Shedding Tears [COMPLETED] #Wattys2016

Chapter 12

Harry's POV:

I feel so pathetic right now. Stacey's mad at me and she's not even answering my questions, heck she's not even responding to my kisses with such passion. I frown as i think of ways to get her to talk to me. I lean in to whisper in her ears 'I'll carry you.' She doesn't look my way instead she walks on the bar counter. There she sits, i watch as she's having two three shots of vodka all at once.

She's so beautiful, what matters is that she's mine, i can't believe she's mine. Do i deserve such a simple yet perfect woman? She looks amazing tonight. Black shorts and a blue shirt. She doesn't reveal much of her body like the usual sluts, instead she dresses sober. I love her. I think blue is her favourite colour; she has a lot of blue in her wardrobe. Okay so i am a stalker. I walk her way and when she notices I'm getting nearer, she looks in my eye and proceeds to the dance floor. Ouch. She is pretty pissed.

Before following her to the dance floor, i help myself with red wine. Just as I'm about to move, a pair of small hands drag me to the washrooms next door. Squeezing my way past the people and the gloom, i realise to see its Karen. Wait. Karen? What the hell is my ex doing here?
She is totally wasted. Karen has never been good with drinks, i don't know if she even recognises me or not, i mean she's totally lost. She pins me against the wall and starts seducing me. She unzips the back of her blood red sequenced dress as it falls down gracefully on the floor. I stare at her in utter shock, she looks so messed up. Her makeup is spoiled, her eyes are black, i think her mascara smudged and her hair is like she hasn't brushed them in years. She has tears in her eyes. She starts unbuttoning my shirt when i shove her away.

'What the hell Karen, I have a girlfriend.' I yell at the top on my lungs: Because I'm angry and because its hard for her to hear since she's completely passed out and the music is too loud. She looks at me but doesn't say anything. He eyes travel down as her hands rub her forehead. It isn't long before she falls in my arms. Now what?
Should i leave her here? Should i help her out? Should i ask for help?
I think i should call Justin. Yeah that would seem right. I hope he doesn't freak out looking at my naked ex in my arms, he'll understand. I hope. I call his number but he doesn't pick up. I try several times but nobody answers. I then try calling Kyle, Adam and anybody from the squad, but nobody answers. The music is so loud, they wouldn't hear their phones.

A part of me says to leave this wasted woman lying on the bathroom floor but in the name of humanity, i shouldn't. I mean, she was my ex and is still a woman. I make up my mind to at least carry her outside the bar, maybe i find someone who'd be willing to help. I'd drop her home safe and sound, but i have a mad-at-me girlfriend who's also probably getting drunk. I carry Karen bridal style, push her hair backwards to reveal her full face and also let her breathe, as i hang her dress on my shoulder and leave the washroom. I squeeze my way past the party-goers who are literally about to die of dancing, the clamour of the sounds is assaulting my senses. I push open the door with my feet as a cool breeze od fresh air greets me. Its so quiet yet relaxing out here, i feel as if i can actually breathe.

The streets are quiet, with nobody around. Streetlights beaming, breaking the dark. I walk with a naked woman, only in bikini, in my arms to a nearby taxi stand. As I'm only twenty steps away from the bar, i see a tall figure approaching my way talking on a phone. I recognize the person immediately, Leo Thomas.
'Hey dude' I yell to catch his attention. Before he kills me for carrying his half nude girlfriend, i continue 'She passed out in the washroom, i came outside to get some help. I'm so glad i found you' i say, resting Karen in her arms.
'Geez thanks, she ran off and i had no idea where. I think i should get her home now.' Leo says as i nod. Such a nice lad.