fine" I laughed again, and shut my eyes, they hurt, like they were fucking dry.

I noticed how Harry looked at me, but I didn't care, he was the one to want me as a friend, so I had the right to move on, and live my life. Niall exposed me, but it felt good though, that he was a bit bothered, he knew what it felt like now.

**

"Tell me everything" Hannah said, coming into the tent, and zipping it closed behind her.

I was now laying on my bed, which was an air mattress and a cover, and was about to sleep. My head was resting on the pillow and I'd just shut my eyes. Grrrr.

"I need sleep babe" I yawned, and grumbled, turning myself to look at her. Pleading her to leave me alone, at least for a few hours. But she couldn't resist the urge to know everything, so she sat by my side, staring at me with puppy eyes.

"Okay for not the whole story, but you can give me a little summery" she wiggled her eyebrows playfully. I couldn't believe her... she was damn curious... She was sitting and, waiting...

"Fine", I gave in, and sighed, as I turned around to face her. She laid down on her bed, making herself comfy, like she was watching a movie, or listening the greatest story, and looked at me carefully, ready to hang on my every word. The only thing missing was popcorn!

"He's name is Ryan, he's 25..."

"Awwww, older..." she commented, a big smile on her face; and I giggled. "More experimented" she added, and I rolled my eyes.

"He's actually a very cool guy" I let her know, and she grinned, I couldn't help the smile on my face and the sparks in my eyes.

"We talked all night" I added.

Ryan and I didn't have sex, but I didn't want to tell them. If they assumed that I had, let them be, it was none of their business. And it was proving that I was moving forward, so I didn't feel the need to correct them.

We actually really talked all night and it was good, good to learn to know him. I didn't know where it would lead us. And it was unnecessary. I needed simple things.

Being with someone who didn't know my all baggage, was extremely bracing. Talking about nothing and everything was amazing, it felt light, and easy.

Anyways, I gave her some details, and she was so excited. Too exciting, in my opinion, I was sure that the guys could hear her laughing and all, from where they were sitting, she was definitely not discrete.

I wished Harry could hear her, being that excited...

"He wants to see me again; he lives in a town close to Holmes Chapel". Surprisingly, I felt butterflies flying in my stomach. The fact that I was able to appreciate another guy than Harry made me feel good.

"I'm so happy for you" she added, her smile was sincere.

"Nothing serious or anything, though" I didn't want to be presumptuous on those things. It was only the beginning of I didn't even know what.

**

After chatting with Hannah, I went to take a shower and ended up, sleeping in Niall's tent. It seemed he needed a nap as well.

So, I slept for a few hours. Sleeping in Niall's arms is like, sleeping with your teddy bear from your childhood. It's just amazing, and incredibly relaxing. There was no way I'd be able to survive another night in that crazy festival without a nap, besides after a sleepless night.

Hopefully, I got the rest I needed and finally woke up. Niall was still sleeping and snoring, but I had to wake him up. Caressing carefully his face with the tip of my fingers, he grunted, and finally opened his eyelids, before rubbing his eyes with his thumbs.

"So, a random guy, Zayn, now Niall..." Harry's voice said, his breath smelling alcohol, as I stepped out Niall's tent. My jaw dropped. His comment astonished me I didn't even know what to say. How could he have thought I slept with Niall? He was drunk, but didn't need to be an asshole.

"Classy" Niall said to Harry, hitting his shoulder as he walked beside him, obviously annoyed. It took every inch of wisdom to not say more... I just contented myself with sending him a what the fuck frowning look.

Avoiding Harry, I went to my tent, changed, and got ready and all before heading to the show with everyone.

My outfit was pretty most the same as last night. A white crop top, snickers, pink skirt, but heavier make-up. I let my hair loose and added a silver headband.

Like last night, we kept dancing and had a lot of fun all together. The DJs killed it. I felt more relaxed towards Hendall, so it was a little victory.

Ryan sent me a text earlier, he wanted to see me again, which made me feel internally good. Even if I wanted to see him again as well, I didn't want to ditch my friends, so I just answered that I'd let him know if I'd be available later, without promising anything.

So the night was going well and we were having a lot of fun. But Harry's reaction kept bugging me. Who the hell did he think he was to treat me that way? Did he insinuate that I was, what a slut?

