I'm at the gala.
My 8 inch heels aren't helping how I'm tripping.
I stumble down a hallway.
I run into Something.
Something picks me up.
I'm being carried bride style.
I start to fight against something, but why bother? YOLO, right?
I'm being carried through the dance floor.
The dance floor looks like a school dance on steroids.
But I wouldn't know how much steroids improve perfomance.
Maybe I do.
YOLO, right?
My vision is blurry.
I can make out that Something has blonde hair.
I have nothing to lose.
"Niall?" I try.
"Shhhh, baby it's ok. I need to show you something."
Niall takes me to a room and points.
There sits Tom.
Making out with another girl.
"Tom!" I yell.
"It's over!" He yells back.
I cry.
Niall cuddles me.
I stop crying.
YOLO, right?
Niall picks me up again.
Were in a hotel elevator.
He takes me to his room.
He lays me down on his bed.
He lays down next to me.
YOLO, right?
