The Mistake I Made

Hi my names Julie. I am only 17 years old and work at Holmes Chapel bakery, yes the one that the one and only Harry Styles used to work at, emphasis on the “used to”. I am a huge One Direction fan and so is my best friend Mina which makes us even closer. We always hope that maybe one day he might walk in to check in to see the shop, but that hasn’t happened for the past year.
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21. Greatest Mistake


Throughout the week Julie and I only argued and fought and she stormed out of my house several times yet again. The days were winding down until we left for tour which was 2 more weeks so rehearsals and our practice schedule was pretty busy. Zayn and I didn't speak too much but he did tell me nothing happened between him and Julie which I was grateful for. However he also told me that she has been visiting him close to daily. Zayn told me that about a week ago, and ever since then I have been drinking a lot. 

It was Friday and I decided to go out and let myself have some fun considering Julie and I were pretty much over anyways, and I went to a club. I walked in engulfing the smell of alcohol and immediately headed to the bar. After my fifth shot I was feeling the alcohol and I turned to face the dance floor. I spotted many fit girls but one caught my eye and I walking over to her and grabbed her waist and she started grinding her hips back into mine to the beat of the song playing. I went to grab a few more drinks and came back to her and we continued dancing. We spent hours dancing on each other throughout the night. She seemed to be exactly what I needed at the time and I pressed my lips against her neck and she leaning her head back and grabbed the curls on my head. She grabbed my hand and led me to the back of the club and planted her lips onto mine and forcefully kissed me and I kissed back. Her fingers trailed down my back which gave me chills and mine went down to her bum and she didn’t refuse like Julie would do to me. “Come with me” I told her and grabbed her hand and we made our way into the taxi. Once we got to my place we nearly ran up the stairs into the nearest bedroom and our clothes were dropped onto the floor and our lips crashed once again.

“Oh my god” I mumbled as I woke up the next morning with a major headache. I rolled over in bed to see a blonde girl lying next to me. Fuck. Then I looked under the sheets only to see that I was naked. And I threw my head back into my pillow only thinking about how screwed I am for this. The mystery girl woke up and turned to face me. It was Veronica.

“Hey there” she told me with I wink. I think I’m gonna be sick. I slowly said “Hi” back and sat up and ran to the bathroom. How many drinks did I even have last night? I couldn’t remember all I know is I had too many. It was all a blur but slowly coming back I remember sitting at the bar taking a few shots and walking over to Veronica and having more drinks and kissing her. Oh shit. I thought to myself once again leaning over the toilet.

Veronica left soon after that and I sat at home with a hangover once again but then quickly realized we had rehearsals yet again. When I arrived I noticed Zayn talking to someone and as I walked closer I could see who it was. Julie. Ah shit. Why did she have to be here at the worst time possible? "You guys need to talk" he told me and I approached her.

"Hi" I told her and she stood with her hands on her hips not looking me in the eyes. She didn't want to talk to me and I knew why; I was acting like a dooche to her and to be honest I would be mad at myself too.

"Uhm. I think we should break up" I somehow manage to speak up.

"Wait what?" she said dropping her hands form her waist in shock I thought we were just going through a rough time and we could make it through?" she was hurt.

"Well you and Zayn are kind of a thing I thought? And I - never mind" I said shaking my head.

"Uh we're just friends and what do you mean? You what?" she asked me.

I gulped and quickly spit out "igotdrunkandsleptwithsomeonelastnight" I was ashamed with myself I couldn't believe what I had done and let alone told her. Why did I just assume we were through? We were together for like a month. My god I'm so stupid.

"What was her name?" she asked me. This was what was going to break us but I knew I had to be honest with her. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again and barely managed to say

"Veronica". After I told her I knew she was done her fists were clenched and so was her jaw I could tell she was holding back tears and she turned around and walked away. That was it; I blew it. That was the end of us.

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