Backstage (h.s)

10. To forget

Harry

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I wanna be your lover

I don't wanna be your friend

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after I drove home last night I barely slept, Esme was on my mind the whole night I couldn't go a second without thinking about her I wasn't mad at it because it's my goldie. Patrick was sadly on my brain last night as well, I couldn't stop thinking what would happen when they see each other again it may not be today but it has to happen sometime, I was nervous for her all night because I know I wouldn't be on her call list if she was in trouble, I want to be there for her but she might think it's too soon

I only slept about three hours when the sun rose and I couldn't fall back asleep, I don't really have much to do today, Matthew is making go to this club thing he has for publicity I guess and our lovely Patty is coming along as well, I know If he says some shit I won't keep my cool tonight

its only three in the afternoon and Matthew's picking me up at six says we have to be there early for the paps which I think is complete bullshit, I can be there whenever the fuck I need I don't need the paps

I feel pain on my stomach as my huge as dog climbs on top of me, "Ripley for fucks sake" I groan and he turns in circles on my stomach and a couple of spins later lays on the middle of my stomach, he crushes me and I let him, he's too cute to move

I feel my eyes drift a couple minutes later sending me into a sleep, I hope I can actually get a few more hours of sleep

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I slowly open my eyes and I shoot up, I don't feel the heavy weight of my dog on me anymore and when I look to the side I see Ripley laying next to me on my coach, I turn over to grab my phone and I see it's 5:47 I shoot up and I run to my room, I charge into my closet throwing hangers all around trying to find something to wear, something to look good for the paps

I throw on a light teal pair of trousers and a white long-sleeve shirt it's a pretty basic outfit but I still look good, I put on black shoes and I see my phone ring, "outside your house come on" I see Matthews text and I groan and bolt out of my room running down my stairs tripping over my feet, I get to the door and I shut it behind me

I see the black suv in front of us and I climb in the back seat seeing Patricks ugly ass face, I sit down as far as I can from him and he groans at the sight of me, I smile at him and he looks away, I turn to the back to see Liam and Zayn sitting back there as well, they both smile and look at Patrick and laugh

the club were going to is about twenty minutes away from my house Matthew said it's called Electric, supposably it's super underground or something. I don't really give a fuck as long as I'm drunk

we pull up to the night club and I see a row of paps in front of us as the driver tries not to run over them we pull to the front of the club and I see a line of people wrapped around the glowing building

I see a security guard open the door for me and I thank him as I get bombarded by paps and fans I make my way through the trail the security left me and I make my way inside, I put my sunglasses in the top of my shirt and I see the glowing signs of the word scandal above the railing of the upstairs, I see the red lights glow on everyone and I see straight ahead a flight of stairs that I'm assuming is where we are going

the bodyguards lead us up the stairs and I pull the curtain back seeing another room of velvet booths for us to sit on, in the middle of the booths are stripper pools which I'm sure Liam and Zayn will be taking advantage of that

We all sit in one of the bigger booths while other older men are around in other booths giving the ladies who are dancing money since they got it, a server comes around with drinks for us and I grab the whiskey as soon as she puts it in front of me taking a swig of it, I feel the burning slide down my throat but I know it won't be there soon

"Patrick, how's Esme I heard she was bleeding yesterday? paper cut?" Liam asks him and I see him grit his teeth at the subject, "Don't know that girl is pretty stupid so I wouldn't put it past her" he scoffs and I squint my eyes at him, I see the server come back and I ask for another one of my whiskeys she nods and walks away with my glass

"Actually Harry, you were the last one to see Esme how is she?" he asks out of spite and I see Matthew look towards me in suspicion, I smile and I look down, "I was just talking to her outside of your house asking if she was okay, since she was bleeding" I say and he laughs, "actually she showed me the cuts as well, they were on her thigh, kind of a weird place to get a paper cut especially since she was wearing jeans" I smirk and he leans forward on the table, "of course you remember what she was wearing" he smirks looking me up and down and I feel the rage grow in me

"yea of course I would remember I took them off of her" I smirk and his face changes from annoyed to hungry or fury and I know I messed up when Liam and Zayn look to me with their eyes widen, Matthew coughs and I see the glass of whiskey being set in front of me, I gulp it down my throat feeling the burning sensation go away and I put the glass back down smacking it on the table, "I don't understand why it matters if her thighs were cut, it was self inflicted then and it's her fault" I hear the nonsense come from his mouth and I tighten my grip on the glass and I know that I'm gonna go farther even if I don't want to, I can't control it anymore

"they weren't self inflicted mate, just admit it you did it" I say and he tightens his grip on his glass as well, I think it might- I hear the shatter glass fall to the ground and I look at his hand where the glass was and he's all cut up now, he stands up and walks towards me grabbing my shirt and I feel loopy as he does, I laugh and I know the alcohol hit me faster than usual

his eyes meet mine and he looks actually crazy, "she's gonna pay for this Harry, just wait" he smirks and I feel my stomach drop, he walks away and Matthew stands up, "Harry, you've ruined the night I'll see you boys in the morning" he sighs as he see's he can't do anything to save this he walks out and I look over to Liam, "H, what does he mean by she'll pay for this?" Liam asks and I shrug, "don't really know, waiter?" I ask ask the lady from earlier and I order another round

I need to forget, hopefully she will too.

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Hi Goldies! New chapter!

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