Indulgence [h.s]

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Harry:

"For fucks sake Niall how much alcohol did you buy? This would take me at least 3 months to get through all of this liquor." I groan as I turn my head to see Niall's confused yet smiley face.

"I don't know man. I just asked Louis how much I should get for the party so we bought the entire liquor store." Niall says with a chuckle as I roll my eyes.

"Well Louis is a borderline alcoholic so great judgement there Niall."

"Hey! Don't expose me in front of everyone like that mate. Explain this to me Sherlock Holmes. If alcohol was so bad for you, then why does it taste so damn good?" Louis says straight to me with a tone of sarcasm in his voice.

Louis started to move across the room to stand over by Niall. I noticed a smile creep across his face and the next second later, he gave him a punch to Niall's bicep as they started to play fight in the kitchen.

"Please take that out to the living room so you don't break any of the bottles. I don't want to have to go clean out another fucking shop full of alcohol for the party tonight." I say out loud. I really didn't want any drama today so I tried to keep my cool in front of the boys, but if someone pushes me I can snap right in front of you before you blink. I was stressed about the party and about work.

I moved to the large kitchen cabinets and grabbed a shot glass and moved to the enormous kitchen island and screwed off the cap to a vodka bottle and poured myself a shot. I threw it back and swallowed it like it was a shot of water, feeling the burn going down but I had an emotionless expression on my face. The other guys heard me fumbling around in the kitchen and they came in to see what was happening.

I heard steps above me coming from the second floor and I assumed it was Liam. We haven't seen him all day so i'm assuming he just woke up. Ever since I've known Liam, he has always been a late sleeper. It was around 1pm before I started to hear those familiar footsteps that I could recognize in an instant. He walked downstairs rubbing his eyes and adjusting his white shirt and boxers he was wearing.

"Hey lads," Liam says with a groan. His eyes widen as he looks at the massive island filled with months worth of alcohol that will be consumed in just a mere amount of hours by herds of people. He sees the open bottle of partially drunk alcohol next to the sealed bottles and a shot glass next to it and wasn't phased. Drinking was a part of all of our lives so seeing your best mate drinking at 5pm wasn't completely out of the ordinary.

"Styles hand me a shot glass please I need one after the shit week I had." Liam groans to me. I reach my large hand adorned with rings on each finger into the cabinet to grab Liam a shot glass.

"Oh shit are we pregaming!?" Niall asks with the excitement of a five year old on christmas morning.

"No we aren't pregaming. Work had me stressed out this week and I can't seem to calm the fuck down so I needed a shot." I say with my back against the kitchen counter. I go to move the hair out of my face and rub my eyes, trying to take a deep breath and calm my anxiety.

Both Louis and Niall looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and sauntered their way over to grab two shot glasses and filled them up with vodka. There's nothing like shots on a 1pm on a Friday.

"Well I'm thirsty so cheers boys" Niall says as he winks to all of us, pours the clear liquid into his shot glass and connects it with the countertop before taking the shot. His face puckered up like he had just eaten a lemon.

"Fucking hell man is that the cheap shit?" Niall says while coughing and trying to regain his composure

"I don't know you were the one who picked it out" I said to Niall. I promise I'm a nice guy, but I have a feeling deep down in my stomach that something or someone is coming soon that is going to change my life. I hope for the good because life is complete shit right now and I need a new change of pace.