Dusk h.s.

Chapter 25

We arrive to the bar early. I suddenly realize that Harry was right. They will let anyone in if you have connections. After getting in smoothly and getting a clear table, we take our seats and I watch everyone order mysterious drinks.

"And what will the ladies drink tonight?" Zayn asks politely.

"I'll have a strawberry cocktail." Brynn pipes up from her spot on Niall's lap. Seeing them this close makes me realize just how much their blond hair and blue eyes match. It's like they were made for each other.

"I'll have a beer!" Natalye exclaims before bursting into laughter.

"No you won't." Zayn says, smiling brightly and laughing along with his girlfriend.

Harry's arm drapes around my shoulder, pulling me close. "What do you want?" He whispers into my ear softly. His warm breath hits my neck, trapping me in his embrace.

"Um....I guess I'll just have a water."

"A water?"

I look over to Louis Tomlinson who has apparently head my request.

"Come on, Anna. Have a little fun."

I giggle slightly. "I'll have what you're getting then."

Louis raises an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really." I cock a smirk as they all stare at me in utter disbelief. "What? It's my birthday."

They all suddenly smile.

Our drinks come moments later and are passed out to each of us.

Louis and I receive the same drinks. I examine mine suspiciously.

"What is it?"

I was expecting it to be large glass of beer or something, but instead, I receive a small cup with a large bottle next to it. There is a suspicious brown liquid inside.

"Tequila."

"Dude, I don't think she should be drinking this the first time." Harry moves to take the bottle away from my grasp.

"Come on, man. Have a little fun." Louis suggests, moving the bottle back in front of me. "Just one shot."

I look over to Harry for permission. It seems like his eyes are begging me not to drink the suspicious liquid, but his mouth sighs. "Okay fine. One drink. That's it." His eyes bore into mine, making sure I understand. Actually, I think he's hoping I won't take one at all.

I take a deep breath and turn my head towards the small cup being filled with tequila.

I slowly raise the glass to my lips as everyone stares at me in anticipation. Then, with one swift motion, I down the whole glass.

I immediately burst into an explosion of coughs as the burning liquid corpses through my throat.

Harry holds me steadily as I uncontrollably cough.

"Whoah, are you okay?"

I look over to the man that poses the question. Louis. "Yeah, perfect. That actually wasn't half bad." I say, lying somewhat.

The liquid did burn, but it also helps having pain replace pain. The pain I felt before that is unspeakable. Truth is, my mom used to he the one to celebrate birthdays with. We'd go shopping or go to lunch. We'd always have girls' day outs on our birthdays, but now those memories are faded.

Louis smiles. "Would you like another one?"

Harry is quick to answer for me. "No."

"Yes!" I say, shooting Harry a glare.

My glass is filled once again and I down it all. It isn't as unpleasant as the first time, but the alcohol still burns in my throat. It's a burning sensation.

After about three more shots, I'm so wasted I can barely hold myself up.

"I think she's done, guys." Zayn says.

Harry looks uncertain and I just feel......free.

Then a weird feeling comes upon me.

"I needa.....I needa.....I needa......I needa go to the bathroom." I can feel myself swaying from side to side.

Harry looks worried as he manages to lift me up.

"I can do it myself!"

"No you can't."

"Yes I can!" I snap at Harry.

"Whatever." He says, sitting down quickly, causing me to tumble over slightly.

I make my way to the bathroom, stumbling slightly. I quickly run into a stall and the vomit comes. Repeatedly vomiting in the toilet and coughing makes my birthday so much better.

I make my way out of the stall and see a girl with long dark hair looking almost as sick as I am. I instantly recognize her as the girl I saw at school the other day with Luke and his friend.

"Too much to drink?"

I stop in my tracks when I hear her voice addressing me.

"Yeah." I say, running a hand through my long brown hair. "Tequila."

"Wow, you must be a heavy drinker."

I laugh slightly. "And you?"

"I had a few shots. My boyfriend, Ashton is out there with his friends playing pool."

"Oh..." I didn't even notice a pool table in this place.

"Who are you here with?"

"My boyfriend, Harry. And his friends."

"Harry Styles? That new British kid?" She asks.

"Yeah, you know him?"

"Yeah, he used to have shit with Ashton's friend, Luke."

"Luke? Luke Hemmings? That new Australian kid?"

"Wow. Small world." She turns back to the mirror, fixing her hair.

"Why are there so many foreign people transferring to our school?"

I laugh uncontrollably, making it clear that I am wasted.

"I don't know."

She starts to head out only to look back at me. "Hey, who are you, anyway?"

"I'm Anna." I say quietly, making my way over to the sink. "And you?"

She pushes the door open slightly. "Gabbi."