"Niall care to explain?!" I half yell while trying to help him place an extremely drunk Harry on the edge of the bath tub so I can wipe up his knuckles and gash above his eye.

"Well you see-" Niall started to say before being cutoff by Harry.

"You're pretty."

"Thanks Harry." I laugh lightly.

"Nose." He says as he points to my nose.

"Yes Harry that's my nose." I chuckle placing his hand back in his lap. "You were saying Niall." Niall began speaking from my side while taking a seat on the bathroom sink.

"I was out with Josh and we actually found Harry he was-"

"Nose." Harry interrupts again.

"Harry, yes! That's my nose now keep your hand right here." I say putting both hands on top of each other in his lap. I literally feel like I'm dealing with a child.

"I just-" he tried speaking again.

"Harry, hands.."

"Sorry." he says placing them back in to his lap staring at the ceiling aimlessly.

"Well we saw him in a fight."

Harry begins to chuckle.

"We- we're in a toilet, How strange." He says bubbling into laughter.

I ignore him and go back to Niall and concentrate on how Harry's knuckles are so bashed up and why he has a gash above his eye.

"A fight with who." I maneuver to underneath the sink where Niall's legs are dangling in front of to grab the first aid kit.

"That's the thing he... he wasn't punching anyone."

"Then how did he-"

"He was punching a fucking tree." Niall smirked a little trying to hold in a laugh. "He was so drunk and out of it he had no clue what the hell he was doing."

"Ahh.. what the hell Harry." I yell a little after flinching away from his finger inside my ear.

"Ear."

I really want to laugh at how stupid he's acting but I can't because of how stupid he's acting! "Okay, Mr. Tough guy let me see those knuckles." I say talking like how I'd speak to my 4 year old cousin.

I kneel down in front of him and begin dabbing at the ripped up skin.

"Ouch, that hurts." He complains.

"Well yeah, maybe you shouldn't be going around trying to think you can beat up trees."

"I did it for you." he said in a serious tone.

"Harry please don't go around saying you beat up a tree for me" I laugh.

"No, Ry. it was either the tree or Niall's face."

Ohh

"And I know how much you like Niall and appreciate him so I hit the tree. I hit it for you." He smiled then placed a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"Alright well I'll just be going." Niall says hopping of the sink. I glance up at Niall before he leaves and notice the bruising on his face.

"Wait, if he didn't hit you... then who did? And hitting a tree doesn't explain the gash on his head.."

Niall placed his pointer finger and thumb on his forehead trying to release the pressure of his head in what I'm assuming is an attempt to get rid of a headache.

"Josh and I stopped him but he kept punching, I don't even know how he doesn't have a broken hand, honestly. But when he went to punch again his elbow came back and bam elbow to the face. Harry turned quick to see who he hit and when he realized it was me he just said; 'oh hey Neil' then tripped on the curb causing the gash." Niall finished explaining.

At this point I already cleaned Harry's knuckles and put a butterfly band aid over the dried up gash. And honestly it's nearing 5 in the morning and I just want to sleep.

"Well that explains everything." I release a breath I knew I was holding in and wanting to release for hours. "Before you leave can you please just help me get him back into bed."

We both turn to Harry who sits there with a huge grin on his face. He's so adorable in a druken state. I've seen two sides of Harry when he's drunk. There's well this, when he's all giddy and goofy. Then there's when he's all hot and bothered.

There's definitely one side of Harry I don't want to see. And that is when he is angry. He's can already be scary enough when he's sober. For instance just today he grabbed onto my wrist a little tight to the point I got scared when he tried touching me again. I'm so stupid I know he won't do anything to me I was acting dumb. I guess ever since the almost rape incident in Washington I've always been a little paranoid and shit. Which is completely normal and understandable. I just think sometimes Harry forgets. I wish I could forget. But all honesty it's always on my mind. I just never wanna talk about it.

"Come on big guy." Niall says pulling Harry up so that he can walk towards the bed.

"Are you sleeping with us Niall."

"No." Niall laughs.

"I'm sleeping with Rion, right."

"Yes Harry." I chuckle along with Niall.

"One.. Two... Three." we place him down at three.

"Niall thank you so much." I say walking towards the door. "Honestly I have no clue what I would've done if you weren't here."

"No problem. I'm always here to help. okay? and I mean it."

I give Niall a hug squeezing his warm hard torso. Although this is a nice feeling, it doesn't compare to when I give Harry hugs. Niall loosens up but I hold on tighter cause I'm not ready to release him yet. He's done so much for Harry and doesn't get enough credit and I'm so thankful for that.

"Babe. Can you take my pants off I can't feel my nuts."

"Oh- uh.." Niall awkwardly laughs when we separate from the hug.

"Well I guess I should go relieve his nuts."

"Yeah I don't understand how he can wear such tight pants all the time." He chuckles as I laugh along.

"Well goodnight Niall."

"Night Ry."

"Goodnight Neil!"

Harry yells.

"Ha ha very funny. goodnight H."

After spending another ten minuets trying to get these tight black jeans down Harry's legs I can finally lay down in peace. Light snores are heard next to me queuing that Harry is already asleep. I turn off the light on the night stand and finally let my head hit the pillow. Just as I shut my eyes... bam. There's a knock at the door.

"Seriously? It's 5 in the morning people." I groan while climbing back out of bed making sure not to disturb Harry.

As too my surprise I open the door revealing two cops. Holy shit what did Harry do..

"Are you Rion Bellows." The cop speaks.

"Yes. And I'm so sorry I can assure you he's fast asleep now and won't be causing any more mayhem." I nervously spit out. The two officers look at each other than back at me.

"Ma'am is this yours." He asks holding up the diamond necklace Harry gave to me on the beach at Miami the day he told me he loved me. But how does he have it. I touch my neck and look back at the necklace oh my god how did that fall off I laugh to myself.

"Yes, oh my god thank you so much officer." I smile going to grab the necklace.

"Excuse me ma'am but you're gonna have to come with me." One of the cop says while the other grabs my arm putting me in hand cuffs.

"What why?" I panic while being yanked out of the hotel room.

"This necklace was found underneath the table you and Mr. Styles we're sitting at right after you left." The cop holding me says. "And you just confirmed it was yours."

"Because it is." I sassily say. I probably should watch my tone considering I'm the one in handcuffs. Quite frankly I've had a shit night and I haven't slept and I still don't know why I'm being dragged out of my hotel.

"Well great. Cause this is a stolen necklace."

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Guys I wrote half of this chapter drunk😂😂😂 I had to go back and do major editing.. I think you can guess which part.. it goes a little something like..

Nose

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