[Louis Tomlinson]
I turned my phone on and saw that I had a lot more missed calls and text messages from people. I couldn't exactly read the screen, but I knew loads of them were from Harry or Liam. Technically Harry isn't old enough to come to a club anyways, so he wouldn't go looking for me by himself.
It felt as if the world was spinning around underneath me, but I had never felt better. Before I knew it, I dialed Harry's phone number by memory and heard it ring.
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Harry: Louis?
Louis: Harry I miss you!
Harry: You're drunk?
Louis: Extremely.
Harry: Where are you? The boys, Liz, and I are all worried sick about you.
Louis: Don't be worried about me! Keep cheating on me, I'll be fine.
Harry: Louis if that's what you think I was doing, is that why you and the others spied on me?
Louis: ... I'll never tell you where I'm located!
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With that, I hung up the phone and turned it off. I wanted to have an even greater time tonight and it was not going to happen if Harry was on my mind. I needed a stronger drink. Once again, I had failed to forget that I closed my tab and was not going back. Even though I felt very drunk it was an exhilarating feeling.
The next time I checked my phone it was almost 1 in the morning; I couldn't believe that none of the boys had come to look for me. There are a few stages of being drunk. The first stage is the happy stage, where you feel numb. The second stage is where you start feeling the affects of the alcohol on your body. I was definitely in the second stage.
Damn, how much did I drink again?
Too much.
I am reminded by the lovely bartender that I should call a taxi to take me home, or someone that I know. Zayn.
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Zayn: Louis?
Louis: Zayn! Can you pick me up from the uh club... Mixed?
Zayn: Louis, it's almost two in the morning, but I guess so. I will have Harry come pick you up.
Louis: No please! Can't you?
Zayn: No. Harry is the only one still dressed and he is frantic to find out where you are.
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I hung up on Zayn; cursing myself for being so desperate. I just really didn't want to call a Taxi to come get me because the awkwardness of a stranger is not something I handle well whilst intoxicated.
I waited outside of the club on the side walk and saw Harry's black car drive up. I was very nervous to see his reaction to me going out and being upset. I truly was upset about what happened, but I did want to hear what he had to say for himself.
"Louis," Harry breathed when I got in his car.
"Are you mad at me?"
"Extremely, but right now I can tell you are drunk and I need to drive you home."
We sat in silence and it was quite comfortable. I would rather sit in silence than have Harry yell at me whilst driving. I walked into the house and of course there was literally no noise in the house.
"Are all of the other boys asleep?" I asked.
"Yes."
I got ready for bed and laid there waiting for Harry. When he didn't come lay with me for a few minutes I went downstairs to find him. "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"Are you going to come to bed?"
"I thought I would sleep here, if that's alright with you," he shrugged.
Oh, I see how it is.
I shrugged back and walked upstairs still upset. I feel like he is a mum that is disappointed in me, more than angry. I drifted off to sleep and I had not slept that terrible in a very long time. I think at some point in the night, Harry decided he had enough of the couch and came in the room instead. Not that I was complaining or anything it sort of surprised me.
When I woke up in the morning Harry was no longer by my side. I didn't have a killer hangover at all, surprisingly by how much I drank and no one knew where Harry went either.
"He must have left at the crack of dawn, mate."
"I am going to go for a walk, if you lads don't mind?"
I needed not only time to clear my head but to think of how I am going to approach Harry about why he left so suddenly. It just made no sense as to why he didn't want me to come to his house. I walked up to a miniature hiking trail that we have hiked before.
"Louis?" A rugged voice called.
"Harry?" I walked a bit faster until I saw a tall figure sitting near the edge.
"I didn't cheat on you."
"Okay? Then may I ask why you had to leave so quickly?" I asked.
"My parents are opening a family restaurant and I had to tell them I obviously can't join them because I have modeling. It is a little embarrassing because everyone in my town knows me as 'the model.' You and I would get papped so much, Louis," he sighed.
"Are you ashamed of dating me?" I sat beside him and scooted towards him.
"Of course not! I just know that the media is crazy and they will make up lies about us. They don't know about the things we do but I just want to tell the world that you're mine," he smiled.
Holy fuck. I am so whipped.
"That was the cutest statement I have ever heard. I'm sorry for not trusting you, I guess I was just a little hurt by you randomly leaving like that."
"That's alright, we can go to downtown London any time. I don't care what the media says, you're perfect, Lou."
I love you.
I needed to say it.
But I just really couldn't.
"You're perfect too, Harry. Please don't let anyone question your worth and value in life."
So that was the end to that. We did get photographed a lot and it was insane, not that we hadn't before but we never really went downtown. The paparazzi people were really eating up the fact that the male model: Harry Styles had a boyfriend and was holding his hand in downtown London.
"You guys really are something," Zayn laughed.
"What do you mean?" Harry questioned.
"Haven't you guys seen the newest Sugarscape article? Literally everyone ships you two and they are happy for Harry!"
"Everyone is Larry af," Liz said.
"You did not just say 'af' in real life," I glared at her.
"She definitely just did."
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[I WROTE THIS SHIT IN AUGUST AND THEIR NEW SINGLE 'PERFECT' IS COMING OUT TOMORROW OMG I CAN SAY THAT I SAW THE FUTURE. ALSO, I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THE "THEY DON'T KNOW ABOUT US" REFERENCE LMAO I'M LAME. Have a great day & I'm so sorry for keeping y'all waiting! Tomorrow is our homecoming game that I'm cheering at & there is just so many things I have to do! I also have 2 tests tomorrow; I doubt y'all care. Just wanted to update on my life. Enjoy! :)]
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