Love Drunk (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter Two

Liam’s POV:

The next morning I woke up with the worst headache in the world. Still being very tired I wondered what it was that woke me up. A familiar face with blond fringes was right above mine. Niall kept poking my cheeks. “Rise and shine.” he said chuckling quietly.

“Go’way, Niall. I wanna sleep.” I muttered and tried pushing his face away, my eyes shut tightly. He slapped my hand away, but I just rolled over snuggling into my pillow again.

“Alright. C’mon Liam. Get up, now!” Niall started pulling my blanket away.

“No.” I stretched the word as I pulled my knees to my chest, feeling a sudden pain struck through my head. I touched my head and blinked my eyes, slowly adjusting to the brightness in the room. “What time is it?”

“Just past noon.” I frowned. I slept more then twelve hours and was still feeling sleepy. This wasn’t good.

“Li. Come on, sit up now. I got you some good Irish breakfast and some Ibuprofen for your headache, which you’ll probably have, considering the condition you were in when you got home last night.” He chuckled as he handed me a glass of water and two pills.

“Who are you? My mom?” I asked but took the medicine thankfully. I sat up in my bed in Niall’s guestroom. The pain in my head multiplied by ten when I moved my head, so I chucked the pills quickly for the painkillers to kick in as soon as possible. Niall scooted a little closer setting a tray in between us. It held coffee for two and loads of eggs, bacon and toast. He started eating right away and I knew that if I wanted any of that food, I better got down to business right away or it would all be gone.

Niall and I ate in silence for a while but I felt him shooting looks at me every now and then. When we had finished our food, Niall sat the tray aside and gestured for me to scoot over. He sat next to me, both of us leaning against the head of the bed. I knew what was coming next. Niall’s talk. He always did that, being worried. He took over my part, being Daddy Direction for me for a while. I sighed.

“So..” he started out waiting for me to talk. But I wasn’t going to make it that easy for him to torture me, so I kept quiet. “Did you talk to Danielle last night?” I didn’t want to talk about it. Niall knew that. I hadn’t talked to Danielle in forever. Not since the break-up. She wouldn’t talk to me anymore, which broke my heart though we knew it probably was best for the both of us. She kept telling me it wasn’t my fault that she broke up with me, but of course it felt like it. It had taken me quite some time to realize that there was nothing I could do or say to make her come back, so now I was in the state of grief where I just felt sorry for myself. And lately I tended to drown myself in alcohol in order to do so. It worked out pretty well for me, though it had the lads worried about me. I kept assuring them I was fine, but of course they wouldn’t just let go of it.

“I met a girl last night.” I said trying to change the subject. “She was really nice.” It worked. Niall’s eyes grew wide. He didn’t say anything for a while and we just sat in silence.

“Now that’s a new way of dealing with things..” Niall said after a while. “Might as well screw all of Mullingar.”

I laughed. “Not nice like that. I actually thought more about her being a girl for you.” Now Niall was the one laughing. “Everyone living in this town is either related to me, or I have dated them before. Told you, Mullingar is a freaking small town.” I joined his laughter.

“Well, aren’t you lucky then, because she’s not from here she said.”

“You remember that?”

“Unbelievable, huh?” We laughed again.

“Wait, now how did you turn that conversation around again? We shouldn’t be talking about me.” Niall complained and I grinned shyly as he blew my cover.

“Oh yes, we should!” I argued back though. “See it as my way off getting through my break-up.”

“Your way of getting through the break-up? Is to hook me up with some chick from a bar you met once?” He chuckled.

“Yes, why not!? You need a girl anyways, Nialler.” He sighed but I patted his back encouragingly. “We’ll just go back to the pub tonight and I’ll introduce you to her.”

Niall didn’t seem too excited. He grimaced. “How do you even know she’s going to be there tonight?”

“She’s the bartender, fool.”