●Clara's POV●
I saw him gulping glass after glass of alcohol. I had doubt his liver could take that much load and that made me angrier. Fine.
“come on, let’s get some drinks.” Nick called out my thoughts.
“what about shots? I’m calling Zayn and Gigi.” I said.
we went to the bar tender. Everyone put an end taking 2 tequila shots while I was taking one by one. Nicholas was watching me surprisingly while Harry clenched his teeth. He thought he was the one who could be desperate, well now watch. I was about to take my 7th shot then Nicholas stopped me.
"Babe, stop. You’ll get sick.” He said with a sweet tone.
"What you mean to say is I’ll get drunk, right? Do I look like a drunk? Am I acting like a drunk?” I said straight and clear.
“No I didn’t mean that” he looked perplexed at my clear response.
When Styles left me alcohol was one of my constant companion. I got used to it. So straight vodka had no effect in my senses.
Nick was about to say something but I yanked him to me and started dancing as a new song started playing.
Zayn and Gigi laughed,
“Nick thought she is drunk as hell.” Zayn snickered.
“He was just concerned about her.” Said Gigi.
“And trying to hook up with her too.” Lauren added.
Apparently my best friend had more concern for Harry.
“Lauren , just relax. She likes him too. And don’t worry Nick is a good guy.” Gigi said.
“yeah I can see that.” Lauren replied in temper.
“Honey, calm down.” Niall whispered in her ears.
I averted my mind from their conversation and concentrated on our salsa experiment. Nick laughed at my talent. I allowed myself a peripheral look at Harry. He didn’t look well, at least physically. I don’t know why after everything I felt concerned about his health. Someone needs to stop him. There’s no way I would do that but Fuck! I couldn’t watch either. Well, here I go. I started acting woozy
“Clara, what happened? Are you alright?” Nicholas asked worriedly grabbing me.
“I’m not feeling well. I want to go home.” I pinched the bridge of my nose.
Nicholas took me to the rest of our group.
“Clara, what’s wrong”. Zayn asked loud and panicked. Harry turned leaving his drink.
Good. My plan worked.
“I don’t know. She said she’s not feeling well.” Nick said.
“Take another tequila, you will be fine.” Lauren scorned.
It won’t be a good thing if I attack her 5 feet figure I reminded myself.
"I’m not drunk. It’s just a headache. Zayn, I want to go home.” I said, tired.
“Alright guys, let’s go.” Zayn declared.
we all left the club. Well, that was easy. We all came to the van. we didn’t bring our separate car since we were hanging out together every night. Niall sat behind the steering wheel as he wasn’t that drunk and Lauren sat beside him. Zayn and Gigi sat on the next seat. Harry, Nicholas and I was standing outside for our turn. As far as I could see there was only two seat left- one with Zayn and Gigi and one small at the back. There’s no way I was going to seat or share a seat with Harry.
“Guys, as I’m not feeling well I think I should go to the backseat. I don’t want to bother you.” I said.
“Yeah, we should. Don’t worry guys, you all just relax. I’m with her. I’ll take care. Come on, babe.” Nick seemed happy with the idea.
Harry just stood there helplessly. Gigi noticed
“Harry, get in.” she said with a smile.
He had to sit with Zayn and Gigi
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HIATUS
Hayran KurguAfter the break Harry Styles was in good terms with former band partner Zayn Malik, not because of the friendship, Clara, Zayn's younger sister was also a major factor as Harry and Clara just started dating. But as a part of his reputation he left h...
