One Look (A Marcel Styles fanfic)

Chapter Twenty One - Drunk

New Book coming soon on @ElectricDirection's account. I'm not supposed to say anything but it'll be a Louis Tomlinson fanfic called smoke. and the cover is gorgeous and I made the cover hehe

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*next morning*

Harry's POV

I woke up in my friend Liam's apartment, sprawled all over the hard wood floor with a bottle in my hands, a bottle of vodka as I clutched my head, trying to get rid of this massive headache. I lifted my limp body off the ground and tried to stand up, just collapsing afterwards. What happened last night? As I was racking my brain for answers, my headache became bigger and bigger, throbbing against my skull.

The events that occurred last night made me freeze in place. No no no this did not happen. I was so drunk and upset.

I was walking to Liam's flat because Marcel was being a stubborn baby. He needs to grow up little wuss. He couldn't even hurt a fly he's so weak. I thought we could become brothers again but clearly he chose otherwise. Ugh I'm so agitated and pressed. I felt like punching something. My hands wrapped up into fists and, alas, I punched the alley wall, my hand becoming numb every second turning a icky purple colour. I ran all the way to Liam's house, tears slipping out of my eyes. Why does Marcel still hate ME?

I finally arrived banging the door with my hand that was not injured, I couldn't control the tears now, I'm imperfect, I'm evil, I'm mean. I-I'm... me? I dropped to my knees in front of the door, head in my hands crying over a little nerd. I knew Liam wasn't home he was probably wit that girl Sophia that I hated. She is such a bitch and she can hold a grudge for a long time. I looked under Liam's doormat and found the spare key that he always leaves there. I opened the house scattering around his house looking for something to numb the pain that I had - emotionally and physically.

I stumble my way to his fridge and found 3 cases of beer. I chugged down the first one and that's when it all became a blur. I was in another universe, parallel from earth. I was happy while downing myself, the cold liquid chilling my throat. I fell to the floor, losing consciousness little by little until I opened my heavy eyelids and saw a girl entering Liam's flat. From my point of view, she had long brown hair and a tall figure but that's all I saw before my body decided to shut down completely.

The girl. I need to find her. I need to know her name. I need to know how she smiles. I need her. I got up, ignoring my painful headache and decided to call Louis to come pick me up. I was to weak to even keep myself up. After a few minutes, Louis arrived with a little cute brunette. I stumbled my way down the hallway, tripping over my own two feet repeatedly.

He dropped me off at my mom's house then zoomed away Well that was rude... I entered the house and saw nobody in the house. Gemma must be at a sleepover or something and my mom must be somewhere for business. I walked further into the house, looking at the familiar surroundings. I finally reached Marcel's room and stood there, the headache throbbing like crazy. Probably I should talk to Marcel tomorrow. I went in my room and layer down, thinking about that one girl that entered Liam's flat.

Her.

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wow this sucked like crazy sorry for the short chapter... longer update next chapter I promise this was more of a filler. Sequel coming out soon, I'm in the Orontes of finding the name and cover right now so yeah.

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Lots Of Love,

Marie