14. Chapter 14
I helped Harry into the flat as he stumbled still. He was a funny drunk to watch, like...really funny. We were both 19 now, and i was going to college. He didn't like that I was gone so much at school because he wanted me home with him. Now we had a baby girl and he was going to be with her all the time. And I wasn't.
"Oh lord," Gemma laughed. "Face-palm."
"Gemmmmmaaaaaaaa!" Harry was REALLY drunk.
"Harold Edward Styles," she laughed. "If mum saw you... God knows what would happen."
"A gentleman bought me a few drinks and said I was..." Harry just fell to the floor. I couldn't help but laugh.
"He was at a gay bar," I explained. Gemma fell to her knees laughing.
"The Polka-Dot?" She laughed.
"He said a man dressed as a fireman was grinding on him."
"Oh Harry," she said whipping a tear from her eyes. "Do you want me to stay since you now have to take care of a baby AND a husband?"