Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

99. Goodbye World, Hello Wolverhampton

As much as I missed home and I missed Liam, I hated to be leaving this amazingly beautiful country.

Everything about Australia made me happy. The scent of the air, the natural breeze you'd get every few minutes, even the people gave me a strange sense of happiness.

Which made me glad that four pieces of Australia were coming back to Wolverhampton with me. To remind me of my beautiful time here.

"Hey stop packing" Gen said, rushing into the room and closing the door behind her.

"Why?" I giggled, "We're leaving tomorrow"

"We've got time" she waved it away, "It's just that I got the realization that this was a Gen and Ness get away and we did almost nothing together"

"That's true"

"So name anything, anything, reckless you want to do"

"Reckless?" I laughed.

"Yes, absolutely irresponsible"

"We can jump out of a car" I told her.

"Oh my God, Vanessa I actually value my life" she laughed having me join her and remind me of the exact thing she said when we were cliff jumping.

I giggled, "Okay fine, what do you suggest we should do?"

"Well, I'd say we should get wasted but I'm sure you're not interested in that"

"No, try me" I poked at her, "It has to be better than jumping out of a car"

"Well it doesn't involve us dying" she laughed.

She walked over to my suitcase where I had half my wardrobe already packed inside, and rummaged through it pulling out a skirt and crop top.

"Dress up girly, we're going to go get drunk but do it with class" she smiled, handing me the clothes and getting into the bathroom across the hall.

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"This is worse than jumping out of a car" I exclaimed, bringing both my hands to the bar table and my cheek to the cold surface to cool my heated face from the alcohol.

"How is this worse?" Gen laughed, trying to bringing my head up from the table.

"I didn't say the car had to be moving" I muttered, making Gen go into hysterics.

"Come on Ness, we've only done three shots. You're not going to tap out now"

"Yes I am"

"No you're not"

"Yes I am"

"No you're not" Gen tapped my shoulder for me to sit back up and set another shot glass in front of me, "Now let's do our fourth"

When walking into this bar, Gen explained the significance of this game she'd made up on the way here. The two of us would take as many shots as we could; not going near 15 since, again, we value our lives; and whoever taps out first gets to endure what the other has planned for them.

"Why must drinking be our only source of entertainment?" I asked, waiting for her to count and bring the small glass to my lips.

"Because it's fun to get drunk with you" she laughed, setting down her empty glass and waited for the bartender to refill.

I rolled my eyes with a giggle, "So are you"

She looked to me, "When have I ever been funny when drunk?"