Washed up & Broken (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 27

**SKIP AHEAD TO THE AFTER PARTY**

Niall takes my hand and drags me into the room with flashing lights and bouncing people. Good think I'm not wearing heels (I'm wearing Converse) or I would have snapped my ankle by now. His plans tonight: Get as drunk as possible. My plans for tonight: Stay sober. Not that I won't have a drink, of course I will. I'm just not going to become Niall and drink any liquid in sight. I feel fingertips on my back and I turn to see Louis walking close behind me, his hand on my back. He nods his head and gives me a small grin. I try to scoot away from him, but he eventually goes his own way and over to Liam.

"Would you like to dance?" Niall asks. Not only fifteen minutes into here and he's already tipsy.

"Sure," I say, giving him an angry pressed lip smile. This isn't going to be fun with him all... alcoholed up. Niall doesn't seem to notice and he drags me over to the floor with flashing rainbow lights. I don't want to dance. I don't like to dance. But I just go along with Niall and all seems to be going OK so far.

I lighten up and have more fun, Niall and I spinning around in each others arms on the dance floor, chests touching, fingers brushing against each other, his hand on my waist. It's actually kind of fun! I'm not one for dancing, but for him, I can make a sacrifice. Confetti falls from the ceiling and everyone yells out and cheers. I feel the need to use the restroom considering I just drank four bottles of water.

"Niall, I'll be right back," I yell over the music. Niall raises an eyebrow and grabs my wrist.

"Well where are you going?" He asks in concern.

"I need to use the ladies room," I say. He nods. "Stay here!" Niall nods again and continues dancing by himself with the sea of people. I push through the sea of people and wander around before I finally find a bathroom. I'm pretty much peeing myself the time I find it. I burst in and push past the girls adjusting their makeup and smoking. I do my business, and head back out. And in that second, I'm lost in this huge building. I lean up against a nearby pillar and watch everyone dancing and giggle at drunk people falling over. I feel someone tap my back and I turn. Louis stands there next to me, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. I can see the shine of it on his face.

"Hi Louis," I say.

"Lost?" He asks. I nod. "Me,too."

"Wanna go walk around?" I look into the crowd for Niall. "I can't find Niall,"

"Sure." Louis says. I link arms with him and we walk into the crowd. We walk along the edge towards all of the bars and lounging areas. "Are you drunk?"

"I've only drank water." I shake my head. "You?"

"Sober as sober can be," Louis giggles. Suddenly his face falls shocked and he stops in the middle of a crowd.

"L-Louis what is it?" I ask.

"I think we should walk somewhere else," he says, turning me around and leading me away.

"No what is it?" I turn around and ignore Louis protests. Niall and some girl are full on making out on this couch. I gasp and stagger back into Louis' chest.

"Lets go, Kat," Louis says, trying to guide me away.

"No," I shake my head and storm over to the couch. I rip the girl off Niall and watch him sit up dazed and confused. He looks to the girl, then to me, and then scratches his head. I slap him across the face and he holds his jaw in shock.

"WE'RE OVER," I screech. I see Louis standing at the edge of the dance floor waiting on me. I take his hand and pull him towards the nearest exit sign. I need to get out of here. Get the smell of alcohol, sweat, and cheap perfume out of my nose. We step into the warm, humid air and I fill my lungs with the sweet smell of... Fresh air. I feel a lump swell in my throat, my face heat up, and tears begin falling from my eyes. Louis wraps his arms around me and tries to comfort me. I just sob into my hands and try not to make a scene of myself. I hear the door open again.

"Kat, wait!" I hear Niall say. I grab Louis' wrist and pull him down the street, escaping as fast as I can. I know where the hotel is from here. When we arrive, I take the stairs up to our floor, dragging a winded Louis behind me. I pull my room key out of my bra and slam it into the card scanner. I burst into the room originally ordered for me, it's untouched. And yes, I carry two room keys with me. I slam and lock the door, and dash to one of the beds. I flop down and sob into the pillow, face down. Just letting all my stress and depression out. I feel Louis' hand on my back and he rubs it up and down.

"Don't cry, angel," He whispers. "You're too pretty and too good for that stupid boy for you to be crying," I look up at him with tears running down my face. Only to find him looking up at me. "Don't cry," He repeats.

"He's such a jerk," I sob. "A drunk, freaking idiotic JERK!" I fling a pillow across the room and flop back down. I feel the bed sink next to me and then arms pull me to a chest. "He obviously never loved me. I was just pretty too him so he decided to use me. How come I didn't see it?!"

"We all could see it, Kat," Louis says. "We just didn't want to hurt you by telling you... I guess that would have been the better thing to do,"

"He's such a jerk," I whisper into his chest. "A stupid. Drunk. Wasted space. Jerk,"

"I'm so sorry," Louis strokes my hair and his thumb comes down on my cheek to wipe a tear away.

"He just made me feel special," I say, calming down now that Louis was closer to me. I don't know why, but whenever I hear a heartbeat I just calm down by a long run. "He made me feel like I had a reason to stay here instead of flying back to England on bad days. He made me feel beautiful. Now I'm just back to being insane and wanting to kill myself,"

"Don't ever say that again!" Louis exclaims.

"I used to be suicidal," I inform him. "But I just- no one has ever stayed there for me. Ever,"

"I'll stay," he whispers. "I'll stay by you forever. And I will never leave you."

"You'll leave just like the oth-"

"No," I open my eyes to see Louis shaking his head. "I won't. Because I love you. I will love you 1000 years, and 1000 more. Just to make you happy. I won't leave because if you leave someone you love, they'll never love you again. And some wise girl on the streets told me sometimes I'm going to have to choose between two people. Two roads that will effect my whole future. And I chose my road." He stops to look me in the eyes. "My road is you, Kat Cecelian Payne." How does he know my middle name. What.

"D-do you mean it?" I ask.

"You're my road. And I want my future to be bright as long as you're with me," He says. "From that first day at the party, when you spilled your drink on my jacket, that moment I fell in love. That very moment I decided you were my road,"

"Y-you felt it, too?" I ask, remembering the feelings I had spinning through my body. Louis nods his heads. "I don't get why I never saw it was you. I felt it was you! The electric touches, our instant connection... I just didn't want to believe it. Because how we were treating each other. But... It's you Louis."

"I think you should have a talk with Niall before anymore romance happens," Louis says. "And It's forever you in my eyes, Kat. It will always be you,"

"So just try to make things clear with Niall?" I ask. Louis nods. "Well, tomorrow should be fun." _____________________________________________________