Falling In Love

Untitled Part 26

A/N - Okay so I haven't updated for over a year (oops), I'm really sorry about that. But anyway, I was scrolling through my documents when I found this extra chapter I had written ages ago, almost as an epilogue. Now I'm pretty sure you guys won't like it because it um involves a certain someone... and also it might feel like a chunk is missing before it because I had plans to continue the story, I just lacked motivation to write it. But it kind of makes sense and is explained. This isn't so much an ending, (because I am absolutely awful at finishing stories and updating regularly), but I guess it gives some sort of closure. So yeah, don't hate me for this😂

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The music was blaring through the bar, people dancing around without a care in the world. She spotted a young man grinding up against some women, her voluminous blonde hair sticking to her sweat covered head. A group of girls, presumably a hen party, cackled as they necked a round of shots. Everyone was having a whale of a time, fed by the alcohol streaming through their system.

Evie couldn't have felt further away.

Sat on the sticky bar stool, she stirred the cocktail stick absentmindedly around her mojito, staring into the distance. She didn't even know why she had come here, dressed in a little black dress that was most definitely too short for her. Perhaps she had hoped she would meet a group of young ladies and they would sympathize with her, sighing and shaking their heads as they muttered 'boys'. Then they would ask her to join them and she would forget all about everything as she danced the night away with her new found friends. But alas, that hadn't happened yet. She felt more alone than ever.

Watching the mint float around her drink, she cast her thoughts to what brought her here.

Ellie fucking Goulding. She should've seen it coming really, I mean no one's 'just friends' with someone like her. After all, weren't Evie and Dougie 'just friends' at one point? Look where that ended up.

She felt so stupid. She had given up everything to be with him, her job, her house, her fiancé. She had only known him 4 months! What was she thinking?

If they could fall in 'love' so quickly, and felt so right for Evie to give everything up, then surely it was no surprise Dougie could fall out of love so quickly and in love with Ellie.

Oh well – he could frolic with her all he liked now.

"Drinking away your sorrows?" The barman asked in his thick northern accent, distracting her from her thoughts. Evie nodded.

"Another?" He asked, gesturing to her now empty glass.

She thought for a second, she should really be getting home. There was no reason for her to be here any longer, spending a ridiculous amount of money on a drink she could probably make at home – sorry, the hotel. But something was reassuring about being in a room full of giddy people, rather than alone in a plain empty hotel room. After all, it was just one more drink.

"Go on then." She half smiled at the man.

He was surprisingly used to this, many an evening people would sit at the bar for hours on end, watching painfully at the fun around them. He could never quite put a finger on why they would want to put themselves through that, but he did sympathize with them.

Not long after a fresh mojito was placed onto the mahogany in front of her, a shadow was cast across the bar as someone sat down on the stool beside her.