Use Somebody

Chapter 22:

Louis's POV:

I saw my mom over talking to Harry, she was sitting next to him talking. He was laughing, I could see that plain as day. He has a drink in his hand, he held his glass up and my mom touched her glass with his. They both threw back their heads and swallowed the caramel colored liquid. When Harry pulls his face back it was twisted in a way that suggests he didn't enjoy it.

I walk to the kitchen to find a slightly better drink for Harry.

"Phoebe, do we have something not as harsh to drink?" I ask my sister.

"Tommo? Are you going soft?" She says astounded.

"Fuck no! I need something for Harry." I establish for her.

Sh points to the array of drinks she and Daisy had brought with them. I walk over to the drinks and find something that I think won't be too harsh. I decide to try one of them to see. I pick up the first one I see and pour some into my glass. It was a bourbon, it wasn't too bad. Not nearly as harsh as the whiskey, definitely smoother.

I get him a new glass and pour some for him. I walk over to him and hand him the drink.

"Try this. It's much better than what you were drinking, I promise. And you don't steal my boyfriend, I love him." I say to Harry and my mom.

"Well I love him too. Keep him safe Louis." Mom said. She stood up and gave me a kiss. "I have to go Louis. Happy birthday! You're the best gift I've ever received."

She left out of the front door and got a ride with my dad back to the hotel. He'd be back for my sisters in about an hour.

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My sisters and Harry were playing a game when I got back. Harry was laughing and enjoying himself.

"Never have I ever had a toxic ex." Daisy says.

I knew that she had hit a nerve in Harry but he seemed unfazed probably from the amount of alcohol he had already consumed.

He poured himself another one and drank it that one. I walk over to him and take his drink and his bottle.

"You're done for tonight honey." I say to him.

I knew that I was drunk but Harry was beyond drunk. I finished his drink and walk to the kitchen. I pour myself a few more and drink those as well.

"Louis." Harry whines from the living room.

I walk back to find him sitting on the couch. He was watching me and motioning for me to come over towards him. I heard a car horn and knew that dad was back.

"Girls, your turn to go to the hotel. The car is outside." I say and lead them outside to the car.

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When I got back inside, I found Harry in the kitchen with a frozen waffle and whipped cream. He had placed the waffle in the microwave and was trying to heat it up.

"What are you doing love?" I ask.

"Making something to eat." He said.

The microwave went off and he took the waffle out. He places it on the counter and pulls the top of the whipped cream container off. He attempts to put it on the waffle but misses. He got it on his hand instead.

"I haven't ever had that much to drink ever." Harry says. He sits down without his food.

"Louis, I love you so much. I really do, I want to be with you forever and ever and ever." He slurs.

He is on the couch and he motions me over like he did before and I sat next to him. He leans over and kisses me. He told me he loves me and now he's kissing me. I lean into the kiss more and I can taste the bourbon on his breath.

Harry loves me and that enough for me. This is his birthday present to me, his love.