Katrina's pov
"It's been three days."
"I'm very much aware it's been three days." I replied from under the covers. I didn't want to be reminded. I had cried enough so I clicked on the next episode, hoping my aunt would walk out but I didn't hear any footsteps meaning she was still standing there with her arms crossed and a worried look on her face. She's been like that for the past 3 days.
"Aunt Karen, I'm fine."
"You are not fine."
"A boy broke my heart and I'm dealing with it by watching Netflix. I could go out and get drunk. Is that what you want?"
"It would get you out of the house."
"Aunt Karen!" I gasped as I pulled the cover off of me. I was going to tell her just leave so I could keep watching Netflix in peace, but then I changed my mind. Getting drunk wouldn't be so bad, would it? "You'd get drunk with me?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Hell yeah I would. Go put on a nice dress and cover up those dark under eye circles and let's go." She said before walking out of my room.
I sat there for a few seconds trying to comprehend what just happened. My aunt agreed to get drunk with me. You definitely don't hear that everyday. I hesitantly walked over to my closet and pulled out the nice dress I brought that I didn't think I would wear. Well I had a reason to wear it now. I slipped it on and braided my hair. I didn't remember when the last time I took a shower so I wasn't leaving it down. My aunt was right about my dark circles. I put some make up on which made them less noticeable. I applied some mascara and lipstick. I grabbed my wedge heels. I didn't feel like putting my feet through the pain of stiletto heels.
I walked down the stairs, shoulders slumped and yawning so my aunt knew how much I didn't want to go, but she wasn't having it. She was dressed in a flowing flower print dress and heels. She had her hair braided in a crown and had glitter eye make up. Saying she was excited would have been an understatement.
"Oh come on cheer up! This is going to be awesome." She opened the door with such enthusiasm I was in awe.
I hesitantly walked out and waited for her to lock the door.
"Don't tell your mother about tonight. She'll kill me."
Harry's pov
"Tonight is the night you're going out, my friend." Niall burst into my room in his favorite new button up shirt, skinny jeans and boots.
"I'm alright thanks." I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Don't give me that shit. We're gonna go get drunk." He pulled the duvet off of me.
"I'm not going." I shook my head.
"Mate you've been sleeping for the past 3 days. You need to drink your troubles away."
"I can drink here in the comfort of my own room." I motioned at my messy surroundings. I hadn't left it much which is why it was a mess, not that I cared much though. I was too busy writing a song.
"Where's the fun in that? Harry get up. The lads are waiting for us. Just a few drinks and we'll come back." He begged. I knew the boys would come in and pester me so I sighed before standing up and putting on some pants. The white shirt I had on looked clean so I slipped on my boots and followed Niall out.
"Where are we going?" I asked the boys in the car.
"A new bar. Looks cool so we're going to go check it out." Zayn replied.
I just nodded and hoped the night would be quick and smooth.
We pulled up to a busy club. Thankfully we didn't wait in line and went straight in. Inside the boys spread out and I went straight for the bar.
"Two shots." I held up two fingers to get bar tender who just nodded and statues filling up the little glasses. I quickly downed both, wanting to get drunk as soon as possible. I took a seat before ordering another two. I looked around and found Louis and Liam dancing. Zayn was sitting down with some people I didn't recognize. Niall was making his way to the dance floor with a beer in his hand. I brought the shot glass to my lips when I heard a familiar giggle. I turned and found Kat and her aunt laughing so hard their faces were red.
My heart stopped and almost fell out of my ass. I froze. Everything became blurry except for her. Despite the smile on her face her eyes were sad. It was clear she was pissed drunk. I didn't know if I was suppose to go up to her. I didn't know what I would say.
"Hey I'm sorry, but I wrote you a song so forgive me maybe?"
Yeah, she'd just fall into my arms.
As I was debating what to do, her eyes met mine and her smile disappeared. She quickly set her drink down and walked away and before I knew it I was chase after her.
"Katrina!" I called after her since it was getting hard to keep up with her since they're were so many people.
Once she got to the front doors she tried to slam the door in my face, but she stumbled. I quickly grabbed her arm so she wouldn't fall.
"Let me go." She tried to pull away, but I wasn't going to let her go. She might have given up on me, but the world hadn't. That's why she was here. That's why we were ate same bar at the same time.
"I'm not letting you go. Where are you going?"
"Anywhere you're not." She scoffed. She turned around and started walking away from me. I walked beside her and she stopped almost tripping again.
"Harry I'm serious." She slurred. "I'm fine."
"Of course you are. You do know your house in the other way."
"Fuck."
"Let me take you home."
"Why did you have to come?" She started to cry, still slurring her words. "I was doing fine. I was drinking and laughing and the empty feeling in my chest was starting to go away. You ruined it. If you want to leave then go. Don't do this to me." She started sobbing. I was taken aback from the sudden mood change.
"I'm not going anywhere, I promise." I tried to stop my voice from cracking.
"You're...you're lying." She shook her head which made her lose her balance. I quickly grabbed her by her waist.
"Come on let's get you home."
"No! Let me go!" She started flailing her arms to get away from me.
"Then where are you going to go?" She thought about and she stayed quiet, not having an answer. "I'll just take you home and then I'll go."
"Ok." She replied. "But don't go."
Yeah, I know. The cliche same place at the same time thing. Just bear with me. It's Paris for goodness sake lol. I hope you are enjoying the story so far. Please don't hesitate to comment or vote! I'd really appreciate it. Love you guys!
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