We Made It

10.

It's 7pm when the boys and I arrive at the party. Harry had designated himself the driver since he didn't plan on drinking. The party was already going when we got out of my car.

I wrapped my arms around Harry and Liam had his around Zayne. That's still a surprise every time I see it but they're happy. I grab a beer and hand Harry a coke then we head off to go our own way. The party is at an abandoned house in an area of town no one goes to anymore. Last year it was at the beach so the location always changes. Inside the main room people have spray painted random words onto a wall and it seems everyone is signing it. Leaving a piece of history. I make my way over and grab a black sharpie. I make a decent size heart and write  H + L inside it.

"There. Before I get drunk." I announce.

"You don't have to get drunk you know."

"Yes I do. I leave tomorrow so yes Haz I do." It's the only way I'll have the balls to get in my car and go to London. Hungover or still slightly buzzed.

He nuzzles his head into my neck and pushes me against the wall. "Then we need to have the most fun tonight."

"Boys. Boys. This is still a public venue."

"Grimshaw. This is still an A and B conversation do See your way out."

"Very funny Tommo."

Harry rolls his eyes and whispers that he'll be back. He still doesn't understand how somehow Nick and I became friends after the years of fighting. I walk with Nick up to the second floor. He also got into the Royal College of Music. He's going to be in the production part of the school where as I'm in the preforming part. After learning we were both going he'd tried to get us to room together but they had said it wasn't allowed. He leads me into an empty room and then goes through the window and we sit on the balcony roof.

"Is he okay?" Nick asks as he takes a sip of his beer.

"Yeah." I nod. "About as good as me I'd wager."

From up here I can see Harry. He's on the lawn dancing with Niall, Liam and Zayne. After tonight it will just be him and Niall. Liam will be off to London along with me. Zayne is going to Manchester.

"When Liam, Zayne and I were 7 we always talked about dreams we had. Where we'd live. What we wanted." I chugged the rest of my bottle as I continued voicing my thoughts out loud. "Even at 13 when we talked about it...I never thought him being 2 years younger ever mattered. He would always be there by my side."

"Louis. I'm sorry."

I look over at him as I set my empty bottle next to me. "What for now Nick? What'd you do?"

He shakes his head. "I'm sorry for the past few years. Harry won't forgive me and I've accepted that. I wouldn't if I was him. Somehow you did though." He stands up. "You're both stronger than you know."

He goes back inside and I sit there just staring at my 3 friends and boyfriend. The next song comes on and I find myself on my feet. I look over the edge and judge how far of a drop it is. Can't be that far. I bend my knees and jump the distance. I take the landing and rock back on my heels feeling the impact go up my legs. The drunken seniors cheer and yell "TOMMO!!"

I throw the bottle away and grab another from the cooler. I make my way over to them and rest my palm on Harry's stomach and pull his back against my front. We dance amd grind into each other. We wrap ourselves in our own world. After each beer is done I excuse myself and grab another. Every time I get Harry in my arms I realize how weak I actually am. I can't leave him. We haven't had enough time.

"LOUIS! HARRY! COME ON!!" Liam and Zayne yell as they grab us around the necks.

They lead us to an area of the lawn where people aren't crowded dancing. Niall hits a button and the familiar tune from our childhood plays.