I woke up startled, the sound of someone snoring filled the quiet space in my bedroom. I turned my head, my eyes landing on a peacefully sleeping Harry. He was amazingly gorgeous when he slept, I could lay here all day and stare at him. Another thing hit me, I had a party last night and I wasn't sure where everyone was. I carefully slid out of bed, my bathroom door squeaking loudly as I opened it.

"Where are you going, babe?" I heard his sleepy voice ask as he lifted his head up. I quickly put on a robe and turned back to him.

"I have to check and see if my moms up, so you can leave without me getting in trouble..." I spoke, quietly. I slipped out of my room, after telling Harry to stay put. I didn't hear pots and pans rattling, so I carefully walked downstairs and peaked in the livingroom, then the kitchen. No one was there. I checked my cell phone which was sitting on the kitchen counter. Three missed texts, two missed calls, and a voice mail.

"Hey sweetie! We decided to get a hotel room, we probably won't be home until late tomorrow, make sure your friends are gone by 11. I'll see you soon, love you!"

I was relieved to know my mom wasn't home, but the time was noon and the back yard was full of trash. I quickly ran outside and picked up the cups and plates, and threw them in the recycling, then I checked the pool for dead bodies. No one was in there, so I got the net and fished out a few cups and cans. I saw an empty bottle of vodka laying under one of the cherry blossum trees. If my parents find out I am so dead.

When I walked into the gazebo, picking up trash and putting it in the bag when something startled me. Laying on the floor was Jessie and Niall completely naked. I covered my eyes and turned around.

"WHAT THE HELL!" I yelled and quickly walked away to clean up the rest of the mess as Ellie and Niall got dressed, while giggling. I filled the vodka bottle the rest of the way with water and put it back in the vodka rack. I locked the fridge again, and began to cover the pool with the tarp. After five minutes, it was covered and the heat was shut off. I went around the house and cleaned the cups up. I walked into the dining room to see bikini and trunks laying on the floor. I sighed.

"Get up!" I yelled as Zayn and Noelle popped their heads up from behind the table, drowsy looking. I walked up to my mothers room and to my relief, there were no more teenagers in my house. I slowly made my way upstairs, drowsyness over coming me. When I stepped in my room, I saw Harry asleep peacefully. I crawled into bed next to him and slid under his arm, wrapping it around my body.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I had my arm draped over him, my cheek pressed to his back. I had a pounding headache and I could taste my bad breath. I sat up and nudged Harry's shoulder.

"I hate to do this, but you have to leave before my parents get home... I'll text you later, okay?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes, letting out a groan as he stretched. He stood up and found that the pants and shirt that had been lazily thrown on the ground were folded neatly on my dresser. He put them on, and grabbed his trunks.

He stumbled over and placed a kiss on my lips, his hand brushing my messy hair out of my face in the process. He winked at me before leaving my room, a dumb smile was on my face.

I heard his car start and drive off. I felt alone, empty, and sleepy but I couldn't sleep because I had stuff to do. I did dishes and tidied up the gazebo. I took the trash out, I vaccuumed chip crumbs from the living room floor and cleaned up the dining room. I ran around the house spraying fabreze to make the house smell better. I went through the kitchen and every room in the house, and especially the foyer. I replaced the glade plug in scent bottles with new ones and fixed tables, chairs, stools, and outside furnature. I cleaned up, not leaving a crumb behind.

I was about to throw my clothes in the wash machine when I heard my parents walk through the front door. I quickly threw the clothes in and dumped fabric cleaner into the wash and started the load. I rushed upstairs to greet them, only to find my moms fallen face.

"Whats the matter, mom?" I asked. She looked at me, then sighed.

"Theres an empty vodka bottle in the garbage can outside?" She spoke with disappointment. I closed my eyes and dropped my head. I knew I wouldn't have gotten away with this... "How old are your friends? 16, maybe 17? They drank and drove home!" I looked up at her, she didn't think I would drink because her darling Emma is too 'good'. Well, good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught, and I had just gotten caught.

"They stayed the night, two in the guest room, the rest in the living room. A girl slept with me in my room." I felt guilty for lying to her, but I was a good actress and she bought it. She frowned and turned to my dad, who has just came from downstairs.

"Did you drink?" She asked, quinting her eyes. "Let me guess, you drank IN THE POOL. Then had sex..." I swallowed. How did she know?

"No! I didn't drink and I didn't have sex. You know me better, mom." I sighed, but she fought back. She was yelling at me as I looked outside. That's when I saw a condom, sitting right on the gazebo railing. I widened my eyes and went to stand in front of the sliding glass door.

She stopped lecturing me and rushed upstairs, my eyebrows furrowed. I could hear my bedroom door open, so I rushed outside. I grabbed it between my fingers and rushed to the trashcan and threw it inside, then put crumpled paper towels above it, to hide it. Relief set in as I walked inside and rushed up to my room to see my mother rummaging through my stuff.

She didn't find a thing.

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