Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.

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16. Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Liv’s POV

We walk into the restaurant and head to the bar. Once we sat down, the bartender took out orders. Harry ordered some alcohol drink, I can’t remember the name, but it sounded like one of those fancy drinks, I think it was a cocktail of some sort. Then I just ordered a glass of water, which earned me a confused look from the bartender.

After I ordered, and turned to see Harry giving me the same confused look.

“What?” I ask him.

“You’re at a bar, and you order water?” he asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, what’s wrong with that?” I asked.

“Everything,” he answered.

“I don’t see anything wrong with it,” I told him.

“Well of course you don’t,” he said, putting the emphasis on ‘you.’

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“Come on, what happened to the girl who loved trying different drinks at bars?” he asked.

“Well sorry, but I’d like to be able to think clearly, because with the way you’re acting I’m scared you might try something,” I told him.

He chuckled before saying, “I’m not going to try anything,” he said. “Don’t you want to have any fun?” he asked.

“Harry, we are at a bar in a restaurant, not in a club,” I told him.

“Well if you would have followed me to the car, we could’ve gone to a club,” he said.

“Well I don’t want to go to a club,” I said back.

“Come on,” he said.

“It’s just drink, you know you want one,” he began to whisper as he neared me.

“Don’t you want to feel the burn of it going down your throat? Or they way it-“

“If I get a drink will you stop?” I asked cutting him off.

“Yes,” he said and sat up straight again.

“Fine,” I said.

The bartender came back with Harry’s drink, and my water. Harry whispered something to the bartender before he walked off.

“Did you order for me?” I asked him.

“Yep,” he said with a smile.

“What did you get me?” I asked nervously.

“You’ll see,” he said as he took a sip from his drink.

I gave him a nervous look, then turned to take a sip from my glass of water.

A few minutes later, the bartender came back with a round of shots. I looked at the drinks, and then gave Harry a look.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said. “

What?” he asked as he grabbed one of the small glasses and drank it.

“I am not having shots with you,” I told him.

“Why not? They’re harmless,” he says.

“They are not harmless,” I say back.

“You’re just afraid of having a little fun, aren’t you?”

“No,” I answered.

“Then take one,” he said and motioned to the small glasses.

I gave him a glare and he continued to pressure me.

“Just take one…unless, you’re scared,” he smirked.

“Fine,” I gave in and took a glass and drank it down.

The liquid burned my throat as it went down. He gave me a smile once I swallowed it, and after a few moments, I reached for another one.

“There we go,” he cheered and clapped a few times before reaching for another one for himself as well.

•••

Harry and I had both been at the bar for almost an hour now. We had finished the first round of shots, and he took advantage of my dizziness to talk me into another round. I had drink after drink, and by now I was feeling as dizzy as ever. Harry however seemed hardly affected, and by now he had slowed down his consumption of the drinks. I stopped the bartender as she walked by and asked for another drink, but Harry stopped me.

“I think you’ve had enough,” he said and placed some money on the bar table.

“No,” I whined and Harry lightly laughed.

“Yes,” he said, mimicking me, “You’re drunk,” he added.

“No I’m not,” I slurred as I tried to stand up.

Harry stepped over to me and put an arm around me and we walked out into the lobby.

I hadn’t drunken this much before and I don’t think I was handling the affect it had on me very well. After a few minutes, I felt the ground beneath me moving up. I decided that we were in the elevator despite the many other wild assumptions in my head.

Once we got to my floor, Harry kept his arm around me as we walked.

“Where’s your keycard?” Harry asked.

“In my purse,” I said, still slurring my words.

“Where’s your purse?” he asked.

“Um…in my room,” I said, and I heard myself giggle.

Harry let out a somewhat annoyed sounding sigh, “Okay,” he said, “Let’s go,”

“Go where?” I asked.

I couldn’t hear his response, but I followed him anyway as we repeated the same process we did only a minute ago.

As we were walking across the lobby, some of affect of the alcohol wore off some, but not much. I found myself able to somewhat think clearly, but not quite. I was still dizzy and couldn’t walk straight. I soon felt a burst of the cool night breeze on my face as Harry opened the door.

“Why are we outside?” I asked.

“So we can go to my car,” he replied.

“You can’t drive, you’ve been drinking,” I told him.

“Well, I didn’t have as many drinks as you did,” he said.

“You’ve still been drinking, so you can’t drive,” I told him. “It’s illegal,” I added.

“Damn, even when you’re drunk, you’re still a goodie-goodie,” he said as he unlocked his car.

“I am not,” I protested.

“Then get in the car,” he told me as he opened the passenger door for me and helped me in.

He closed the door and walked over to the driver’s side and got in. He started up the car and drove out onto the street.

After a few minutes, I began to feel myself start dozing off. I saw, through my barely opened eyes, Harry’s hand reaching out. He pressed a button, and music instantly came through the speakers. I heard a voice singing along with the music and looked over a saw Harry lightly singing. A small smile grew on my face at the sound; I’d always loved the sound of his singing. I leaned my head against the cold glass of the window, and let the sleep over take me.

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