Remember me || Larry Stylinson AU

Eight

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The dinner goes by swiftly and we decide against ordering dessert because our stomachs are already so full after eating all the delicious food. A few drinks later our waiter approaches us, smiling friendly and offering some more drinks but I politely ask for the check as it's getting pretty late and we were supposed to be at the club 20 minutes ago. The waiter soon returns and I tip generously as the blond girl retrieves our jackets from her colleague. She waves us off as we walk towards the exit of the restaurant and the paps are still gathered outside trying to take the best shot to sell to one of the many tabloids or websites. Nick and I both try to smile as we walk past them but once again ignore any of their questions and get in my car.

We drive towards The Box where we're meeting up with a group of friends for a night out and I'm starting to get a little annoyed when I spot paps at the front entrance of the club. "Why are we so interesting tonight?" I ask Nick while parking my car and getting ready for the many flashes that will follow. "I have no idea, to be honest" he shrugs. Nick quickly fixes his hair and we walk towards the club, trying hard not to walk into objects because we're blinded by all the flashes that go off. A friendly waiter guides us towards the VIP area and you can hear a few people screaming "OH MY GOD!" as we walk by.

It's a popular nightclub and we enjoy going here as much as possible, meeting new people or just hanging out with friends. I go over to say hi to everyone and take a seat next to Ed. He asks me about how management had responded to the song we wrote together and laughs when I tell them the exact reaction. "I used to really like Simon but after hearing the shit he's putting you guys through I'm not very fond of him anymore" Ed laughs. He's the type of person I could trust with my life, he knows how the business works and especially people like Simon. We can talk about anything really and he just understands, whereas my family or friends back home might think lightly of things or just won't understand at all. It's nice to have someone, other than my bandmates, of course, to discuss these kinds of things with.

Like most of my close friends Ed knows I don't fancy girls, he knows almost everything about me but has a hard time keeping his mouth shut sometimes. Like the time, he told the interviewer I leaked my own nude photo, yikes. I did, by accident but that doesn't mean everyone has to know. We did have a right laugh about it and I don't really blame him because it gave me some positive attention in the media for once but my mum was everything but happy about seeing me on the internet like that. At least I'm not ashamed of my body, right?

Niall has joined us, telling me Kendall and Kylie are outside just getting ready to come inside. I met Kendall years ago and we hit it off right away, she's been a great friend and we try to meet up whenever I'm in LA or she's in London. I don't really mind the articles saying that we're together because I mainly do it for her. She, like myself, is actually gay but not allowed to come out as a lesbian because her 'momager' thinks it'll be bad for their reputation. We've talked it over and came to an agreement, we refuse to be an actual beard for one another, even though Kris offered me a lot of money for it, but we'll be seen together and hang out like we would anyway. Kris has the tendency of letting paps know our whereabouts just so there are even more pictures of us hanging out or even driving somewhere.

The night goes on and our group keeps growing. A few of our crew members like Lou and Caroline have joined us together with the Jenners, Zayn, a few of Nick's friends and a lot of people I don't even know but it doesn't matter because the alcohol is flowing, the music is lovely and we're all just having such a blast. We all take some pictures and before I even notice it there are two blonde girls on my lap, another girl hugging me from behind and a ginger-haired girl making me drink champagne from a bottle she's holding. I pull my head to the side not wanting to drink any of it but it results in me getting covered in the expensive liquid.