I understood that me and Zayn could have been confusing, but Niall? How could he think that low of me? and a random guy?

He asked me to be friends, and only friends, but he had to learn how to act like one. Otherwise, it won't work.

That's what I hated about men. They always think that they're the only ones who had the right to have fun, and have meaningless sex. When you're a girl, you're always easy and slutty, even if you're not that wild. Because, in spite of appearances, I was definitely wiser than they thought.

At a point, I felt angry, the packed crowd and blasting music didn't help. So, I decided to take a moment, and left the guys.

Digging my phone, I thought about texting Ryan for a second, but as I told him I wasn't available tonight, I didn't want to let him know that I was lame and bored.

Scanning my bracelet to get some Vodka Red Bull, I heard someone called my name, as I took a sip of my drink. It would keep me waking up all night, but I didn't care, I needed strong drink.

That was insane, how many people you could meet at events like this. People are so friendly.

I couldn't believe it. I ran into a bunch of people I knew from high school. We hadn't seen each other since. And I wouldn't lie, they were not my best friends and all, but who cared. It would be nice and fun to catch up and I had nothing better to do...

So, we all greeted each other, and to kill the time, we went to an isolate spot, hard to find, and ate and drank together.

To not worry the others, I'd sent a text to Hannah to let her know that I wouldn't be back soon.

**

"Styles" I yelled, walking in the alleys full of tents. Damn it was dark and I didn't feel well so, I couldn't find where we were staying.

Those fucking tents just looked the fucking same.

Confusing.

Disturbing.

I kept stumbling, as I walked. Damn I was hammered.

"What are you doing?" Louis asked, standing up from his tent, his hands on each side of his waist. Frowning, like he caught me red-handed.

"Hey Lou!!" I said, giggling, and jumped into his arms, hugging him annoyingly.

"Fuck, what did you take?" he asked, laughing, and worried, as he hugged me as well, his both hands at the bottom of my back.

"Noooothiiiinggggg" I burst into laughter because of the sound of my own voice...

"Damn, it must be good" he grinned, patted my shoulder.

"Very, very good" I giggled. "I have to see Styles" I whispered/yelled to be as discrete as possible; putting the tip of my finger on my chin to make me look like I was having an intense reflection.

"Okay, let me lead you" he offered, turning on his heels before bending down, and I giggled again. I was now on his back, as Louis carried me, my hands gripping him by his neck.

"Thanks LouLou" and I kissed his cheek, with duck lips.

He laughed " at least, you didn't use your tongue this time".

"You liked it" I teased, as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Don't sleep up here" he laughed. "You're not that comfortable" I answered.

"Here we go" Louis stated, before putting me down, after walking literally two meters, how ridiculous he was... "Don't do anything crazy, or don't forget to use protection, otherwise Freddie will have a cousin in nine months" he chuckled.

Rolling my eyes, I just stick my tongue out to him. "Don't play daddy direction with me Tomlison".

"Have fun with Styles" he chuckled, and stayed until I stepped in.

**

I unzipped Harry's tent and stepped inside. "Styles" I whispered yelled.

It was very dark in here, so I opened my eyes wider to scan the tent. He was sleeping, alone.

YES!

"What are you doing here?" he opened his eyes, in sort of shock, like he's seen a ghost.

"Hummm" and I just giggled.

"Are you okay?" he rubbed his eyes, to make sure he could see me, even in the dim light. He was now scrutinizing my face.

"More than okay!" I clapped my hand.

"Shhh... What the fuck, are you, are you high?" he snapped, and sat, running his hand in his hot sleepy curly disheveled hair.

"Was that a question, or a statement Harold??" I teased, and lifted my head. "Oh, no, I don't feel good" Suddenly, I didn't feel good, I had so intense mood swings since I took the pill my friends gave me...

"Do you want to lay down?" he asked, confused, and now worried, not knowing what to do with my current state. I didn't know either, I'd never taken something that strange and strong.

"Yes, please" I said, in a whisper. The tent was spinning. And I laid down next to Harry, my favorite place in the world. His hand tugging a strand of hair behind my ear. Even in the dim light, his jade eyes made me have butterflies in my stomach. Now I wanted to cry...

