She's Not Afraid (1D)

Don't Leave Me

**Taylor'sPOV**

Sophie handed me the keys to my baby and I ran to it, hugging the bonnet.

"Never do that to me again!" I yelled at my best friend who stood with five amused looking boys.

"What? I only took the keys!" She defended herself. I narrowed my eyes and did the 'I've got my eyes on you' motion.

I unlocked my car and slipped inside, hugging the steering wheel. I opened the glove compartment and grabbed a bottle of Vodka I'd stored in there for emergency's.

I stepped out of my car and relocked it, shoving the keys into my pockets. "Now, ladies and Nialler, we shall party!" I yelled, fist pumping the air.

I ran into the apartment block and up ten flights of stairs, not pausing once. I was strange and hyperactive.

I stood on my tippy-toes and grabbed the spare keys out of a small hole above the door frame.

I unlocked the door and ran inside, undoing the vodka lid. I took a swig, grimacing at the taste, but I didn't take any notice.

I shoved my iPod on my dock and hit play, letting Dear Maria Count Me In by All Time Low blast out of the speakers.

I danced around the living room in time to the music, taking swigs of vodka every so often.

"MAKE IT COUNT WHEN I'M THE ONE WHO'S SELLING YOU OUT." I screamed the lyrics, waiting for everyone to get into the apartment.

Someone else started to scream the lyrics as well, and to my surprise when I turned around Lou was copying me, dancing around the room.

I handed him the bottle, but he shook his head. I shrugged and took a swig myself, dancing to the next song to come on.

About ten minutes later Sophie and the other boys walked into the room. "What took you so long?" I yelled above the music and then I took another mouthful of alcohol.

"Harry stole my mirror." Zayn said, glaring at his curly haired friend.

I gulped down the last bit of my small bottle of drink, pouting slightly. "There's some more in the kitchen!" I squealed, running off.

* * * *

"I think it's Taylor's bedtime." Lou said, turning off the music. Everyone had been watching me dance around like a slut to All Time Low for the past hour or so. I was quite drunk. I nodded and yawned, rubbing my eyes.

"Carry me LouLou." I muttered, holding my arms out to him as I swayed on my feet. He chuckled and Sophie awwed, along with the other boys.

He picked me up bridal style and I snuggled closer to him. He walked us out into the hall and into my room, placing me on my bed. He pulled the sheets up around me and turned to leave, but I grabbed his wrist.

"Don't leave me." I whispered. He was still for a moment before taking off his shoes, shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers. He slipped in next to me and I cuddled into him. "Night LouLou." 

**Sophie'sPOV** 

"Get in there Lou" Harry said, high fiving Zayn. 

"Shut up, he's just putting her to bed" I said, taking a swig from the vodka bottle Taylor had left on the table. 

"Or is he?" Zayn winked. 

"He is! I will personally check" I said, taking one last swig of the drink. Wiping my mouth, I stormed across the hall to Taylor's bedroom door, the boys all following behind me.  

I carefully pulled open the door, being careful not to make a noise. Leaning inside, I saw Taylor spread out across the bed, Louis' arms wrapped around her. Loud snores escaped Taylor's lips making me and the boys chuckle. Closing the door, I turned triumphantly towards the boys. 

"Told you" I hissed. 

"Nah, they will one day soon, and if they don't we will" Harry smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist and pushing me against the wall.  

My breaths came out in small pants as I felt his lips brush my neck. The moment was ruined by the sound of Niall eating his crisps. Harry turned towards Niall. 

"Seriously mate" Harry sighed. 

"What, I'm hungry" Niall shrugged. 

We all headed back to the living room, grabbing the vodka bottle I swallowed the rest of the drink in one gulp. 

Harry smiled and jumped onto the couch, beckoning me towards him. I strolled slowly towards him, trying to look sexy but epicly failing making Harry chuckle. 

Pulling me onto his lap, he rested his head on the arm rest of the chair as I straddled his body.  

Zayn was sat opposite us, on the phone to his girlfriend Perrie, the way he spoke to her was so adorable. They were really in love. 

Liam and Niall were chugging down the last bottles of vodka, like there was no tomorrow. I looked back down to Harry, he looked up smiling. I suddenly burst into a fit of giggles, the alcohol obviously taking over. Harry laid a small kiss on my forehead, making me grin. The room started to become blurry, as I rested my head on Harry's chest. He stroked his fingers through my messy hair as I drifted off into a deep sleep.