Real (Niall Horan Love Story)

Drunk-Chapter 13

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-LIAM'S POV-

 I was disappointed that Louis had interrupted Madi and I's talk. I was just about to tell her everything. From the first time I saw her to when I thought she would be the last face I would see. She wasn't there, but before I blacked out I had thought about her. I had thought about all my unsaid words. When I woke up, it was the first thing that came to mind. *I need to tell her.* She deserved to know. I couldn't just sit here and keep it to myself. I knew it would probably make things weird between us but I couldn't just act like I wasn't falling for her.

"Where's Zayn?" I asked, after everyone had greeted. Madi was back with Niall and he looked a little bent out of shape. I would also have to tell him, but that would be a while. I couldn't just come out to my best mate and tell him I was falling for the same girl who was everything to him.

The room went silent. Madi was the first to speak.

"He....he ran out when the doctor said you wanted to talk to you. I think he felt guilty." Why would Zayn feel guilty?

"Why?"

"The text...he thought it distracted you and...." Niall spoke. I was sort of distracted but I hadn't done anything wrong because of the text, it was a drunk driver who had hit me.

"No...no that's not why though. It was a drunk driver!" I knew Zayn couldn't handle something like this.

"Where did he go." I practically demanded.

"We don't know...he just ran out of the hospital and disappeared." Harry spoke. He looked horrible, with his curls in a jumbled mess and reddened eyes. I looked down and noticed something was missing. The bracelet. Zayn and I had matching ones.

"Go find him!" I yelled. Zayn could be anywhere. This was my chance to get Madi alone, while the others went to find the distraught boy. I didn't care, Zayn came first.

-ZAYN'S POV-

  I had ran out of the hospital and just kept going. I ran and ran until I came to the scene. The car was smashed into pieces and on its side. I stumbled under the caution tape and towards the car. My minf was puling me to the scene, as if there was something important there. I got about five meters from the car and stopped. My eyes fluttered to the ground. I saw the familiar shape and collapsed down. I picked it up and ran my thumb over the tiny metal circle dangling off. Brothers. I looked down at my wrist. Forever. I looked to my right and spotted my release. A bar.

"Another!" I slurred over the noise of the bar. There was some stupid game on and all the men were cheering like beasts. The bartender handed me another glass. I had lost count of how many drinks I had, but I kept going. I could still picture Liam, hurt and broken, because of me. I tipped the glass onto my lips but before I could feel the bittersweet tingle of alcohol running through my veins, a hand took it from mine.

"Zayn, lets go." Where had Louis came from? I was to drunk to say anything but tried my hardest to fight back. Another pair of hands gripped my shoulders, pulling me from me seat.

"Zayn, you can't do this to yourself." Harry. I felt a rush of anger and adrenaline flow through me. Without thinking, I turned and slammed my fist into his jaw. I starred in awe as Haz gripped his chin in pain and stumbled back. Someone was pulling me out the door. Niall had a bottle of beer in his hand and my shirt in the other. *Typical Irishman.* I thought to myself.

Niall had thrown me in the back of the car and Madi moved into the back seat with me. She was talking but I couldn't make out what she was saying. I looked out the window and watched as lines of light flashed in front of me. My mouth started watering and I got that feeling in my stomach and before I knew what was happening, a loud retch came from my mouth. My throat burned as all the alcohol came spewing from my stomach.

"ZAYN THAT FUCKING GROSS!" I didn't realize I had turned to Madi at least minute. She was covered in it.

"YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!"

"JUST KEEP YOU EYES ON THE ROAD!" I yelled back at Niall. I didn't want to cause any more damage.

-CHRISTIE'S POV-

Me and Morgan had gone back to Madi's place when we found out thy had found Zayn. They were bringing him back here so that Madi and Niall could take care of him while Louis and Harry stayed at the hospital. They groups would switch tomorrow at noon and Harry and Louis would come take care of Zayn.

I really wasn't prepared for what walked through the door. Louis and Harry dragged a drunken Zayn while Niall comforted a fuming Madi.

"ZAYN YOU MOTHER FUCKER THIS IS MY FAVORITE SHIRT!" Looks like he had thown up all over her. I tried not to laugh as I directed her towards her room to help her get cleaned. Before I left the room, Harry grabbed my arm.

"You ok?" He looked generally worried. What was happening between us was so wrong. I loved Jared, my boyfriend, but I also loved Harry. I couldn't stay away from Harry and I couldn't break it off with Jared. I wish I could just mix the two together so I wouldn't feel so guilty. "Yeah, thanks."

Once inside Madi's room, I calmed her down enough to get her to sit still on her bed. She really could go off on someone. I grabbed her favorite pair of pajamas, WITH pants, and hurried her into the bathroom.

"Thanks." She said once she came out of the bathroom

"No problem." She would have done the same for my if a drunk international popstar puked all over me.

"I need to talk to you." What could she possibly have to talk to me about.

"What is it?"

"You and Harry." Of course. "What's going on?" She asked.

"I don't know girl...I really like him. But I still really love Jared. I don't know what to do."

"Does Harry know about you and Jared?" That was the thing, he didn't. "Answer me."

"....No...."

"You need to tell him."

"I will." I didn't know when I would, but  would have to at some point. I don't want to loose either of them. I couldn't do this to Jared. I cared too much about him. And Harry, I couldn't ruin everything with him. No matter how much I didn't want to, I knew I had to.