We were having a great night so far, Harry was being extra cute and it was nice just hanging out with my friends. We'd all had a lot to drink, but it was just making the night better. Lily was sitting on Niall's lap, nearly falling asleep as she rested her head in his neck. They were a really cute couple, so I smiled at Niall. Liam had had to go home early as he was meeting his girlfriend Sophia from the airport really early tomorrow morning, so it left Louis, Zayn, Harry and me. Louis and Zayn were telling me a funny story about something that had happened to them yesterday, but I really couldn't concentrate. I watched as Harry nodded, and laughed in response to them - subconsciously rubbing my hand with his thumb. I was so happy that I was here with him. Zayn and Louis went to go and get a drink, so they story-telling ended. "I love you" Harry whispered in my ear. "I love you more" I replied, as he turned to kiss me. We were interrupted by Louis obnoxiously exclaiming "Woah, steady on children". I laughed and pulled away. "I'll go and get us a few more drinks, coming?" Harry asked me. "I think i'll wait here" I smiled, feeling bad that I didn't listen to Zayn and Louis the first time they told me their story. Harry nodded and sauntered off to the bar. "So, you and Harry are doing then?" Zayn grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. "Yeah, I guess so" I giggled, shyly. "He loves you, you know. He talks about you all time, gets quite annoying" Louis said, light-heartedly. I blushed, ducking my head. I didn't realise Harry talked about me.
I was actually listening to Louis and Zayn's stories now, with Niall occasionally joining in - Lily fast asleep on him. It had been about and hour when I realised Harry had been gone for far too long. I was so absorbed in the boys' story I hand't realised. It only took 5 minutes to get a few drinks, where was he? "Hey where's Harry?" I asked the boys. Niall shrugged. "Maybe the bar's busy, i'll come with you and find him" Zayn offered. I nodded as we got up, and left the 2 boys and Lily. The club was quite busy so it wasn't clear to find him. Zayn did a search and told me that he wasn't at the bar. I couldn't spot him anywhere. "I'll go and check the loo" He said, quickly walking off. Shortly he returned, with no luck. "I don't understand where he could of gone, and he's not answering his phone. I hope he's okay" I said with a frown. "Let's go outside and check" Zayn said, taking my hand and leading me out of the crowds. He looked a bit worried, it wasn't like Harry to just disappear. We emerged into the dark outside, my eyes scanning the outside of the building. Zayn turned around and started looking in the other direction. Suddenly my heart dropped, and I immediately felt sick. I saw him, kissing another girl. Her hands roaming his body and his doing the same to hers. I felt ill but I couldn't tear my eyes away. Was this real? I brought my hand to my mouth, which had already dropped and let out a sound of disbelief - my eyes already dripping with tears. "Cara?" Zayn said, spinning around to see exactly what I was watching. "Oh my god" He whispered. I couldn't even move to stop them, I felt incapable. Before I knew it, Zayn was bounding over there. I watched as he harshly pushed Harry's shoulder back, indicating to me. I heard him bitterly mutter "What the hell are you doing" and Harry's glazy eyes not connecting with mine yet - as if he didn't realise what he had done wrong. I was full on crying now, and I was angry. I stormed up to him, pulling him by the arm away from Zayn and that putrid girl. "Harry what the fuck are you doing?" I cried, letting the tears fall freely. "I-I don't know? Chill out Cara" He slurred. He was really drunk. That was NO excuse though. "Chill out? Chill out?! Okay, i'll chill while my boyfriend goes off and gets with another girl!" I screamed at him. Harry just looked at me in confusion, his drunk mind too slow for mine. Zayn stood closely behind me, his hand placed on my shoulder. "Come on Cara, leave him for tonight" He whispered. "What are you doing with him then?" Harry shouted back, although his speech was thick. "He was helping me find you!" Harry ignored me and looked behind him as if to see if the other girl was still available. "So you have nothing to say then?" I exclaimed, crossing my arms. He actually let out a laugh and shook his head. My mouth dropped open again, not believing his ignorance. "Fuck you Harry" I told him sternly, before slapping him round the face, hoping to slap some sense into him. I could not talk to him when he was this drunk, so I stormed off, Zayn close to me. "Are you okay?" He asked me. I stopped outside the door of the club and closed my eyes, allowing myself to break down in tears, shaking my head as a 'no'. Zayn sighed and pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me as I cried into his shirt.