The Call That Changes Everything

Chapter 16

*EL'S P.O.V*

That night, we all went back to Harry's flat for a celebration. I was still in shock that a normal girl like me gets to go on tour with One Direction, AND get to fulfill my passion while doing so! Wow..

" This is so great! " Harry says after swallowing his bite of chicken, giving my hand a little squeeze.

" I know! " Liam chimed in.

" At least you get to be with your girlfriend, " Lou sulked, putting his arm around Eleanor's waist.

We were all about done with dinner, just making conversation and talking about how excited we were for the upcoming tour.

" Are we all? " Lou asked. Everyone nodded with a content smile on their faces. " I'll get the wine! " he then exclaimed.

I'll only have one glass.. I told myself. I'm 18, I can handle myself!

Louis re-entered the room with a big bottle of wine in his grasp.

" It's time to celebrate! " he said as the cork that topped the bottle flew into the air, causing bubbles to shoot out and cover the floor.

Everyone laughed and a few claps were heard. Eleanor and Perrie went to go grab the glasses and handed one to each of us. After we each had some, Louis took a fork and gently tapped on his glass until everyone quieted down.

" A toast, to the upcoming tour. To us, " he raised his glass.

" To us! " everyone said in harmony, copying his action.

We all took a drink. I took a little sip and noticed Harry's wine was already half gone. I smiled at myself, realizing what an idiot I have as a boyfriend. Leaning my head on his shoulder, I took another drink. I mean hey, it's a celebration!

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After about my third glass, I was gone. I looked around and tried to take in what everyone was doing. Louis and Eleanor were sitting on the couch together, kissing. Zayn and Perrie were nowhere to be seen. Harry was playing with Liam's hair.. hah. Niall was sitting on the stairs in the other room. He was red in the face, so I could tell he's been drinking.

Before my brain told me it wasn't a good idea, I wobbled over to him and sat next to him. Without a word, he got up and started walking into another room that I didn't even notice they had. I quickly followed him, anger rising up in my chest.

Once I reached the room, I looked around. It was pretty small compared to the rest of the rooms. The walls were a light beige color and the floor was carpeted a dark brown. There was a sofa, table, tv, and a window, but that was about all. He was sitting on the sofa staring at the blank television.

" What's wrong with you? " I said, louder than I had intended.

He didn't so much as acknowledge me, which just angered me more.

" Excuse me, I'm talking to you! " I move in front of his line of vision so he doesn't have a choice but to look at me.

His blue eyes pierced my green ones, staring deeper than I thought was possible. Just that stare sobered me up a bit.

He finished off the last bit of wine in his glass before placing it on the little side table. Standing up, he stepped closer to me. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, and the closeness sent my stomach fluttering.

All of a sudden, he started to lean in, his lips coming closer to mine. By then my brain was no longer clouded. I was NOT repeating this again. Before I knew it, my hand came up and quickly slapped his cheek. I stood there in shock, my hands covering my mouth. What just happened?