We'd been in the club for 3 hours already. I had to admit, the alcohol is the england is much stronger than in the states. I was getting tipsy after my first drink, but it was hard not to follow Nialls lead. He was taking shots left and right and I was taking them right along side him. Before long we had forgotten the others and were shouting the lyrics to 'Free Falling' while we swayed our hips to the music. We danced for a while, grinding on eachother and having a blast. But mostly we just drank. We were both pretty wasted by midnight
"Good to know someone around here can take a few pints!" He yelled over the music.
"Yeeaaaahhhhh buddy!" I laughed. Then it occured to me. I hadn't really seen the others since I got there. "Where'd all the others go?!" I shouted.
"I think........Harry ........I dunno. Where dey go?" His words started to slur. He looked like he was going to puke. He started to stumble.
"Niall!" I supported him and rushed him into the women's restroom. He didn't seem to notice. I pushed him into a stall and watched as he puked his guts out. Maybe we'd done enough partying for one night. I pulled my phone out of my purse.
6 new texts.
From: Harry
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I groaned. Was that just to get my attention? I looked to the next one.
From: Des
Going with Zayn to get spraypaint. Call Liam if you need anything. Btw, you might wanna slow down....
The rest of the texts were from my mom telling me to call her soon. If she only knew........Niall continued to puke. I rubbed his back, trying to sooth him. I dialed Liams number. No answer. Seriously Daddy Direction? He was probably busy with Danielle. I tried Louis next. He picked up on the first ring.
"Maddy?" His voice sounded relived.
"Thank you for picking up! Niall's sick."
"I figured he would be by now. Where are you guys at?"
"He's puking in the women's restroom." I told him.
"Perfect," he laughed, "Be there in 2 minutes." He hung up.
I waited as poor Niall continued to throw up. How much did he have in him? I tried to whisper nice things in his ear as he continued to be sick. Louis came in a few minutes as promised.
"Niall? Maddy?" he called.
"In here!" He came running.
"Liams waiting out front with the car. Lets get him home." We steadied niall between us so we could easily support him. Then we carried him through the crowded club and out to the van were Liam and Danielle were waiting.
"Oh boy" said Danielle as Louis forced Niall into the backseat of the van.
"Don wannago" Niall slurred.
"I know mate, I know." Louis said as we hopped into the backseat also.
"Where are the rest of them?" I asked casually.
"Dev and Zayn are back at Zayn's apartment, I don't really know why, they just said something about spraypaint." Liam said.
"Yeah, Dev texted me saying something like that. Is he drunk?"
"I think so. They made it back to his apartment anyway, he sent me pictures. Zayn has created quite the picture on your wall." Liam smiled.
"Joy" I muttered. Niall moaned.
