"Hey, don't tell her, but I was seeing two girls at the time. I was seeing this beautiful girl, Ysa, she had dirty blonde hair..." Niall trailed off. He collected his thoughts and continued, but I didn't catch much of it. Just the end. "... But I couldn't pick up the phone to call her and tell her I asked out Kaitlyn. She probably thinks I'm an ass. By the end of the end of the night I'll probably smell like one too." He shrugged his shoulders then took a sip of his drink. "Oh, speak of the devil. Kaitlyn text me." He had his phone in his hands now.
"Hey boys night! We don't get to do this often, so give it up." Harry took Niall's phone from his hands and stuck it in his jacket pocket. "What's up with you Lou? You're very quiet tonight." Harry would be the one to notice.
"What do you want to know?" I had my drink in my hand, decided to lean back in my seat, get ready to tell Harry a lie. I'm not one to kiss and tell you could say.
"What happened last night?" He was almost whispering, but he was looking straight at Liam. Luckily he didn't notice. It was between him, Niall, and me now. Zayn and Liam were talking amongst themselves. I glanced at them, then at Harry and Niall.
"We talked, about her and Liam." I took a sip of my drink. When I didn't start talking again Niall rolled his eyes.
"Sure Louis, go and tell us what it's all about, but spare us all the details." Niall walked off. He was a pissy drunk, got mad at the slightest little things. Zayn looked over in time to see him walking off.
"I've got him lads. Poor boy doesn't know what he's gotten himself into." I stood up so Zayn could scoot out. I couldn't see Niall anymore, but I guess Zayn did. He took off, knowing right where he wanted to go. I lost him in some people, then sat down.
"Niall, Niall, Niall." Is all Liam said as he shook his head. I was thinking the same thing, Harry probably was too.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Niall." A rather girly voice came from beside me. I looked over to see, of course, a girl 5 foot something. I wasn't that well with height. Her hair was brown, and short. She look like she didn't belong here.
"You just missed him." I said, trying to spare her the sight of drunk Niall. She probably didn't want to see him like this.
"What's your name?" Harry asked. They started to play music in the middle of his question.
"Excuse me?" Her eyes squinted, I don't know why people did that. Do your ears magically open more when you close your eyes?
"Your name? What's your name?" Harry said a little louder. He was more relaxed now. The alcohol was starting to kick in for everyone now.
"Kaitlyn. I'm Kaitlyn." She stuck out her hand. He hesitated, but then shook. He was going more for a hug, or depending on his mood tonight, who knows what. It's Harry Styles.
"Niall's new g-f. Congrats on him. He was the first of us to get drunk tonight." Harry looked out into the club, but no sign of Niall or Zayn.
"It's nice to meet you Kaitlyn, but I hate that it is at a place like this." Liam waved, then gestured around to the "dancers", the dark rooms, all the people. Now that I look around at everything I wondered why we came here.
"Don't worry, if I have to beat someone senseless, I can do it." She pushed a hair back that was starting to move in her face.
"Confident.... Cute." Liam smiled at her. I didn't see any sign of Niall, but I still didn't want him to come back to this. I know how it feels, and Niall wouldn't handle it as well as I do. Especially tonight.
"Liam. I think I saw a girl over there smiling at you. Maybe she'd like to talk, or kiss, or not hit on Niall's girl friend?" He was looking up to where I had pointed, and luckily didn't catch that last part.
"Excuse me." He must have spotted someone nice. He was pushing on Harry.
"Give me a minute." Then he said something under his breath I couldn't catch. Once Harry was up, Liam was gone. It was like he was never even there.
"Excuse him he's drunk." I looked at the drinks on the table.
"Are you all drunk?" She shifted her weight from one leg to the other.
"Here sit." I moved over to let her sit down.
"Thank you. I was getting a little tired standing." She smiled. She had a gorgeous smile. I couldn't help but smile back.
"Kaitlyn was it? To answer your question, we are not all drunk. Zayn isn't, I'm not." I said that, then took a sip of a random drink sitting on the table. It was the worst drink I've ever had, and judging by where I'm siting, it was probably Zayn's, which explains a lot. He likes to try different things. "At least not yet." She giggled. I took another sip of the drink. It was a little better. "Do you want to try this? This is the most disgusting drink I've ever had." I offered her a sip. She looked at me like I was crazy. "Go ahead have a sip." I set it on the table and slid it to her. "If you like it, you can have the whole thing. Zayn is never going to finish that."
"It can't be that bad." She started to take a sip. Once just a drop hit her tongue... She was done. She set it down on the table and coughed into her arm. "Oh my gosh. How does he drink stuff like this?" She looked at me, still coughing some. "Did you guys get any water?"
"I'd say ask Harry, but he wouldn't know now. If Zayn and Niall ever come back you can ask Zayn. I didn't pay attention. This is a usual place, so they know what to bring. Sometimes we get water to wash it down, sometimes we don't." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Why weren't you paying attention." She had stopped coughing, but the taste was left in her mouth. I knew only because it was left in mine too.
"I was thinking about things that have happened...." I didn't want to tell her. I didn't know her. How could I trust her? "It's a long story." I shook my head wanting to make it go away. Before she could say anything, Zayn and Niall showed up.
