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Harrys POV

Liam pops out to call Louis and Niall and explain the situation. Luckily they havent set off and we know that no writing is going to get done with her in this state so he tells them to delay their trip a couple of days to give her time to feel a bit better. It wouldnt be fair on them or her for them to meet her like this. Theyre pretty understanding lads and say they'll come on monday instead and that when they do they'll cheer her up. Ive no doubt they will theyre like a comedy double act. I know her heart wont be magically fixed by monday but im hoping that the shock might have at least worn off and her tears might have eased and then we can work on cheering her up.

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Lucys pov.

Its sunday evening and thanks to a lot of tea, hugs, listening, advice and sympathy from Harry and Liam i am starting to feel a little stronger. No its not easy - no its not gone away but it has eased. my upset has turned to a healthy anger and my crying for him is done. I feel really sorry for the boys who have patiently had to sit with me for nearly 48 hours whilst ive been in a heatbroken daze. Harrys known me just a few weeks - liam just a few days and yet theyve been th best friends i could have wished for.
Im snuggled up next to Harry on the sofa whilst liam has gone to get us Mcdonalds for dinner. The boys cant cook and i no longer care if i get fat from eating junk food. Im going to be forever alone now anyway! I'll need the extra weight to keep me warm at night when im in bed....alone. Listening to these self pitying thoughts circle in my own head i suddenly have a moment of enlightenment and decide there and then that my mopesing and self pitying is done and once ive eaten my mcdonalds im going to have a shower, get dressed, put a bit of makeup on and go out somewhere with the lads. Im with two of one direction for christs sake - most girls would kill for this opportunity and all im doing is crying to them about a man who quite clearly isnt half as decent as these two are and im taking them both for granted.

"Once weve eaten im going to have a shower, get dressed and ready and were going out" i tell Harry firmly as he looks at me shocked. "Im done sulking" i tell him as he hugs me tightly.
"Where do you wanna go?" He asks smirking
"I dunno - a club? I wanna get drunk - ohhh soooo drunk" i tell him
"Might struggle finding a club round here" he reminds me
"might have to settle for a pub"
Just as he says it Liam walks in.
"Pub? Did someone mention pub?" He says as he throws the brown mcdonalds bags at Harry giddily as he hands us our drinks.
"She wants to go out and get hammered" harry laughs
"Well then we go out and get hammered" smiles liam.

I eat my food, shower, do my hair and apply some makeup before changing into skinny jeans and a cute white sweater with my knee high boots.

"Whit woo" tease the boys as i exit the bathroom - not looking like death for the first time in days.

"Right the plan is to drive until we find somewhere - i'll leave the car there so i can drink - we'll get a cab home and then harry can drive me back for my car in the morning" liams says as we head out of the door and to his really fancy sportscar.

We find a pub not far down the road but its really quiet so we stay for one drink and ask the locals where is good to go. They tell us theres a lively bar on the next street that has karaoke on a sunday night. The boys high five eachother in happiness and i cringe. I dont do karaoke - i'll leave that to them.

The other bar is busy and dark with disco lights and an upbeat atmosphere. Much more like what i needed.
"Shots" says liam as he hands me two and i throw them down my throat and wince at the disgusting taste. The boys do the same. Then they grab a karaoke book and browse what they can sing.
"Do a duet" i beg. Ive never heard them sing live. Im dying to.
They look at the book and point at songs goggling before liam writes something down on a slip and hands it to the DJ. He wont tell me what theyve chosen he says its a surprise. Two more shots and a cocktail later and the DJ calls for "Henry and Lee" and the boys burst out laughing. I cant believe theyre using false names because people have already spotted them and clearly know who they are. As they take to the stage half drunk the place erupts in applause. They giggle.
"We dedicate this to our friend Lucy" they say as i hide my face in shame. Im drunk but im still mortified. Then it happens.
"What Makes You Beautiful" starts to play. I hate this song and Harry knows it! Bastards!
They bounce around and sing but they are rediculously good and everyone in the pub dances and sings along reluctantly including myself as i laugh in embarrassment everytime it comes to the "you dont know youre beautiful" part and they point at me.

As the song ends they rejoin me on the dancefloor and wrap me in a group hug as we laugh hysterically.
"I hate youuuu" i tell them. They just laugh more.
We do more shots and drink more cocktails and dance the night away. Myself and Harry's moves are slightly under parr compared to liams - that guy can move!

By closing time im completely wasted to the point im barely able to stand up but ive had the best night. We get a taxi back to the cabin and sit on the matresses infront of the fire trying to get warm. The boys wrestling eachother and arguing over who has the most fans.

"Whos your favourite member of 1D Lucy?" Slurs liam.
"I couldnt possibly choose" i laugh. "I've only met two of you - Harry gives great hugs and you make great tea. Both pretty good looking boys too" i tell him honestly in my drunken state.

"Youre pretty fit yourself love" says harry cheekily as i punch him playfully in the arm.

"As iffff! Im no victorias secret model" i protest

"GOOD" they both say loudly together and laugh at their timing, high fiving eachother.

"Boring bitches. Dont eat, always miserable - weve been there" says Harry

"Yeh we prefer real girls these days" admits liam

"So watch yourself now youre single" winks harry as they both laugh

"Single" i say as it hits me that i am and i start to feel freaked out. Ive never really been single. I met Andy at 14 and before that i was just a kid. I dont even know how to be single.

"Thats gonna take some getting used to" i admit as i lie back on the matress. Thats the last thing i remember.