Harry: Harry doesn't drink very often but since Liam doesn't drink, he takes it upon himself to celebrate his best mates 21st birthday for him. The group is at their favorite nightclub in London and while Liam isn't drinking, he's still having a great time watching the rest of you get smashed. Every time Harry buys himself a drink, he buys you one as well and before long, you're already smashed. It takes Harry longer to get to your point of drunkenness but he doesn't disappoint when accepting the challenge of the two of you being equally drunk. You ramble on about cats and movies as Harry's hands roam across your body until Liam is informing everyone its time to go. Liam forces himself to sit between the two of you in the car, fighting off Harry's attempts to push your dress further up your thighs. When you get back to the apartment, Harry pulls all you clothes off and passes out on the floor.
Liam: Liam doesn't get drunk; he gets tipsy. He hardly ever drinks which means when he has even one drink, they'll usually affect him more than they would anyone else. You, however, can get drunk and you do. Because you're drunk and Liam's tipsy, there's no one to stop you from turning into your alter ego who Liam thinks was a stripper in another life. He's not complaining, especially when you lift your tight dress against your thighs and straddle his knees while dancing atop his lap. He has another drink, only 2 in and tipsy but still manages to be the most sober person in the club. At the end of the night, you've stuffed your panties into his front pocket and Liam can't want to get your home.
Niall: You're in a pub in Ireland with Niall as he continues to pass you drinks. Three hours into you night out, you're completely smashed and Niall isn't much better. The two of you try to help each other into a cab but you're too drunk to help yourselves let alone each other. It is impressing that Niall remembers his address as he slurs it to the cabbie, leaning against the back of the seat as the car pulls away from the curb. You sing drunkenly in the backseat as Niall plays the air guitar, the cabbie laughing from the front seat but congratulates you on a great night. After Niall pays for your ride, the two of you stumble up his front steps and into the house; both of you loudly shushing the other. You yank his clothes off and wobble out of yours before you're sharing messy kisses against his bed. You both pass out at the same time, Niall rolling off you and onto the floor.
Louis: The two of you never get drunk together unless you're at home. You're too much of a handful for others to have to take care of you. The two of you sit around in the kitchen mixing drinks and watching television until you're too wasted to mix anymore. You laugh at the stupidest things and dance around the house like fools. From there you both head up for a shower but of course not to get clean.
Zayn: It's always an accident when the two of you end up drunk together. You usually take the job of watching after him after he decides to drink way too much but tonight you had let him buy you a little more than you could handle. Your friends help you both into the house but leave you to do the rest as usual. You stumble around trying to help Zayn up the stairs as he is still extremely out of it. He slurs words you can't understand as you lean against the wall to walk him down the hallway with a little more support. He trips over his feet and you both end up in the floor laughing hysterically. You have no more energy to help him back up so you make the executive decision that the both of you are going to sleep in the hallway tonight.
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