Forever and Always

Drink

SONGS FOR THE CHAPTER :

Habits (high) - Tove Lo

Take a bow - Rihanna

I have no idea how many drinks i have received. But all i know is that i am wasted, very much wasted. My head is very heavy, my eyes are blurry, i don't have any control of myself anymore. The power of the alcohol had made me forget a little less of him, but it still is not enough. He is still there. I kept drinking and drinking and drinking, both Keysha and Carol had tried to stop me but i never stop.

They both has given up and just sat next to me while my throat recieved the thousandth of alcohol. We've been here since god knows how long, all i know that it's late. Very late. I looked around me after drinking another shot of this liquor, sweaty drunken people dancing around the dance floor, flirting, drinking, smooching.

My inside kept repeating these words over and over again.

What are you doing here?

I have one answer, to get him off my mind.

I let out a cough after swallowing another cup of alcohol. God, this feels disgusting but i have to do this.

"Emily, please stop. You had to much" Carol sighed, taking the empty cup from my hand and squeezed my arm but i shake my head while lifting it up.

"No. No! He's still there! Give me one!" I shouted to the blonde waiter who just nod and soon, another cup has gone down to my throat.

"Emily, please. There must be another-"

"I want to dance!" I cut Keysha off by standing up and jogged with my white heels to the dance floor. And soon, i was dancing alone like a maniac to the fast rhytm. I jumped and jumped when i felt two hands on my waist, guiding me to the rhythm.

"It's no good for a pretty girl like you dancing here alone" His unknown vpice whispered to my ear with his hands squeezing my waist a bit more.

"Oh?"

"Hmm" He breathe in my neck but i gasped.

This is wrong

Yes, i know it is. I fucking know it is. This is not fair for Niall.

Not fair?

He doesn't even give a shit about me. Why would i care about this? I can sleep with anyone i want. He's no one.

I cleared my throat before turning my body towards this unknown man with thin beard which fits him well, grey eyes, tall figure and brunette hair. Not to bad. But he is no Niall.

FUCKING GET HIM OFF FROM YOUR MIND!

I shake my head before putting the both of my hands on his neck before starting to dance with this unknown man. He chuckled before pulling my body closer to him, i let out a fake giggle before starting to dance again. I frozed when he suddenly crashed his lips to mine. His lips tasted very weird, and i am not liking it.

But, i guess this will take my head away from him. He had done nothing to you. Besides, bringing you the best happiness you have ever received, Love.

Pfft...

Love

I was right. I was right afterall, there was no such thing is Love. Love is just a fake feeling. A horrible fake feeling.

I open the both of my eyes when the feeling of the man's lips is not there anymore. Oh god no please.

Niall stood there with all anger boiling in his eyes, with his hands clenched tensed and his eyes are darted to me. Only to me. What the hell is he doing here?