You and Harry Styles were roommates, nothing more. You weren’t even all that close, but you never argued over anything. You made jokes all the time, and you grew a nice friendship. And maybe even something more…

Harry always went out to parties a lot, flirting with girls a lot, maybe even boys. He came home drunk sometimes, but handled himself well. Unless you had to help him whenever he threw up. But overall, you two were pretty close.

One night, at around 2 am, you woke up from a nightmare. You sat up quickly, panting a bit as you ran a hand through your hair. You decided to go get a water from the kitchen. You walked down the hall, noticing one of the lights were on. That’s when you saw Harry, with his shirt off, drinking water as well.