Louis Tomlinson
"Good morning." An unusual voice said in my ear.
"Shit," I cursed and fell off of the small bed.
I opened my eyes and looked up from the floor. The bed sheets were black and pillows were white, it was tacky as hell. Where am I?
"Um, what happened?" I asked standing up.
I'm wearing only boxers, dear God.
"You wanted to sleep with me, and I told you no, because I didn't take advantage of drunk ass men. But now you're not drunk."
What's his name? Dammit I can't even remember. Harry's going to smack the hell out of me. He can't know this happened.
"You know, I can't even remember your name, but thanks for letting me crash here," I shook my head and put my clothes back on.
"My name is Jeff."
"Thanks Jeff, I'm sure I had a fun time, but I'd rather not talk again."
"Okay sweetcheeks," he laughed and laid back in bed while I scurried out.
What was that? That was one of the weirdest ways I've ever woken up. I walked out of the Frat house and looked for any sign of cars I knew. None.
To Niall: Hey man can you pick me up? I'm still at the Frat
From Niall: Sure Finley & I will be right over.
Ever since Niall and Finley had started dating, they go every where together. I'm pretty sure they text each other 'I miss you' while they're separate bathrooms. It's absolutely disgusting.
About ten minutes later, Niall was at the Frat honking at me to hurry up.
"Where do you want us to drop you off?"
"My house."
"Not Harry's?" Finley asked.
I don't need this.
"No, I slept with someone."
"What?" Niall yelled and stopped the car.
"I literally slept with a guy. Just sleeping, but he was creepy as hell when I woke up," I laughed and Niall sighed.
"Louis, don't do that to Harry. I love you both but damn! You can't just get drunk and do that. Do you even remember what happened last night?"
I somewhat do.
"I think we need to call Zayn," I sighed.
"What? Why?"
"He won't like that I took Belle out like this," I rubbed my forehead.
"I'm just having a little fun."
"You're sixteen, for God sakes!"
Harry turned to me and pouted. "I'm sixteen, love."
Then I started cursing myself, for being such a dumbass.
After that, I couldn't really remember what happened.
"Yes," I sighed and Niall pulled up to my house.
"Well, have fun with your mom, man. Hope she isn't too upset."
"Me either."
Niall Horan
Louis got out of the car and Finley turned to me, "he can't just do that!"
"Louis is a guy, he'll do whatever he wants, Fin." I held her hand and squeezed it for reassurance.
"We have to tell Harry."
"We don't have to tell Harry anything, as far as I know, that conversation never happened," I shook my head.
"You are too loyal to your friends, Niall, and I'm getting tired of it."
"Tired of what? Me standing up for my friends because we've known each other forever! I've known them way longer than I've known you."
Finley doesn't say anything after that except, "take me home."
I took Finley home, as she wished, and I was sort of sad about it.
"I'm sorry," I said when we got to her house.
"I know."
Harry Styles
I woke up in my cold bed alone. Louis and I planned on living together in the near future, but I knew those plans would be put on hold. For example: last night. It really sucked ass that he acted like sixteen year olds were babies, when he wasn't even eighteen yet.
I walked downstairs to an empty house, too. There was a note from mom that said she would be out with her friends for a Sunday brunch. That sucked too. Time felt slower than normal, maybe it was due to not having anyone to hang out with on Sunday morning. I really missed how it used to be with all of us couples.
Apparently Finley and Niall had been getting too 'lovey-dovey' for the gang's liking. Sophia and Liam were the perfect couple, as usual. Louis and I were getting to the age gap. I was about to be seventeen but Louis still treated me like a baby. Belle and Zayn were realizing just how hard it was to be a real couple.
We were all falling apart at the seams and it reminded me of how we used to be. I really missed it.
Liam Payne
"Good morning," I greeted Belle as she walked from the bathroom to the kitchen.
"Hello Liam, I'll be gone in an hour," she smiled. I handed her a plate of bacon and eggs.
"That's fine, I made a breakfast smoothie too."
"I'm not much of a breakfast person." She happily took the breakfast smoothie I had made.
We drank our smoothies in peace while the television was up quietly in the apartment.
"Goodbye Liam," she smiled at me with sad eyes.
I wonder what happened with her and Zayn. I wasn't really paying attention because Sophia pulled me aside to tell me Belle should stay with us. I hope they're alright.
Belle Evans
I called Harry to take me home because I wasn't going to ask Liam, I felt like that was too much. I looked like a piece of shit walking from the car inside my house, and I knew if my family was home, they would make things worse.
Luckily, no one was in the house when I got home. I looked like I just screwed twenty men, at once. I used a makeup remover wipe and wiped all of the pitiful makeup off. I took a nice, hot shower and when I got out, it felt refreshing. My room was messy and I decided to clean it because I hated having a messy room.
If the room was messy, my life was messy.
It was, but nothing stopped me from cleaning it. I put on leggings, a cute striped sweater, and fuzzy socks. I dutch braided my hair because I saw a tutorial on Youtube how to do it. It was quite easy, once I got the hang of it.
I texted Melissa telling her I was home and apparently she put the entire family in a group chat.
What a load of baloney.
=okay zayn literally left but he's still a member of one direction so sod off. i'm sad, but i wouldn't discontinue because that's so inconvenient and kind of inconsiderate. but after five years we need more than a facebook message... =
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