"Kaitlyn? What are you doing here?" Niall just squeezed in, scooting me into the wall, her into me, and him barely on the seat. He put his arm around her. "I was not expecting to see you here at all."
"I came because..." She whispered the rest into his ear. Which made the rest of us want to know even more. Me sitting, squeezed into everyone, and I still can't hear what she's saying. Zayn was now sitting next to Harry, who was now trying to listen to Kaitlyn. He was almost asleep five seconds ago. Liam, I saw walking back to the table now.
"So much for a fun night." He slipped in next to Zayn. Niall laughed, ignoring him. I can't blame him. At least he has an excuse, I had to listen to him.
"Boys, the night is slowing down.... So do you mind if we just head out?" Niall bobbed his head toward the door. He still had his arm around her as they walked out. Hopefully she was driving. or planning on taking a cab, because Niall didn't have a car. I drove everyone again, which is why I wasn't planning on getting drunk tonight. Liam moved over next to me. He kept a distance though, something he's never done. Usually we're the ones to always pick on each other. Now, our friendship is almost nothing, again.
"Now, Liam, tell us what happened to you." Harry was now wide awake, but he still looked exhausted. His voice sounded the same.
"I can't." He looked at me, then at Harry and Zayn. "I promised her I wouldn't tell him."
"Who was it?" I turned my head so it was facing Liam.
"A promise is a promise my friend." Liam was smiling, about to laugh. He knew this was pissing me off.
"Who was the girl you talked to?" I slammed the glass on the table, and when I did, it shattered into a million pieces. I could see Harry sit straight up. Glass fell on his lap, it fell on my lap too. It was all the way in front of Liam and Zayn, but that I know of, none got on them.
"I'm going to take Louis outside for a moment. Why don't you start cleaning up? We will be back in just a minute." Maybe Niall wasn't the only pissy drunk. Harry seemed to be the only one I could talk to, seriously I mean. Niall was good for the jokes, Zayn was so worried about his family and Perrie now we rarely talk about anything else, and Liam well we were just warming up to eachother and now this. Its back to the same old, every day thing between us. We barely talk, if we do he pisses me off. We just aren't compatible, we're totally different. Now Liam was up, Zayn was too, and next thing I know when I look up Harry and I are almost at the door. The air was like a slap to the face. It was so cold outside.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked me. I didn't answer him, I just fell back on the wall behind me. "Louis, talk to me please." His eyes were dark when he looked at me. "Are you ok?" He asked again.
"I'm fine." I lied, but I didn't care. I needed to talk to someone, but I didn't want to talk right now. "I'm not ok Harry." I slid down the wall. I saw people coming down the sidewalk. "My life is falling apart." I put my head in my hands.
He sat down beside me. "Lou listen to me. Kayla loves you, everything will be fine between the two of you." When I didn't lift my head up he sighed. Then he started looking for the right words again. "Everything between you and Liam will go back to normal sooner or later. I mean this has had to have happened before." He patted my shoulder. "Now we have a mess to clean up. Let's get it cleaned up, then if you feel like talking we can talk." I didn't tell him his words didn't help me at all. He helped me up. Once everything was cleaned up, I paid for the glass, and we left. Zayn had to drive my car, it turns out he was the only one who didnt get drunk tonight.
"Are you ok now Louis?" Zayn looked over at me. We were sitting at a red light, and he was trying to break the silence. Before I could answer, Harry answered for me.
"He's drunk, and tired. I think I speak for all of us when I say I'm exhausted." Harry was looking at us us, then he looked out the window.
"I am very tired." Liam said looking out his window.
"Me too. I hope I can get us home without falling asleep." Zayn was joking, but I looked at him with a you better be joking face. "I'm just joking Louis. We are on the road now. Can you get to your house alright?" Zayn wasn't looking at me, but I could tell what his facial expression was.
"Almost one hundred percent sure of it." I was only on the edge of drunk.
"Harry why don't you go home with him tonight." Zayn looked up in the mirror like a bus driver. It almost made me laugh. I thought of Zayn driving a big yellow bus taking a bunch of kids home. All the kids jumping around, fighting, and the teenagers, well whatever the hell they wanted to do.
"I'd love to go. I haven't been to this house yet." As Harry was talking we were pulling into the parking lot for the hotel the boys were staying in. Zayn and Liam got out. I moved over to the drivers seat, and Harry climbed, like a child, from the backseat to the passenger seat. I rolled down the window, I could see flashes from cameras. Great now the paps have found us, they're going to follow me, and harass me, and then fans are going to show up at the house. I love the fans, if we didn't have them, we wouldn't even be here, but I need a break sometimes.
"Night boys. Take it easy." I waved, they waved, then I rolled up the window. Harry got comfortable in his seat, cuddling up with his jacket, getting ready to go to sleep. It took maybe twenty minutes before we got on the road that my house was on.
"I cant wait to get home. As soon as I get inside I'm going to my room and going to bed. My head is going to hit the pillow, and I'm going to be out of it I swear it." I looked at Harry who was sitting up now. He squinted looking out the window, then pushed his hair back and looked at me.
"Yeah Lou, I don't think that is going to be possible."