Mine

Chapter 6

As I enter the club I pray Harry will forgive and head straight for the bar. A few drinks later a nice looking girl starts grinding against me. Liam is sat at the bar in respects for his "girl". I stumbled backwards falling on my ass spilling my drink all over my shirt.

"Move along." I say to the girl that was just grinding on me.

My head is twirling but I manage to pull out my phone loads and loads of missed calls and texts from Harry fill the screen until it lights up again with his name.

Shit. I'm drunk as hell. I answer the call.

"Helloo" I slur.

"Lou- wait a second are you drunk?" his voice cracks.

Bloody hell I've hurt him.

"No never...well maybe a little." I say.

I stumble through the crowd finally slamming into the exit.

"OI!" I yell signaling Liam I've went out.

I fall down again.

"LOUIS!" Harry yells.

"What owe that hurt."

"Are you okay? what happened?"

"I fell cause I'm drunk."

"Where are you?" he questions.

"Why do you care where I am?" I slur.

Liam gives me a slap on the back making me stumble forward a little.

"You ready mate?"

"Who's that?" Harry asks.

"Fucking hell it's Liam my best mate."

"Can I come get you?" Harry asks softly.

"Go on mate I have a friend coming to get me." I say waving Liam off.

"Huh?"

"Har- I mean yes you can come get me." I click the end button before he can say anything else.

"Right mate I'm off to my girls." he smirks.

"What's your "girls" name anyway?" I question putting air quotes on girls.

"It's Megan." he smirks getting into his rover driving off.

I text Harry the address in a minute he replies back saying he's on the way.

I slide down and plop on the sidewalk. A few cameras snap my pictures and some random fans of the football team come by taking pictures.

About 20 minutes later the alcohol has subsided some what and been replaced with a killer headache. Harry pulls up in his Rover.

"Louis you alright?" he kneels down next to me.

"I'm fine my head just hurts, why did you want to pick me up?" I question look at his face.

"Lets get in the car, and because I wanted to...." he says opening the door for me.

I get in and we soon drive off.

"Harry Styles where are we going?" I say leaning my head back hoping to relieve this horrid headache.

"Louis Tomlinson we are going to my flat if that's alright?" he says looking at me then the road.

"Eyes on the road Mr. Styles or I'm walking." I say feeling moody suddenly it's the drink affects I know.

How is he not mad? What even is this right now? What's going to happen at his place? Who is this Harry Styles I'm falling for....