Take Me Home

A young blonde/brown eyed girl by the name of Cassie was sent off to boarding school at the age of 10. 8 years later, she graduates and is about to move to Ireland with her aunt when something might keep her in London.

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Cassies POV
After Harry explained to what had happened, My head was starting to hurt.
"Looks like the hangover is already kicking in..." I said.
"Oh lay down...ill be back with something that will help." Said Harry
I rested my head onto a soft warm pillow and fell asleep by the time Harry walked back with water and crisps.

Harry's POV
when I walked into Cassie's room she was already fast asleep. I couldn't help but smile at her. I figured if just leave this next to her bed with some pain killers and my number in case of emergency of corse. I grabbed all my stuff and walked home. She was only 2 blocks away from my flat so it wasn't that bad of a walk. The whole time I couldn't stop thinking of her. Maybe not a perfect "first" but it works as long as I knew her.

Cassie's POV
I woke up with a massive headache and an upset stomach. I took the pills and water next to my bed and than read the note while I ate the crisps. It said 'here's my number just incase you need a ride home from partying again;)...Harry'
I couldn't help but smile and giggle a little bit. I couldn't really remember what he looked like or exactly what happened but I do remember him being here last night. I'm guessing we did what everybody does when a guy takes them home from a club...
I walked into the living room to see Emily on the floor asleep and Allison face first on the couch.
"Good morning girls"
All I got in return was "uugghhhh"
"Guys did you see a boy leave our house this morning?" I asked.
They both sat up and looked at me.
"You brought a boy home!?" Said Emily.
"Well no...I don't think so" I said wondering.
"Why would you ask us that if you didn't bring a boy home? Cassie what did you do!? Give us the details! Was he hot!?" Said Allison trying not to get sick all over herself.
"No! I don't remember! I don't know anything that happened! One second I was at the bar and next thing I know I'm sitting on my bed with some guy!" I started getting curious. What did happen exactly? I should call him right? Well I don't want to be creepy...but it would be nice to know if I lost my V-card. Okay I'll call him! Invite him to lunch maybe.
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