Depressive Chaos

Chapter 2

Like I promised, here is another chapter

Louis P.O.V.

I got smashed off of my face after we headed for the club...after my family left of course. I drank the majority of a bottle of Jack Daniels and a wide assortment of other shots.

Don't ask how I managed to keep it all down. We started drinking even more. I don't think a single one of us wasn't at least tipsy.

I felt somebody grinding up against me, and I kind of got into it. It was Niall. We got carried away and I turned around and kissed him. That turned into a full out make-out session, and I wondered if he knew it was me.

He grabbed my wrist and started dragging me to the sofa.

He threw me down on the couch and straddled me and continued to kiss me, then he kissed down my neck making my heartbeat full my ears.

What am I getting myself into? I just got my heart broken by Harry and now I'm doing it with his best friend? Oh well..

I tried to take control by grabbing his bulge, I did. I won control as I gently rubbed his member. I heard him moan.
Suddenly I became aware that there was eyes on us, I could feel a glare burning into the side of my head. I looked up and my gaze met two painfully familiar eyes, it was Harry. I smiled apologetically at Niall after realizing I just left him high and dry. "Sorry Niall," I chuckled a bit, "I'll have to leave you wanting for tonight." I winked at him and got up, preparing myself  for what Harry could possibly want. Maybe he's jealous? No.. he couldn't be.
He laughed, "I'll have my way." he whispered into my ear, then went back to socializing and mingling like he is an expert at doing.

I walked through the smoking crowd and sat on the stool next to Harry. "Why the long face?" I sweetly asked. He looked up at me.

"I miss you, Louis, I want you back." I blinked twice before I realized what he just said.

"You can't just break up with me, leaving me a god damn mess, and ask for me back..." He looked at me, his eyes glossy and I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he inches closer to me. He slurred, "I still lo-" and he doesn't quite finish his sentence before he falls off the stool, attracting some attention. I grab his arm and bring him to the couch where I had just previously been kissing his old best friend.

All the while he's grumbling profanities under his breath, I just set a glass of water next to him. "Go to sleep, you're clearly too drunk." And I walked away.

Harry's P.O.V.

Louis just kissed my once best friend. Right in front of me when he knew I still had feelings for him. Well, maybe he doesn't know. Of course he doesn't.. how could he if I can't even tell him?

It's not like I wanted to break up with him, I was blackmailed if I didn't. I could never have her tell my parents that. Clarissa, she's my "girlfriend".

Yes, my 'girlfriend'. I hate her guts. She made me break the heart of someone that I loved so much that it broke my heart. To hurt Niall was as if I were hurting myself. I wish things were different. I wish I wasn't a coward, I would tell Louis everything.