-Liam's POV-
"C'mon Liam. It'll help clear you're head." Harry said from the doorway. I shook my head, sitting down on the bed.
"Nah, mate, I'm gonna stay here.."
Niall popped his head around the doorway.
"C'mon Liam! Its the last night! Cmon mate, It'll be fun! Loads of girls and great music! C'mon lad, please?!"
He stuck out his lower lip. I looked at him and sighed.
"Alright. I suppose one night woln't be too bad..."
"YES." Harry and Niall said in unison, jumping up and high fiving each other.
I chuckled. I knew they were trying to make me feel better. Honestly, I felt alright. Just tired. I still thought of Danielle every day, which would bring the pain flooding back in, so I just shut everything out. So far, it was working well.
Niall walked over.
"Alright, mate. Get dressed! Tonight, were goin' clubbin'!"
He put a hand on my shoulder, gently shoving me off the bed. I caught myself and stood up, shoving him into the bed. "Hey!" He chuckled, "save it for the club." I rolled my eyes. Harry walked to the closet and rummaged around. He pulled out a navy blazer.
"Here, mate, wear this." He said, tossing me the jacket.
I shrugged and slipped it over the black tee shirt I had on. Niall tossed me my phone.
"Right then, lets head out!" Harry said excitedly.
I followed the boys out of the flat and down to the parking deck. Valet brought Harry's R8 round and we hopped in. Louis and Zayn were fitting in some girlfriend time, so it would just be us tonight. I sighed, my mind drifting to Danielle. I felt a rush of pain hit me; I shook my head. The lads were right, I needed to have a little fun and clear my head.
A few minutes later, we pulled up to the club. Harry got the car taken care of and we headed in. My ears were met by deafening music and lazer lights flickering around every which way in the otherwise black room. The place was packed. Niall put his arm around my shoulder.
"Right then, ready for some fun, lad?"
I smiled and nodded.
