Love You Goodbye [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4

IM SORRY TO BOTHER YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.

BUT WE'RE SLACKING OFF.
#MTVStars One Direction
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Harry Styles

"Pass me another one" I slurred, completely wasted.

The bartender did so, pouring me five more shots of tequila. I smirked at the small glass cup, and drank the substance, burning my throat in the most pleasurable way.

"Woo!" I cheered, drinking the other shots.

"'Arry. You should take it easy," Liam, one of my best mates, slurred between hiccups.

He's drunk too. His lips are moist with some type of beer, eyes bloodshot red. He's wobbling in his seat and I don't think I'm any better.

The loud music in the dark, crowded bar is almost deafening as it shook the entire place. But to me, it was nothing more than a whisper.

"Shut up, Lima. You're a cop. You should not be drinking this either," I said, lazily pointing a finger directly at his nose.

My head can't keep up with my movements. It moved from side to side, flopping everywhere as if I didn't have a spine to hold it with. Everything is blurry.

Liam pretended to pull of a gun from his belt and pointed his invisible gun at me. "Put your hands up, mister. You're in big trouble for insulting a cop," he mumbled loudly for me to hear.

I laughed harder than I should have, throwing my head back and clutching my stomach.

"You're full of yourself," I said.

I was about to fall off of my stool but somebody caught me before I can slam in the floor.

I looked at with droopy, tired eyes and I saw familiar blonde hair with brown roots, blue eyes and a scent of cinnamon and laundry.

"Hi, Ni!" I giggled at the rhyme.

Niall kept me in his arms, struggling to support my weight.

"Hi, Ni!" Liam repeated, lazily waving his hand at the Irish lad. Niall sighed disapprovingly. He helped me sit up but it didn't help much. I just relied on the table next to me for support.

"You both need to go home," Niall giggled, his hands on his hips.

I pouted, "no." Liam did the same.

Then, a memory struck me.

"Didn't Geno Cadwell spill a drink on you?" I asked.

Niall looked surprised for a moment before answering. "You know her?"

I gave him a slick smirk, eyes half open. "She gave me a blow job."

     GENO CADWELL TOMLINSON

Jesus Christ.

My jaw is throbbing.

I opened and closed my mouth repeatedly, trying to loosen it up and get rid of the pain.

I sat up, the bright sunlight shining through the window, burning my eyes.

Hold up...

My heart started to pick up speed as I took in my surroundings: The familiar brown leather couch, coffee table, window wall, and.. my clothes on the floor.

SHIT. I'M STILL AT HARRY'S OFFICE?!

My eyes immediately shot open, my tired mood being replaced with anxiety. There was a blanket covering me and I'm actually grateful for that. I'm bloody naked. I reached for my phone in my jeans on the floor and checked what time it is.