One (Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 1: Funky Buddha

MargaretteMorgan

I'm stumblin' off drunk, getting myself lost

I am so gone, so tell me the way home

I listen to sad songs, singing about love

And where it goes wrong....

So here I am, sitting in a bar counter all by myself, drinking until the pain ease. This is sick I swear, making myself drunk just to forget everything. Gosh, this is not me! I never did this in my entire life. I was this I-am-too-smart-for-boys girl who thinks that 'I will never ever ever waste myself for them' but look at me now, drinking and crying like a child thinking that doing these things can help me get back what I want.

Hey you asshole! You fucking deserve and award for thawing my frigid heart and for the first time I am making myself a big dumbass for messing my life right now because you broke up with me.

Its been a week since Joey broke up with me and I can't believe that it is only now that reality hit me. For the past few days, I want to believe that he was just kidding, or he want to just split for a moment, but I realize what he really want is an end in our relationship. I am so stupid to think that he will come back to me after how many days and it turned out that I was wrong. He already left me.

All my senses come to life

While I'm stumbling home as drunk as I

Have ever been and I'll never leave again

Cause you are the only one

I never thought that it will be this hard. I never thought that it will hurt this much. I am convincing myself that it is no big deal, that I need to just forget everything about him, but its hard. It's hard to accept that he dumped me just that easy, that he think we're not the right person for each other, that he don't feel that he love me anymore.

I guess because I really love him.

What the fuck did he do with me that I am so into him?

But why did he left me? Did I say something wrong or done something he doesn't like that he suddenly changed his mind?

I drink the content of the glass in one gulp. I feel like the alcohol went into my heart, then into my stomach, then into my brain. Something deep inside me is burning that I want to curse everything around me now.

"Hey, can you guys change that dumb song? It's so stupid!" I shout over the DJ booth. "Yes, I am so fucking gone now, and I am thinking that he is the only one for me and I am still waiting for him but I know that he won't come back now, so please stop slapping those things on my face!" I lose control of my emotions now, everything is coming out of me and I don't know what I just said.

They are playing One by Ed Sheeran. We're not that kind of couple who loves music so that song has nothing to do with us but it totally describes my situation now and I can't help but hate myself.

I received smirks from the DJ in return.

"Crap. Why does everything tends to be bullshit when you're going through something stupid?" I murmered to myself. "Another bottle of beer please." I said to the bartender behind the counter. He silently nods then turned his back on me to get my beer.

There's a guy beside me sitting alone who is also drinking beer and he is staring at me. What the fuck does he want from me? I didn't come here to look for a one-night-stand. Well, maybe he's not thinking about that. I know that I'm not that hot girl type so I guess its not like that.

"Because being shitty will only make your life a big piece of shit." the bartender said when he come back with my bottle of beer.

I give him a questioning look then I realize what he's talking about. He heard my rants. "Yeah, my life is a big piece of shit now, I guess." I replied.

"What is it? Boyfriend matters?" he asked as he picks up a glass and cleaned it with towel.

This time the a Jason Derulo song played, which I can't tell the title bacauase my mind is already clouded.

"Thanks!" I yell over the DJ again and offered the glass. They just ignored me.

I drink another shot.

"How did you know?" I turned to the bartender.

"Number one reason why people get drunk - love life."

"Is love really this painful that they just find drinking the perfect escape?" I asked him.

"No, people are just stupid to think that drinking can help them get over it. The reality is that they need to face it, what ever it is." he explained.

"Well I guess I'm twice as stupid as other people." I drink another gulp again.

"Ha ha just make sure you'll not get yourself too drunk, you might become thrice as stupid as them." he said and he left the counter.

So I am stupid. I am stupid to deny the pain to myself. I am stupid to be sitting here alone, drinking to death, thinking that everything can be solved by this. I am stupid not to accept the fact that my boyfriend left me - ow, correction, my ex-boyfriend left me because... what's he's reason again? He don't feel the love anymore? C'mon, I just don't get it. We've been together for two years then he'll say we're not going in the right track of our relationship? Seriously?

"Hey, to all of you who was dumped by their boyfriend or girlfriends, let's take a shot! Cheers!" I shouted loud enough to be heard by everybody. Another gulp again.

"And to the stupid ones who can't accept the fact that they were left without a good reason, let's just drink our ass out until we have the courage to face it! Hey, join me! Cheers!" I shout again and drank all the beer in one gulp.

AN: So there it goes, my first chapter. Apologies for all the grammatical errors and if the scene is not that likely to happen (I'm not even sure if they are playing Ed Sheeran songs at Funky Buddha, but who would've known? Haha) in real life, I'm not that really familiar with things like that. So let's just pretend its possible (Lol) anyway this is just fiction.