Chapter 7 - Mystery Girl, Memory Loss and Greenery

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The club was crazy. There were people almost out the door when we arrived and the bouncers were throwing people out left and right. I grabbed Leo's arm and tightened my grip until my knuckles were white.

"Ouch, calm down Nat or you'll break my arm," he laughed lightly. That snapped me out of my trance. I blush out of embarrassment and drop his arm.

"Sorry," I mumble.

"No, it's okay; just try not to cut off my circulation. Are you nervous?"

"Now what gives you that idea?" That came out harsher than I expected, "I'm sorry, I am, there are so many people." He smiles at me, taking my hand in his. We walk towards the door and the bouncers let us in, recognizing Leo and the boys.

"See, you're fine, you look fine, and we are going to have fun. Okay?" We head to the bar area and sit at an empty table, Niall, Zayn, and Harry all sit down with us. I look around to see them all looking around at the scantily clad woman around us, and a few "older" woman. Leo is the only one who isn't, he's looking at me. What do I say?

"Uh, what would you guys like to drink?" I offer, looking to the packed bar.

"Yea, how about a round of Magnum Cocktails and you can get whatever else you like," Leo tells me, he hands me some money and I walk over to the bar, elbowing people out of my way. "Watch it!" I heard some girl slur, I ignore her. I finally reach the bartender and tell him my order.

"I would like one round of Magnum Cocktails, a Guinness, 3 Carlsbergs, and a Cosmopolitan," I smile at him and hand him the bills. He looks at me funny and I quickly add, "Keep the change; it looks like a rough night." He smiles at me appreciatively and rushes off to prepare our drinks. I feel a light tap on my shoulder.

"Yes?" I say without turning around.

"What is a lovely girl like you doing alone at the bar?" A familiar voice answers; I turn around and face him.

"Great line Harry, you should use it more often, you'd be getting all the women," I reply sarcastically. He rolls his eyes, "I was just coming over to help you bring the drinks over."

"Thanks, I ordered the shots along with 3 Carlsbergs, a Guinness, and I ordered a Cosmo for myself."

"Interesting, who did you order the Guinness for?"

"Niall."

"Why, is it because he's Irish? Racist." I roll my eyes at him.

"No, I just happen to know he drinks it," I answer. The bartender clears his throat and hands me a tray of shots and another with our other drinks on it, I take it them both and hand one off to Harry. We make our way back to the table, people bumping into us left and right. As soon as we get to the table I put my tray down and hand out the shots, one to everyone, Harry does the same.

"To tonight, may we remember it the next day," calls out Leo. We all clink our glasses together and down our shots. To tonight.

**Next Morning (Haha I skipped it, you'll see why)**

I woke up with a pounding headache. What the hell happened last night? I stumble out of bed and trip over Cato, almost sending myself sprawling to the floor. I make my way over to my bathroom door and look at myself in the mirror, and what I see shocks me.

I have a massive bruise on my cheekbone and I have dried blood in my hair. What the hell happened last night?! I take a painkiller and walk down to the kitchen to find something to eat.

When I get down to the kitchen I see Harry sitting at the table, a magazine in front of him and his head in his hands.

"What's wrong Hazza?" He jumps and looks at me with wide eyes. "Sorry," I mumble and sit next to him.

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