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May POV

I convinced Adam to text Todd. They're going out tonight, which is good. I want Adam to be happy.

I'm currently in the kitchen making myself soup for dinner. Footsteps come behind me and I hear Sadie's voice talk.

"I'm going out, if Mom calls say I'm at Bella's." I nod. There's a big party tonight so of course Sadie's going.

"Have fun." I mutter.

"Thanks." After that she leaves. Ellie is out with her boyfriend who is in town.

I hear the door close and I sigh to myself.

Harry POV

I'm drunk.

So drunk I don't know what I'm doing. I can barely think, and I like it this way.

The music pounds through my ears and I sip my vodka. Brad walks over to me. He's wobbling.

"What do you want?" I manage to say.

"Look," He pokes my chest. "Back off when I talk to May." Just her name makes my heart pinch.

"Huh?"

"In art class, when I talk to her, don't come and talk to us, okay?" Brad slurs most of his sentence.

"Why?" I ask with a soft chuckle.

"Because I want to fuck her. And for that I need her to trust me." I chug the rest of my drink and put my empty cup on the table.

"Why do you want to be with her?"

"Not be with her." Brad laughs. "I want to fuck her and move on. Imagine how much she'd be laughed at if that goes around."

"Why? Because you have a 2 inch dick?" His brown eyes scowl at me and a smile grows on my lips. My head becomes heavy.

"No dick head." He pokes my chest harshly.

"Fuck with someone else." I slur. "Maybe someone your type."

"May is my type. Big boobs, nice ass, short, and innocent."

"Walk away." I push him back.

"Is Harry jealous?" Brad smirks.

"She's mine I'm not fucking jealous." I spit. Brad stands around me still. "Walk away."

"No." He mumbles. He tries to walk toward me but he trips on his feet almost. "I just want to use her once."

"She's not something to use, Brad." I say. "She's a person, who you should just leave alone." I feel like it took me a long time to say that sentence.

"Hm, just wait till I have my way with her."

The next couple minutes I honestly don't know what happened.

All I know is that my eye is throbbing as well as my nose and Brad is on the floor bleeding.

Sadie pushes me away from him before I kick his balls. Some people go beside him and see if he's okay.

"What the hell Harry?!" Sadie says loudly. "Are you drunk?"

"Me?" I ask. My voice becoming more slurred.

"You never get drunk at parties." Sadie examines. Soon her eyes soften. "Don't tell me you're using liquor to take your mind off of May."

"What else should I do?" I ask. I reach over and try to take a beer. She snatches it out of my hand and puts it to the side.

"Your nose is bleeding. C'mon lets go."

"Where? My house?"

"You want your Mom to see you like this?" Sadie raises her eyebrows. I remain quiet. "Give me your keys. Bella drove me here so."

"Mays at the house." I manage to say. "Just uh," I pause, unable to think.

Sadie tugs my arm and walks me to the front door.

***

"Sit down." Sadie says as we walk into her living room. I do. My head starts to throb. "How many drinks did you have?"

"Uh," I pause trying to remember. "13." Sadie slaps my chest.

"Which drink got you buzzed?"

"Number uh 9." I mumble.

"Ellie are you home?" I hear a voice call. I look to Sadie.

"Want me to behind the pillow?" Sadie releases a chuckle and says she'll be right back.

I touch my nose with my hand and  look to see a lot of red covering my palm.

"That's not good." I mutter. I feel myself actually become more drunk than sober.

May POV

I walk into the living room and see Harry staring at the ceiling. The first thing I notice is his nose. I feel my heart fall and my eyes sadden.

"Hi." Harry slurs. He's drunk. My heart pinches. He says he never gets drunk. "I'm Harry." He must be so drunk he doesn't know who I am.

"Hi." I mutter. "Lets get your nose cleaned."

"Is it red?" I bite my lip and nod.

"There is a first aid kit in the kitchen. Come on." Harry stands and almost falls back on the couch.

"Sit at the island."

"The island? We're going to an island?" I chuckle.

"Sit there." I point to the kitchen island. Harry nods and sits on the stool.

I kneel down and grab the first aid kit. I also get paper towels and a small cup of water.

I place everything down on the table and Harry looks at me lazily. "What happened to your nose?" I see his eye becoming swollen as well. "And eye."

"I was at this uh party," I can smell the liquor from here. And I'm a few feet away from him. "And uh, I got into this uh fight."

"Why was there a fight?" I ask. I unzip the kit and get out the disinfecting spray.

"Because this guy," Harry pauses. "Brad said something that pissed me off." My eyes glance at him. "You look a lot like my girlfriend." My heart begins to race. "Her name is May. You may know her. Did you get the pun?" I can't happen but to laugh.

"Why are you starting fights anyways? You can't punch someone just because they say something that ticked you off."

"It was about my baby though." Fuck I feel like crying. "Wanna see a photo of her?"

"Uh, s-sure." He takes out his phone.

"I can't really see well, can you put in my password."

"Yeah." I take his phone.

"Don't remember it." I just nod.

"1,0,0,1." I stare at him.

"Why is that your password?"

"Because it's the same number backwards." I shake my head. I look at home screen and look back up to him. "That's her, isn't she pretty?" Harry smiles.

"Hm." I smile gently.

"She's mad at me currently, but uh I hope we'll be okay." I lock his phone and hand it back to him. I spay the paper towel and speak.

"This is going to sting." Harry nods. I dab his cut and he winces. "Why is she mad at you?"

"A w-while back I did something stupid." Harry slurs. "I wish I didn't do it. I made some stupid bet with this whore I slept with a few times. And the bet was on May. I stopped it before we were even technically friends. But, she won't believe me. She thinks everything between us was a lie."

My heart is literally on the verge of breaking. "Oh." I say. I use a new towel.

"I miss her a lot. I haven't talked to her in nearly a week." Harry huffs. "She's my everything honestly. I never get drunk, but it was the only thing that took my mind off of her for a bit. Now, i just feel worse. She hates when I go to parties and drink. She always gives me tips and stuff for safe drinking though which is nice. This is my second time ever getting drunk. And my last because I don't like feeling like this." He rambles briefly. "I just love her. I don't want to lose her, you know?"

"Yeah." I manage to say. I put a bandage over his nose.

"Thank you for letting me vent." I nod.

"This will be our secret? I don't want May to know that I got this wasted." I nod.

"Of course." I lead him to the couch. He lays down and takes a deep breath.

"Do you think she'll forgive me?"

"Maybe." I say. "Goodnight."

"Night." Harry yawns.

A://N

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