Meghan's P.O.V.
I was the only one left sober within our group - apart from Liam of course. I was chilling with Liam in a corner of the after party. The place was crawling with celebrities. Ed Sheeran had already been over and Liam introduced me to him. Talk about fangirling! There have been rumours going around that Justin Bieber was supposedly here but I didn't believe it since he isn't British. "Is Justin actually here?" I asked Liam. Liam shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of his coke.
"I'm not sure. I wouldn't have thought this was the kind of thing he would attend."
"He was doing promotion here though, you never know." Liam put his arm around me and pulled me close. It was nice just the two of us but a little part of me wanted to join the rest of them and party. As if they heard me, Niall wondered over with none other than Justin Drew Bieber.
"Liam! Justin's here! The rumours were true!" Niall shouted. He was pretty much out of his mind. I looked at Liam who shrugged again.
"Hey Justin." Liam stood up and they did the "bro" hug thing.
"Wassup bro? How've you been?" Justin asked.
"Good thanks. You?" Liam replied. I sat there awkwardly while they had a little catch up. I wonder if Justin remembers me from his house party back in California. "Justin, this is my girlfriend M-"
"Meghan?" Justin grinned. I smiled.
He did remember me! Justin Bieber remembers me! I stood up and Justin pulled me into a hug. I can't believe he remembers me! "So Liam finally worked his magic and made you his?"
Liam blushed a little and I nodded. "He's one lucky guy." Justin flashed his million pound smile and winked at me. It was my turn to blush. My heart almost exploded out of my chest. I was having a major fan girl moment. I wasn't expecting to met Justin ever again in my life, let alone him remembering my name!
Aimee's P.O.V.
I just saw Keith Lemon on the other side of the room! I've never been in a room with so many celebrities before! This is crazy! I saw Niall quite near to me talking to someone. Someone I've met before. Justin Bieber!
I casually walked over to Niall - avoiding Harry - and stood beside him. By the time I had pushed my way through, Justin was over talking to Meghan and Liam. I huffed and moved off into the crowd. I walked into someone by accident.
"Crap, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" I looked up to find a very handsome young man. He wasn't one of the celebrities, but I'd seen him with Ed Sheeran earlier so I assumed he was part of his entourage.
"Never mind me, are you ok?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm Matt." He put out his hand for me to shake. I gladly shook it.
"I'm Aimee." I smiled.
"I know you, you used to date Harry?" Matt asked. I nodded. That reminds me, he needs to speak to me...
Harry's P.O.V.
I saw Aimee dodge me to head for Niall. I realised he was with Justin Bieber so that explained so much. I went with Zayn to get another drink. I caught up with Ed at the bar. "Hey, have you seen Matt?" Ed asked. I racked my brain trying to remember who Matt was. It finally hit me. I looked into the crowd and pointed to two people - one being Matt.
"Yeah, he's right over there with..." I trailed off. Aimee? I set my drink back on the bar and watched them. They were talking and laughing, and looked like they were having a really good time. Just like we used to.
"Harry, are you ok?" I heard Ed ask beside me. Was I ok?
My girlfriend/flat mate was with another guy. Doing everything I did to try and get her to fall for me. She didn't even give me time to speak to her. If that Matt guy was a few hours later, I would be standing there with my arms around Aimee, with everything back to the way it used to be. It was only a matter of hours ago when Aimee kissed me. I know it was in the heat of the moment but she still kissed me. She could've picked anyone else - she could've kissed Niall since she came here with him - but no, she kissed me.
Meghan's P.O.V.
I was being good tonight and wasn't losing control. I was kind of scared to be honest. The last time I got properly wasted I ended up depressed. I was scared in case that triggered it so I've limited myself to only a few bottles of Bricardi Breezer. I made Liam swear to not let me have anything more or anything else. "It's getting late. I say we round the boys up and head home." I nodded and stood up. Liam took my hand and we weaved our way through the crowds of people still partying hard. We dragged Louis, Niall and Zayn to the exit. Liam stood with them, making sure they didn't fall over or attempted anything stupid while I went to find Aimee and Harry. I found Aimee kissing a guy I'd never seen before. I went over and dragged her away by the back of her dress.
"What the fuck are you playing at?"
"Where did you come from? Do you know Matt? This is Matt. Say hi to Matt." Aimee rambled on. Drunk. Great. I pulled her away, not asking anymore questions and handed her over to Liam while I went on a search for Harry. I couldn't find him in the crowds. I moved over towards the bathrooms. Harry was just coming out of the men's' room. Thankfully, he wasn't that drunk, just a bit confused.
"Harry come on, we're heading home." I said.
"I'm not going."
"Don't be silly come on. You've just had a bit to drink you're ok." I held my hand out for him. He ignored it and sat down on a chair.
"I haven't had a drink in hours. I'm perfectly fine." I sat down beside him.
What's wrong?" I asked.
"I was going to sort everything out with Aimee tonight. She kissed me when we won our award. She kissed me. I didn't have anything to do with it. That made me want to fix things tonight. The next thing I know, this guy is chatting her up and she isn't doing anything to stop him. I look away for a few minutes and turn back to find them playing tonsil tennis. It's like she's just stabbed me in the back multiple times with a knife and ripped my heart out at the same time." Harry sighed. I was quite taken aback. I was expecting him to say he didn't want to leave or something, I wasn't expecting all of that.
"Come on, Aimee's completely bladdered, she won't remember a thing. You can sort it out tomorrow." I smiled.
"I'll still know though. I'll know she kissed someone else, after kissing me." I sighed and stood up.
"Liam's waiting at the door with the others. Are you coming home or not?" It took a few minutes but he finally nodded and stood up. I gave him a quick one-armed hug as we walked to the door.
Liam had shipped everyone outside and got them into the car. Harry and Aimee didn't bother going to their flat and I didn't go home. In fact, none of us made it upstairs to the bedrooms. We all collapsed all over the living room. Liam and I took up one sofa; Louis and Harry took up the other since Eleanor went home; Niall and Zayn took the floor and Aimee took the single chair. Liam held me tightly, in fear I would roll onto the floor. He whispered into my ear;
Liam: You've replaced Aimee's job. She used to be caught in the middle of me and you, now you're in the middle of her and Harry. "Night Megs. I love you." Liam whispered.
"I love you too." Without another sound, I slowly fell asleep, dreading waking up to the Aimee and Harry situation.
