Once Upon A Time, A Thousand Tears Ago #Wattys2017

Chapter 33: Tipsy Louis

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Louis' POV:

I try to move closer to Zara when Waliyha takes her hand and drags her to the dance floor. Zara looks clueless as to what she will do there. I stare her from a distance to see what these girls are going to do. The population at the dance floor consists of women only. Hence, I decide that I will not step in there. I ask the bartender to bring some Vodka for me. A little liquor will do no harm, I am sure. Plus, I haven't tasted it in days and I really want to get these creepy feelings in myself to drown in some alcohol. He brings in the Vodka and I take the first sip which burns my throat but soothes it too. As I open my eyes, they still roam in the dancing area to search Zara. Why can't I fight this urge? Why do I want to see her whenever I open my eyes? This calls for another drink so I request the bartender for another round of vodka. The second shot gives me more energy and now with even stronger determination, my eyes scan the dancing crowd to find her. Even the Vodka is not helping to overpower this desire to keep her in my sight. I feel something else too. I feel like I want her close to myself. I want to pierce my eyes into hers and tell her that she needs to stay insanely close to me. I need a third shot, ask for the fourth shot, drink in the fifth shot, one more shot, another shot, forget the count; how many shots did I have? The solitary reason why I was drowning myself in alcohol was that I wanted to get rid of this spooky feeling where I just want Zara to stay close to me. But every time I finish my drink, my eyes simply search for her.

Finally, my eyes get what they want. Zara is still standing with a shy smile on her face. Waliyha is dancing next to her and is encouraging Zara to move a little bit. But on the other hand, Zara is just watching her with a coy smile, clapping her hands on the beats of the music. I want her close to me. I want to hold those hands of her. I want to be the reason behind that smile. I want her to watch me intently the way she is watching Waliyha. I want her to laugh with me the way she laughs with Zayn. The alcohol is hissing in my veins. I know I am not in my senses and for the first time ever, I am fearful of what is going inside me and what I might speak in front of her. I shake my head vigorously.

"Don't give me any more drinks, even if I ask you to." My words are slurring but I guess the bartender understood my point as he is nodding in return. I close my eyes to deny what I was thinking previously but my eyes open up again to see her; the sight that is pleasant and beautiful.

Soon I recognize that the music blasting out of the speakers is from one of our songs; of course, it's Rock me, my favorite. As I watch Zara, I see her moving a little bit on the song. There you go. Why didn't I think this before? The girl is passionate enough for our band that she will automatically dance if our music will play. Waliyha claps her hands to encourage Zara and I wanna see how this girl sways on the lyrics that I've sung.

Do you remember summer '09
Wanna go back there every night
Just can't lie it was the best time of my life
Lying on the beach as the sun blew out
Playing this guitar by the fire too loud
Oh my, my, they can never shut us down

She sways lightly on these lyrics but as soon as my part approaches her movements start to get stronger with a sharp hip move and eye-catching expressions. She takes the lyrics to another level.

I used to think that I was better alone
Why did I ever wanna let you go
Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea
The words you whispered I will always believe