"Where is, you know, Kendall" I whispered.

"She went to the bathroom with Hannah and Lottie." He let me know, and I felt a sting in my bottom stomach. I was gonna get sick.

"SOooo she took you from me, and now my friends, TERRIFIC". I was on the verge to cry.

Damn those mood swings, and broken heart.

"Don't be like this" he said immediately, trying to prevent any fight.

We stayed silent for a while, an awkward silence filling the tent.

"Harry?" I asked after a good five minutes, laying on my back, my hands on my stomach.

"Yes". He hummed, his thumb caressing my cheek.

"Why is the tent spinning?" I didn't feel well at all, my stomach became weird, and my tension was stumbling fast.

"What the fuck did you take?" he asked worried, as he sat.

"I don't know, a pink pill, I thought it was cute" how stupid of me.

"Come on let's go outside" he commanded, taking a shirt, before putting it on. I simply nodded, I felt terrible, and needed some fresh air. I had forgotten that he was bare chest...

We started walking and I was now giggling again, after being mad, sad, sick...

"And we danced all night, to the best song ever...." "oh oh oh, yeah eh eh..." I sang, and people just yelled at me to shut up, from their tents, and Harry shushed me. "Damn, they don't like your songs' I teased Harry, and he chuckled. "Sorry" I almost fall multiple times, and Harry had to catch me.

We walked to the parking lot and stayed there for a while. I was sitting on the car metal hood,

"Feeling better?" Harry asked beside me, we were staring at the sky, the night was beautiful. The light breeze was making my hair flew slightly.

"Not really" I felt so sad, now. Being with him didn't help, all the feelings I had, came back to the surface. "But I will" I tried to convince myself, and I was sure he knew what I meant, so he just nodded, and looked down at his feet.

I hated myself, now he knew that I wasn't bad because of the drug, but because of us...

"I couldn't do it" I started, and Harry's face turned to look at me, raising an eyebrow.

"I couldn't sleep with Ryan" I whispered. Why did I need the urge to tell him that?

"Oh" he said, and I just wanted to hide myself. I felt weak.

A drop of tear escaped, and Harry stood on his feet.

His eyes met mine, and I felt lost in his emerald green eyes. Soon, his thumb wiped the tear, and his hand cupped my face, gently.

"Sometimes, I just feel, that I'd never be able to be with someone else, like, that I'm just yours, and only yours..." I mumbled, looking down.

Suddenly, Harry's finger lifted my chin up, and his both hands cupped my face, and I felt his full plump lips pressed on mine, making me having a shot of electricity igniting my whole body.

Immediately, I closed my eyes, to follow him, and put my arms towards his neck, his body leaning over me. We deepened the kiss, and I felt in bliss as Harry's tongue swirled around mine, in the perfect pace, and way.

The kiss was strong, and our breaths heavy, witnessing the need of contact for the both of us.

Harry's body was now between my legs, and I could feel his cock becoming hard through the thin fabric of his shorts and my knickers. My hands were trailing under his shirt, caressing his abdomen, while his were trailing up and down my legs, with the tip of his fingers, leaving goosebumps after their touch.

Harry laid me on the metal hood, and plopped himself with one arm, as his other one was now taking a full hand of my breast, making me moan. He got rid of his shirt, and was now bare chest, letting me enjoy the view of his tensed muscles and tattoos. Feeling his hot skin against mine, turned me on even more, as he kept kissing me with passion.

"Damn, I've missed you" he mumbled, kissing my neck.

My knickers were soaked, I was ready for him, I couldn't wait anymore. The feeling of his hard dick between my legs made me lose it. "Harry, please" I just blurted out, and he sent me a cocky smile.

His hand was running over my body, to make its way to my panties. He gently touched my inner thigh with his fingers, ignited me even more. My hands were now on the hem of his shorts, to put them down.

But suddenly, a flash of conscious hit me, and I had to stop it. "Harry, stop" I said, he was kissing my belly, making my eyes rolling of pleasure. No matter how much I wanted to do this. "We can't do that" I said, taking back my breath, as he lifted his head up, a confused look on his face, breathing heavily. "We can't..."

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